<?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-1987434762589126058</id><updated>2012-03-01T23:39:02.424+08:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='stress'/><category term='unfortunate'/><category term='photography'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='leadership training'/><category term='ballet'/><category term='God'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='random'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='change'/><category term='party'/><category term='new'/><category term='college'/><category term='single'/><category term='bored'/><category term='dream'/><category term='fall'/><category term='first'/><category term='scribbles'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='letter'/><category term='byebye'/><category term='life'/><category term='movie'/><category term='parents'/><category term='adventure'/><category term='summer'/><category term='literary'/><category term='jpcs'/><category term='food'/><category term='celebrity'/><category term='family'/><category term='house'/><category term='video'/><category term='pinoy'/><category term='see'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='love'/><category term='rainy day'/><category term='confusion'/><category term='friends'/><category term='historical'/><title type='text'>the mysteries of her world.♥</title><subtitle type='html'>http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>154</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-4411200635891538134</id><published>2012-02-25T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T23:39:02.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Nail Art: Flower Power</title><content type='html'>I want to share a photo of my incy wincy tinnie winnie nails in my hands and toes... Nail art mode @ index salon for only 100 bucks for hands and another 100 bucks for my toes. *phone camera was used. &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/-9zvxMlBfdV0/T0XYwjhaZ6I/AAAAAAAAAgE/81SsDZas6Sg/s1600/CameraZOOM-20120212140233120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9zvxMlBfdV0/T0XYwjhaZ6I/AAAAAAAAAgE/81SsDZas6Sg/s640/CameraZOOM-20120212140233120.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;hands&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/-BZS-YrpMS-M/T0XYxa7djZI/AAAAAAAAAgM/-WEiBUQH7mY/s1600/CameraZOOM-20120212140531487.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BZS-YrpMS-M/T0XYxa7djZI/AAAAAAAAAgM/-WEiBUQH7mY/s640/CameraZOOM-20120212140531487.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;toes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Next time I want a design that involves, wilderness. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-4411200635891538134?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4411200635891538134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2012/02/nail-art-flower-power.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4411200635891538134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4411200635891538134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2012/02/nail-art-flower-power.html' title='Nail Art: Flower Power'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9zvxMlBfdV0/T0XYwjhaZ6I/AAAAAAAAAgE/81SsDZas6Sg/s72-c/CameraZOOM-20120212140233120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-3388494222826353123</id><published>2012-02-23T14:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-29T08:55:22.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday Maxx!</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/-q01VlStv6JM/T0XZrN64qBI/AAAAAAAAAgU/9e9nsKGMRyM/s1600/1323183771995.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q01VlStv6JM/T0XZrN64qBI/AAAAAAAAAgU/9e9nsKGMRyM/s400/1323183771995.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;Remember Maxx? &lt;/td&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;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY 1ST BIRTHDAY TO MAXX!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let me introduce to you again my Maxx. My first love. hihihi He is my first ever romance. hihihi I feel all the butterflies in my stomach every time I say MAXX. hahaha I kidd. Max is my DSLR I bought him last year. My Canon 550d, he is doing well. I am so in love with photography that's why I work hard to earn him. I save tons of money to be with him. No one can touch nor borrow him. (Oh! my selfish love. so possessive. haha) I treat him like a boyfriend, a best friend and a friend. I always bring him to any special events in my life. He makes memories so special and HD (high definition) with his 18 megapixels. I just can’t bring him with me every single day because you know here in the Philippines; it is not so safe to bring some hi-tech gadgets while commuting. Anyway, I have been thinking I want to buy him a friend, a point and shoot camera, for far gatherings and if ever every day blogging experience. A camera I can share with my family. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am looking forward for more adventures with Maxx to share it with my readers if I have one. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you want to remember and read my first ever blog about Maxx. The title is "Finally, My First", Click &lt;a href="http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/finally-my-first.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-3388494222826353123?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3388494222826353123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-1st-birthday-maxx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3388494222826353123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3388494222826353123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-1st-birthday-maxx.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday Maxx!'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q01VlStv6JM/T0XZrN64qBI/AAAAAAAAAgU/9e9nsKGMRyM/s72-c/1323183771995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-222382400154497086</id><published>2012-02-14T14:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-25T19:00:04.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Sweet Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Valentine's Day is a day to celebrate love. Well, it is kinda overrated to have dates, flowers and chocolates from your love ones during this day. In my opinion, we can celebrate love everyday. No one is limiting us to do it and show it everyday. It will be nice if your love one is making you feel special every moment you are together. Love makes the world go round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This Heart's day was just an ordinary Tuesday but I had an extra ordinary conversation on the phone and voice call with my beau. Although we have not seen each other for couple of days because he had an operation during first week of February, he is staying in his province for a faster recovery. I miss seeing him almost everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9k3yy1EdJqQ/T0XXUBo5OOI/AAAAAAAAAfM/cRUVOR3U72k/s1600/p20120214-134615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9k3yy1EdJqQ/T0XXUBo5OOI/AAAAAAAAAfM/cRUVOR3U72k/s640/p20120214-134615.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Valentine's Day giveaway from Bullchef (in Pasig)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Post Valentine's Day celebration, he gave me sweets. Chocolates! During the weekends I went to visit him. I will post another blog for it.&amp;nbsp; =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kcoh6ABuKQ0/T0XXlByi2uI/AAAAAAAAAfU/935H-k2ssqY/s1600/2012-02-17+12.29.31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kcoh6ABuKQ0/T0XXlByi2uI/AAAAAAAAAfU/935H-k2ssqY/s640/2012-02-17+12.29.31.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Royce (Milk Chocolate)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDRkn703xfo/T0XXpxGMi9I/AAAAAAAAAfc/Gp389FDATjU/s1600/2012-02-17+12.30.12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDRkn703xfo/T0XXpxGMi9I/AAAAAAAAAfc/Gp389FDATjU/s640/2012-02-17+12.30.12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Royce. :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another chocolate from Royce, he bought it during our date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table 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/-vBXu5SrNZyE/T0XXs8MjS1I/AAAAAAAAAfk/8kyt_-C2GwI/s1600/FxCam_1329666219923.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vBXu5SrNZyE/T0XXs8MjS1I/AAAAAAAAAfk/8kyt_-C2GwI/s640/FxCam_1329666219923.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;R Chocolate - Royce Milk Cocoa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table 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/-OtumxhFevog/T0XXtvj3fKI/AAAAAAAAAfs/qM7xW7n3EtM/s1600/FxCam_1329666428103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OtumxhFevog/T0XXtvj3fKI/AAAAAAAAAfs/qM7xW7n3EtM/s640/FxCam_1329666428103.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is quite expensive for a small box of chocolates but it is worth it because of the taste.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_xU6ng5i5s/T0XYGYO9RmI/AAAAAAAAAf0/b_34OTIz4Qc/s1600/CameraZOOM-20120219225741237.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_xU6ng5i5s/T0XYGYO9RmI/AAAAAAAAAf0/b_34OTIz4Qc/s1600/CameraZOOM-20120219225741237.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_xU6ng5i5s/T0XYGYO9RmI/AAAAAAAAAf0/b_34OTIz4Qc/s640/CameraZOOM-20120219225741237.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The movie tickets. Date movie with hunny and family.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We watched movies back to back. The first movie was "The Vow". The Second was "Unofficially Your", the movie of John Lloyd Cruz and Angel Locsin. It was really hilarious, full of love and drama. All of the people was really laughing out loud especially us. It made me cry, laugh and kilig at the same time. Good job!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, we sad farewell to my hunny and I will see him again for a couple of days. I pray for his recovery as always and I hope you do too. Thanks! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-222382400154497086?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/222382400154497086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2012/02/sweet-valentine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/222382400154497086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/222382400154497086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2012/02/sweet-valentine.html' title='Sweet Valentine'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9k3yy1EdJqQ/T0XXUBo5OOI/AAAAAAAAAfM/cRUVOR3U72k/s72-c/p20120214-134615.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-8403201520096643490</id><published>2012-02-02T22:16:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T20:52:59.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>My Lookbook Account</title><content type='html'>Last December during New Year's Eve, I've been bored then I decided to have a lookbook account. Here are my first 3 looks: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Fashionable Way to Eat Street Food (Floral Dress, Belt &amp;amp; Nine West Bag)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2847987.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2847987"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tonight is the Night (Lace, Shorts, Owl Necklace &amp;amp; Cardigan)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2856119.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2856119"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nature Lover (Plain Brown Shirt, Knitted Vest, Shorts, Headband &amp;amp; Aviators)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2884121.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2884121"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if every Monday I'll post some of my looks on my blog. Hmmm.. and name it, "Lookbook #1: **Title of my look". I think it will be a good idea. HYPE AND FAN ME! PLEASE?? hihihi Thanks! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-8403201520096643490?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8403201520096643490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-lookbook-account.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8403201520096643490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8403201520096643490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-lookbook-account.html' title='My Lookbook Account'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-4102093523385935088</id><published>2012-01-27T22:09:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T23:00:03.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Planners for 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;# 1 - MINE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every year since I became more responsible in my life (just agree.hehe), I started by using a planner. Yes! my handy dandy notebook like in the show&lt;i&gt; Blues Clues. &lt;/i&gt;It helps me to be organize in all the aspects of my life especially the events that could or might happen. It keeps me on track. It is really helpful. My planners are slash a little excerpt of my diary. I put some notes and short "quotes made by myself". Just to inform me about my feelings on that day. There are times I am so lost in reality, it teaches to look back on the days that have passed by to let me realize and appreciate life in great new heights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This planner is from Tomato. I bought it before Christmas and when I decided to buy my bestfriend the same thing as a gift for her, it was disappointing because it was out of the stock already. *sad moment for me here*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIJZ6cH6qlQ/Ty_fXhSYuSI/AAAAAAAAAeo/e3Pf7lEopcY/s1600/IMG_4627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIJZ6cH6qlQ/Ty_fXhSYuSI/AAAAAAAAAeo/e3Pf7lEopcY/s640/IMG_4627.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomato - the hot pink wild planner (fave so far)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F8wnhEAyPck/Ty_ffKovpQI/AAAAAAAAAew/fDiws3jtCgE/s1600/IMG_4631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F8wnhEAyPck/Ty_ffKovpQI/AAAAAAAAAew/fDiws3jtCgE/s640/IMG_4631.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plus I'm automatically a member of tomato discount card if I register it to the internet. &lt;/td&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;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;# 2 - OURS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a second planner from Starbucks. It was given to me by my beau. He’s so sweet, he gained few pounds just to give me this planner. (I dunno if it sounds sarcastic.hihi) As all of you know, drinking a frap almost every day will make you gain weight. It’s full of whip cream and sugar equals tons of calories. Anyways, I decided to share this planner with him. So this planner is like our diary with our dates on it, future getaways and our sweet notes for each other.&amp;nbsp; Cheesy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mth9qCwpwYw/Ty_fnNiz06I/AAAAAAAAAe4/6HAcyAIFSaQ/s1600/IMG_4737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mth9qCwpwYw/Ty_fnNiz06I/AAAAAAAAAe4/6HAcyAIFSaQ/s640/IMG_4737.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starbucks planner (Cherry)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o8091mwgqok/Ty_fxDFjyKI/AAAAAAAAAfA/86SL28LZzV0/s1600/IMG_4738.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o8091mwgqok/Ty_fxDFjyKI/AAAAAAAAAfA/86SL28LZzV0/s640/IMG_4738.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ours &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope in the end of the year we can filled this with happy memories, funny moments and adventures together. As we look back and open it again, we will share stories and laughter in what we have been thru over this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-4102093523385935088?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4102093523385935088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-planners-for-2012.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4102093523385935088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4102093523385935088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-planners-for-2012.html' title='Planners for 2012'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIJZ6cH6qlQ/Ty_fXhSYuSI/AAAAAAAAAeo/e3Pf7lEopcY/s72-c/IMG_4627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-211050172788584463</id><published>2012-01-12T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T01:36:06.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Year Ender Post for 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; 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  &lt;w:LsdException Locked="false" Priority="39" QFormat="true" Name="TOC Heading"/&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt; /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-priority:99; mso-style-qformat:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin-top:0in; mso-para-margin-right:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; mso-para-margin-left:0in; line-height:115%; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello, I know it’s late for a year-ender post. I’m in total hiatus in blogging. I am so sorry, let’s catch up. Well, 2011 was not a bad year. I meet new people and re-connected to some of my long lost friends. I learned a lot of values. I fell in love and still in love as of now. I have been juggling being an employee, a daughter, a friend and a girlfriend. I am always in search for a better opportunities and adventures. I went to some places with my special people. I dared to be different and unique but not main stream.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The start of 2011 was really a good time for everything. Happiness and partying were the right words to describe it. It was total ecstasy to my family, to my friends and to my love ones. I started to date and meet new friends again. A little of bit of center of attraction won’t hurt sometimes. In the middle of the year, I started to be a little depress about everything. It was really not a good chapter of 2011. Confusion, dishonesty and different emotions took over to some of those months. I was losing my grip at that time but I fought hard. I risked almost of all my sanity. However, God is good all the time. I cast my burdens upon HIM and He helped me regain myself. Thank you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I end 2011, everything fell into the right place. I realized I became strong. I counted my blessings and appreciate the goodness of the Lord. I trust God that whatever trials I will encounter, I know He is there to guide me and let me know I am capable to survive it. So 2012, please be good to be. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-211050172788584463?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/211050172788584463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-ender-post-for-2011.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/211050172788584463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/211050172788584463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-ender-post-for-2011.html' title='Year Ender Post for 2011'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-87ClntV0zQU/TyQmx98nyiI/AAAAAAAAAeg/dKvVRKANvQ0/s72-c/IMG_3706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-3493513562206241673</id><published>2011-12-01T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T14:15:22.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The Nutcracker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every year my sister usually have a ballet show during summer and holidays. Of course! We're always there to watch her and support her ballet career. This time she danced with the Philippine Ballet Theater in Nutcracker at CCP (Cultural Center of the Philippines). It was so nice. I don't have photos inside the theater because it was prohibited but in the theater hall it was alright to take some photos with the cast and with the decors. hohoho Did I mention Santa Claus is also there? I can feel the spirit of the holidays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pjqhlGnKh8U/TviO1Yzh_8I/AAAAAAAAAd4/lkutzf3vbsY/s1600/IMG_4516.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pjqhlGnKh8U/TviO1Yzh_8I/AAAAAAAAAd4/lkutzf3vbsY/s640/IMG_4516.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm with my sister (on the right) and her friends. They were also participants in the show.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SapoiiGiYDw/TviO-WAVVwI/AAAAAAAAAeA/jJHFOn3lTCE/s1600/IMG_4534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SapoiiGiYDw/TviO-WAVVwI/AAAAAAAAAeA/jJHFOn3lTCE/s640/IMG_4534.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cani Salad. Appetizer. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-nBlflIXTo/TviPFLFd9bI/AAAAAAAAAeI/VYuVdYtJ9Yw/s1600/IMG_4545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-nBlflIXTo/TviPFLFd9bI/AAAAAAAAAeI/VYuVdYtJ9Yw/s640/IMG_4545.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whew! I am so full. Burp time. hahaha&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the show, we went to Kimono Ken at Bluewave, Macapagal Avenue. I ate a lot of Japanese food. I know, even if it's dinner time I ate like a queen not a pauper. hahaha Cani Salad, California Maki, Mango Shake, Beef something (forgot the name), Tempura and Miso soup were one of our usual orders on a Japanese Restos. I love eating. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-3493513562206241673?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3493513562206241673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/12/nutcracker.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3493513562206241673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3493513562206241673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/12/nutcracker.html' title='The Nutcracker'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pjqhlGnKh8U/TviO1Yzh_8I/AAAAAAAAAd4/lkutzf3vbsY/s72-c/IMG_4516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-7952263972809119841</id><published>2011-11-15T21:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T14:20:05.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Love is in the air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Weddings are so romantic! It can make a room full of blissful moments. The first wedding I have attended was this wedding, it was first after so many years. I mean "Church Wedding", you know not all married couple have the chance to have a "Church Wedding". Too much time and preparation for this event but it will be worth it in the long run as long as the people involve are really inlove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The wedding was held at Rizal, far far away from Manila. It was wedding slash outing for us. It was really fun to attend weddings. I hope next time, one of my close friends will get married and I will gladly help them for their wedding to be special. *excited much*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table 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/-BLwKppbuCnk/Tvh7iDCLgOI/AAAAAAAAAdc/2iGVyzf0Jug/s1600/IMG_4441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLwKppbuCnk/Tvh7iDCLgOI/AAAAAAAAAdc/2iGVyzf0Jug/s640/IMG_4441.JPG" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;wedding vows &amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VdTMoLr0XGk/Tvh7qWJ8X6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/wU4Jd-aVQmc/s1600/IMG_4444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VdTMoLr0XGk/Tvh7qWJ8X6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/wU4Jd-aVQmc/s640/IMG_4444.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The finale, "Kiss the bride".&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DExpV3F-V0s/Tvh7wOVFfcI/AAAAAAAAAds/j6UbWOAqISQ/s1600/IMG_4463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DExpV3F-V0s/Tvh7wOVFfcI/AAAAAAAAAds/j6UbWOAqISQ/s640/IMG_4463.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me. Eating street foods in a fashionable way.&lt;br /&gt;(dress-mogue, bag-nine west, wedge-step rite, food- kwekkwek)hahahaha &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The sun was so hot that day. I'm soaking in my sweat while listening to the priest. My gad! haha Take note: don't start your wedding at the afternoon, your guest will die if the weather is too hot like me. hahaha I kid. Anyways, I'm looking forward for the next wedding to attend to. I really enjoyed this day. Yey! I also enjoyed to dress up. It is fun to be girly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-7952263972809119841?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7952263972809119841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-is-in-air.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7952263972809119841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7952263972809119841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is in the air'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLwKppbuCnk/Tvh7iDCLgOI/AAAAAAAAAdc/2iGVyzf0Jug/s72-c/IMG_4441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-1790451804464766319</id><published>2011-11-03T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T16:55:00.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Paranormal Activity 3 @Glorietta 4, Makati</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Halloween to all! As a treat this Halloween special, we watched the Paranormal Activity 3 in theaters. Not so good idea. Hahaha Coz I am a little bit scared, hmmm.. Okey fine, I admit. I am scared. Hahaha I am not used to watching horror flick on a movie house. I hate the loud sound effects that will help me to be surprised and scream for no reason at all. Anyways, to be brave enough, I tried to watch it but one of my eye was covered or sometimes both of my eyes. Boo! I know. I’m such a pussy wussy. But I tried my best, really. It was a suspense horror movie. Do not watch it alone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kdSs8mk7LyY/TtSXOi34mGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/RtO02VUX2y8/s1600/o-paranormal-activity-3-in-theaters-halloween-2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="502" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kdSs8mk7LyY/TtSXOi34mGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/RtO02VUX2y8/s640/o-paranormal-activity-3-in-theaters-halloween-2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the movie&lt;/td&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;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vg1HiaVU0RI/Tscq69pbXFI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/NaxWGEbQDp0/s1600/IMG_4166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vg1HiaVU0RI/Tscq69pbXFI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/NaxWGEbQDp0/s640/IMG_4166.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before the movie starts, someone was having a hair cut @ Bench Fix Salon. hihihi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bK9PaszrzrI/Tscq-Zl1_3I/AAAAAAAAAcY/f8U_z78Xr34/s1600/IMG_4172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bK9PaszrzrI/Tscq-Zl1_3I/AAAAAAAAAcY/f8U_z78Xr34/s640/IMG_4172.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me - After the movie.. @Glorietta 4 rooftop outside Starbucks.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c71VvPJT_5o/TscrI389TBI/AAAAAAAAAcg/B3kghEDCxbg/s1600/IMG_4180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c71VvPJT_5o/TscrI389TBI/AAAAAAAAAcg/B3kghEDCxbg/s640/IMG_4180.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glorietta 5 at night. :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wvirlmKsSk4/TscrQmlA9oI/AAAAAAAAAco/rBc9DWOpRT0/s1600/IMG_4203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wvirlmKsSk4/TscrQmlA9oI/AAAAAAAAAco/rBc9DWOpRT0/s640/IMG_4203.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Queens at Bollywood @ Greenbelt 3.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7NDjegPh2kU/TscrYMeS1hI/AAAAAAAAAcw/e66kzxpJDGo/s1600/IMG_4215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7NDjegPh2kU/TscrYMeS1hI/AAAAAAAAAcw/e66kzxpJDGo/s640/IMG_4215.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shisha and Booze.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S8R5wElYgHw/TscrhKDtXmI/AAAAAAAAAc4/t3k__BkEpmM/s1600/IMG_4221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S8R5wElYgHw/TscrhKDtXmI/AAAAAAAAAc4/t3k__BkEpmM/s640/IMG_4221.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mixed sizzling kebab for the night. Yummy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the movie, we chilled for a while at Greenbelt 3 @ Queens at Bollywood with flavored apple menthol shisha, some booze and mixed sizzling kebab. We just blow our minds with shisha until we cough and our lungs can’t handle it anymore. Hehehe Then, when it’s already closing time, we went to Starbucks because we still want to wander our minds and exchange ideas with each other. Afterwards, we decided to go home. It was one of unusual night. Fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-1790451804464766319?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1790451804464766319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/11/paranormal-activity-3-glorietta-4.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1790451804464766319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1790451804464766319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/11/paranormal-activity-3-glorietta-4.html' title='Paranormal Activity 3 @Glorietta 4, Makati'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kdSs8mk7LyY/TtSXOi34mGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/RtO02VUX2y8/s72-c/o-paranormal-activity-3-in-theaters-halloween-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-3098639691590133653</id><published>2011-09-20T11:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:08:07.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainy day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Subic Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One spontaneous getaway! Yes, this is it! The plan was to go to Batangas but at the very moment, the plan was changed and all of the sudden we were on the bus, on our way to Subic, Zambales. Wooow! 180 degrees turn for a plan. I never thought that we will be on our way somewhere in north. The adventure starts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uzhgIUQe68I/TscjfLCLLfI/AAAAAAAAAbw/RcNTGwBXh0o/s1600/IMG_3860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uzhgIUQe68I/TscjfLCLLfI/AAAAAAAAAbw/RcNTGwBXh0o/s640/IMG_3860.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Versus mode - Tekken 6. Let's get it on!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gqsc0zObXug/TscjpW2xqqI/AAAAAAAAAb4/XRNmGQA3pew/s1600/IMG_3882.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gqsc0zObXug/TscjpW2xqqI/AAAAAAAAAb4/XRNmGQA3pew/s640/IMG_3882.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the night of booze and foods&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CxsVeeRqbV4/Tscjy6ZZgbI/AAAAAAAAAcA/fRVe3-R9Ua4/s1600/IMG_3889.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="372" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CxsVeeRqbV4/Tscjy6ZZgbI/AAAAAAAAAcA/fRVe3-R9Ua4/s640/IMG_3889.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grilled tilapia. Yummyyy!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NImZH5_VpBo/Tscj5v8mLJI/AAAAAAAAAcI/-_UxVq66_ac/s1600/IMG_3949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NImZH5_VpBo/Tscj5v8mLJI/AAAAAAAAAcI/-_UxVq66_ac/s640/IMG_3949.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before heading home... Beach time.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The day we have arrived was one rainy day. I want to have fun and frolic at the beach unfortunately, the weather was not good enough. I know. That's why, we bought a lot of groceries for the long night. Grilled some pork chop and fish. We swam on the depths of the swimming pool on their club house. hahahaha It was dark and cold. hahaha A little scary but we need to do what we should really do, SWIM SWIM SWIM. Even though the weather was cold and a little gloomy. I remember the night we need to get back to the house, where we stayed, we walk on the creepy road while bats were flying here and there. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before sleeping, we watched a movie, I am too sleepy to finish the movie, I fell asleep. The next day, we went to the beach, played video games, played game cards and never ending stories to shared to each other. I really had fun. I went home almost midnight. So tired but there was a smile on my face. I am looking forward to the next outing with my friends. Whooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-3098639691590133653?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3098639691590133653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/09/subic-adventure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3098639691590133653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3098639691590133653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/09/subic-adventure.html' title='Subic Adventure'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uzhgIUQe68I/TscjfLCLLfI/AAAAAAAAAbw/RcNTGwBXh0o/s72-c/IMG_3860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Subic, Philippines</georss:featurename><georss:point>14.8967937 120.23662969999998</georss:point><georss:box>14.7652212 120.08623269999998 15.0283662 120.38702669999998</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-6376261398050244395</id><published>2011-08-24T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T21:50:47.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><title type='text'>Time to Chillax</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Once in while we need to stop and take a break from all the stress, workload, anxiety or anything you want to escape. Yes! I need to chill and relax. I am getting sickly recently. Maybe due to stress and too much thinking of all the shits that is happening to my effin life. Thank you that we had a company outing. It was held in Rancho Elena in Calamba, Laguna. It was a peaceful place to unwind and release all the toxins in our mind. Guess what?! Before the day of our outing, I felt not-so-good. I had a case of fever. So the day of event, I am sick to my stomach. I just stayed in my room and slept for hours until I felt good enough to mingle and play uno cards for the rest of the night. Of course! lots of lots of medicine to felt oh so good. I am really really thankful for my office mates, who took care of me during my feverish hours, without them I could not enjoy the days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yzYlvIQCl0o/TqVueiwEYqI/AAAAAAAAAbI/JZpz8LqOM30/s1600/IMG_3286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yzYlvIQCl0o/TqVueiwEYqI/AAAAAAAAAbI/JZpz8LqOM30/s640/IMG_3286.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;free fresh lycee to everyone.. yummmyy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_7WHRjUFg88/TpcFzY5FEyI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Ib5Zq8NyYVM/s1600/IMG_3336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_7WHRjUFg88/TpcFzY5FEyI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Ib5Zq8NyYVM/s640/IMG_3336.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am chilling plus texting me hunny.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have loads of photo to share but I am too lazy to post it in my blog right now. hihihihi Sorry! =) Well, the place was nice. It has a swimming pool, a badminton court, &lt;i&gt;duyans&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;i&gt; kubos&lt;/i&gt;, playgrounds, billiards and fruits to eat for free. Unfortunately, I have not maximized the use of it except the room and the bed. hahaha Too bad! boo-huuu! Anyways, this moment will be treasured, whatever happens it was sure fun. A total bonding experience with my colleagues. =)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-6376261398050244395?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6376261398050244395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/08/time-to-chillax.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6376261398050244395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6376261398050244395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/08/time-to-chillax.html' title='Time to Chillax'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yzYlvIQCl0o/TqVueiwEYqI/AAAAAAAAAbI/JZpz8LqOM30/s72-c/IMG_3286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-4712745544720783093</id><published>2011-08-13T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:07:57.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Fettuccine Alfredo with LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last weekend, someone special did something special for me. hihihi He told me he will cook for me and he did... The dish was &lt;i&gt;"Fettuccine Alfredo with Garlic Bread"&lt;/i&gt;. *sweeeetttt*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTpw_tgmYMM/TpbairApT5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/R04Abt_zrDA/s1600/IMG_3171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTpw_tgmYMM/TpbairApT5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/R04Abt_zrDA/s640/IMG_3171.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the ingredients&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U6z1-0Lua7g/TpbascqMGQI/AAAAAAAAAYY/caWRSY5s2MQ/s1600/IMG_3173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U6z1-0Lua7g/TpbascqMGQI/AAAAAAAAAYY/caWRSY5s2MQ/s640/IMG_3173.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;parmesan cheese and creaaammmmmm!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first thing first! Buy all the necessary ingredients! Ready the tools for cooking! Start cooking! while me? I'm just slicing the bread.hehehe He did all the job. I did the tasting and eating part. :)) Of course! the documenting every events in this history of our lives was also my job! Kudos to me! hihihi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0riJ6Ck0fUM/Tpba2fUHG-I/AAAAAAAAAYg/3jhP3jA01xg/s1600/IMG_3194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0riJ6Ck0fUM/Tpba2fUHG-I/AAAAAAAAAYg/3jhP3jA01xg/s640/IMG_3194.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;finish product! Looks yummy and taste yummy too! =)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JRc8HAkEo1E/Tpba_GVAaBI/AAAAAAAAAYo/PzZUcok26KA/s1600/IMG_3195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JRc8HAkEo1E/Tpba_GVAaBI/AAAAAAAAAYo/PzZUcok26KA/s640/IMG_3195.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the cook, behind the fettucine. hihihi Good job!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The hardest part was waiting for the food to be serve. I think this was my first time to experience someone, cooking pasta for me. It was nice feeling. Thank you for letting me experience your delicious pasta.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-4712745544720783093?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4712745544720783093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/08/fettuccine-alfredo-with-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4712745544720783093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4712745544720783093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/08/fettuccine-alfredo-with-love.html' title='Fettuccine Alfredo with LOVE'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTpw_tgmYMM/TpbairApT5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/R04Abt_zrDA/s72-c/IMG_3171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-598903266491546181</id><published>2011-07-28T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T16:56:31.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinoy'/><title type='text'>Say Gee Photobooth</title><content type='html'>&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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ez5YgpLOn0/Ti7G-7Y7QGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/IFVQQPAWh5Y/s1600/iloveshoes+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="432" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ez5YgpLOn0/Ti7G-7Y7QGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/IFVQQPAWh5Y/s640/iloveshoes+%25281%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QCD7tjIL7S0/Ti7G_d5sT-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/_Vme0AES-FU/s1600/iloveshoes+%25289%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="432" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QCD7tjIL7S0/Ti7G_d5sT-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/_Vme0AES-FU/s640/iloveshoes+%25289%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M18I2X8lRxg/Ti7HADKh-WI/AAAAAAAAAYE/IkGDmlpCE0Y/s1600/iloveshoes+%252810%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="432" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M18I2X8lRxg/Ti7HADKh-WI/AAAAAAAAAYE/IkGDmlpCE0Y/s640/iloveshoes+%252810%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a photo booth to rent for special occasions? I recommend...&lt;br /&gt;SAY GEE PHOTOBOOTH&lt;br /&gt;--like them on facebook (&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/SayGeePhotobooth"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/SayGeePhotobooth&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-598903266491546181?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/598903266491546181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/07/say-gee-photobooth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/598903266491546181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/598903266491546181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/07/say-gee-photobooth.html' title='Say Gee Photobooth'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ez5YgpLOn0/Ti7G-7Y7QGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/IFVQQPAWh5Y/s72-c/iloveshoes+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-7349676076425679629</id><published>2011-07-27T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T16:56:17.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I'm SHOE in LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SHOE SALE! Woooh! It was a good time to go gaga over shoes! Seriously, people (mostly ladies) where there to have a fight for what they want. SHOES! whether flats, stilettos, wedges, boots, sleepers or platforms, they were there ready to attack and I am one of them. hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dP8i4XodcXo/Ti7EArWgRzI/AAAAAAAAAXo/3vl8xFE4-t8/s1600/IMG_2568.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dP8i4XodcXo/Ti7EArWgRzI/AAAAAAAAAXo/3vl8xFE4-t8/s640/IMG_2568.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;If the shoe fits, wear it. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S83qCmuOngc/Ti7EDp3hxgI/AAAAAAAAAXs/4kHmlaFLLgU/s1600/IMG_2570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S83qCmuOngc/Ti7EDp3hxgI/AAAAAAAAAXs/4kHmlaFLLgU/s640/IMG_2570.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh! Wedges!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C6bZF0vCXIE/Ti7EHCVyJtI/AAAAAAAAAXw/U2Il-JzZ2A4/s1600/IMG_2572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C6bZF0vCXIE/Ti7EHCVyJtI/AAAAAAAAAXw/U2Il-JzZ2A4/s640/IMG_2572.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hot pink Gladiator sandals from Ninewest.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qc956ni2W9E/Ti7EJcXyVxI/AAAAAAAAAX0/EEWMhW5J2mY/s1600/IMG_2585.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qc956ni2W9E/Ti7EJcXyVxI/AAAAAAAAAX0/EEWMhW5J2mY/s640/IMG_2585.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me - trying some shoes that would fit me.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vyeFEz6VA4A/Ti7EM4-PokI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Qn1TKlSUi8k/s1600/IMG_2589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vyeFEz6VA4A/Ti7EM4-PokI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Qn1TKlSUi8k/s640/IMG_2589.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Fab! They have a promo. &lt;i&gt;"2 pairs for 999"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We spend our whole afternoon roaming and wandering for the right perfect shoes. I'll post it on my next entry. Wait for it. I forgot to mention the event,&lt;i&gt; I'm SHOE in love&lt;/i&gt;, held in NBC Tent, The Fort. We have had a great time shopping! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-7349676076425679629?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7349676076425679629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-shoe-in-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7349676076425679629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7349676076425679629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-shoe-in-love.html' title='I&apos;m SHOE in LOVE'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dP8i4XodcXo/Ti7EArWgRzI/AAAAAAAAAXo/3vl8xFE4-t8/s72-c/IMG_2568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-1404673573779893492</id><published>2011-07-03T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:39:58.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Dark of the Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Transformers - Dark of the Moon was one of the most awaited movie of the year. Of course! We must watched it. The first weekend of the movie was surely a hit. Many people also wants to watch it like us. One of my friends bought the tickets earlier, though our seats was not that good because we were on the left almost front seat, the only available seat for that time and day and cinema. My gad! The crowd was wild. The line was long. It was really a blockbuster movie. &lt;/div&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/-bPYlxItdZts/TiuaMNbipDI/AAAAAAAAAXk/BMyxcXovvzQ/s1600/tic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bPYlxItdZts/TiuaMNbipDI/AAAAAAAAAXk/BMyxcXovvzQ/s640/tic.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Movie tickets ---&lt;i&gt; from Jamie's fb&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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="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/-xV9Lj4nJcCQ/TimHR6nDGfI/AAAAAAAAAXE/9K0DRcIkxLc/s1600/IMG_2397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xV9Lj4nJcCQ/TimHR6nDGfI/AAAAAAAAAXE/9K0DRcIkxLc/s640/IMG_2397.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tokwa at Baboy&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/-SCX9Kf6mLXk/TimHU36UTcI/AAAAAAAAAXI/r7eZklWZpBA/s1600/IMG_2420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SCX9Kf6mLXk/TimHU36UTcI/AAAAAAAAAXI/r7eZklWZpBA/s640/IMG_2420.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nachos.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rhRP5a7dR-c/TimHXYKardI/AAAAAAAAAXM/PNNiOkRfNz8/s1600/IMG_2448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rhRP5a7dR-c/TimHXYKardI/AAAAAAAAAXM/PNNiOkRfNz8/s640/IMG_2448.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kathy &amp;amp; Jamie@the background -- The bida is ME. hehe&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/-p19FqpXWLkY/TimHa0yY8eI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/dRb9lC6E-nQ/s1600/IMG_2558.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p19FqpXWLkY/TimHa0yY8eI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/dRb9lC6E-nQ/s640/IMG_2558.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Couple shoes?? Nah! -- me &amp;amp; my bestfriend.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the movie, we decided to chill, to eat and to puff shisha for a while @Cedar's, Bf home.Then, we ate pork chop @Atoy's Pork Chop. We like to eat. hahaha Never ending eating and chatting. Last venue was at my friend's house, we just said "Hi" and left afterwards because it's late and I need to go home. hihihi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-1404673573779893492?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1404673573779893492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/07/dark-of-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1404673573779893492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1404673573779893492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/07/dark-of-moon.html' title='Dark of the Moon'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bPYlxItdZts/TiuaMNbipDI/AAAAAAAAAXk/BMyxcXovvzQ/s72-c/tic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-6567234291621275233</id><published>2011-06-28T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:25:55.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Zenkie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Baptismal of Baby Zenkie,. At the reception, we started playing and taking picture of my friend's Itouch. It was really funny and enjoying. We're like children playing with a toy. We're also a little camwhoring as you can see below our few pictures.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dNTZNWzIZ3k/TimIbZjNkCI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zcF1488JP7E/s1600/zenkie+%252818%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dNTZNWzIZ3k/TimIbZjNkCI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zcF1488JP7E/s640/zenkie+%252818%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm always blurred coz im the one holding the Itouch.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OHKzpsHGyHI/TimIeKp2qnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Y87LCr_qTaM/s1600/zenkie+%252821%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OHKzpsHGyHI/TimIeKp2qnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Y87LCr_qTaM/s640/zenkie+%252821%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;me and kathy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v3U0LyFTB6c/TimIe6ooh8I/AAAAAAAAAXc/cx5PL8GAY68/s1600/zenkie+%252822%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v3U0LyFTB6c/TimIe6ooh8I/AAAAAAAAAXc/cx5PL8GAY68/s640/zenkie+%252822%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;BFFs and Jhoewana&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-od81I8WNM1M/TimIfd6QJWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/JlehCXwG6Xg/s1600/zenkie+%252823%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-od81I8WNM1M/TimIfd6QJWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/JlehCXwG6Xg/s640/zenkie+%252823%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the cutie baby zenkie, is he so adorable?? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am officially a godmother to this baby. He is so heavy. hahaha I mean cute and sweet little boy. I hope he will grow as her mother with a strong will and kindness in his heart. I hope to see Zenkie soon! Mwahhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-6567234291621275233?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6567234291621275233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/zenkie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6567234291621275233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6567234291621275233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/zenkie.html' title='Zenkie'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dNTZNWzIZ3k/TimIbZjNkCI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zcF1488JP7E/s72-c/zenkie+%252818%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-8739487553570213821</id><published>2011-06-25T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:43:50.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><title type='text'>Before The Rain Drops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a late outing for summer with my best ever college friends, which we call ourselves BOYS. We act like boys when we were with each other. hehe Seriously, we do. With them I learned how to be more adventurous in life and how to have fun. Since our graduation, we seldom see each other because of different work schedules but every time we have a chance, we go and grab it. Like this one!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Overnight at Agudo's Residence in Bulacan a.k.a. "BUKID". I love staying at their house. I feel at home since day one. hehehe The day we arrived, we decided to have a night swimming @ 8waves. We actually waited for a few hours for the half price of the cottage. We ate snack at pancake house. Then, the TAPTAP REVENGE Tournament happened. We really enjoyed swimming and of course! the never-ending-kwentuhan with each and everyone. I miss them so much!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&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/-WCq9WxuDaAI/ThRYo8cFk5I/AAAAAAAAAW0/lXavUnmgcmQ/s1600/IMG_1962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WCq9WxuDaAI/ThRYo8cFk5I/AAAAAAAAAW0/lXavUnmgcmQ/s640/IMG_1962.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kirby the cat, the maarteng cat.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&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/-pvXaemwKODM/ThRYr929_kI/AAAAAAAAAW4/aUUjCLDOVDY/s1600/IMG_1970.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pvXaemwKODM/ThRYr929_kI/AAAAAAAAAW4/aUUjCLDOVDY/s640/IMG_1970.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before going to 8 waves. That's me!&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/-PWn4g1_pyU8/ThRYwE7481I/AAAAAAAAAW8/xOI90Lx-eCk/s1600/IMG_1981.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PWn4g1_pyU8/ThRYwE7481I/AAAAAAAAAW8/xOI90Lx-eCk/s640/IMG_1981.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;In front 8 waves, time to splash beybe!&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/-2y-VhVAN6vk/ThRYxdG5V2I/AAAAAAAAAXA/-twg7cuwrTU/s1600/taptap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2y-VhVAN6vk/ThRYxdG5V2I/AAAAAAAAAXA/-twg7cuwrTU/s640/taptap.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The TAPTAP REVENGE Tournament@the lobby.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIM8Hz_Eq9I/ThHFV-kD4QI/AAAAAAAAAWo/VyINdwoEkb0/s1600/IMG_1970.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jY8m7T-HJkw/ThHFa54POgI/AAAAAAAAAWs/BT2KxE6Jz4Q/s1600/IMG_1981.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j1JaSwa5m0I/ThHFHyNYsTI/AAAAAAAAAWg/YjpIyEvy2KY/s1600/bulacan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ojRZUHOxTqA/ThRYi2_GaMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/85dHtL3FvUY/s1600/bulacan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ojRZUHOxTqA/ThRYi2_GaMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/85dHtL3FvUY/s640/bulacan.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before and after sequence mode -- time to go home.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I always have this&lt;i&gt; BITIIN&lt;/i&gt; feeling every time it's time to go home. The best time ever was at the bus on our way home. Many funny moments happened and formed. For example, the &lt;i&gt;MAASIMIANS&lt;/i&gt;, the streets were remembered and the food trip. Afterwards, it's time to say goodbye and take different paths on our way home. However, don't worry we still have a lot of time to be together. Looking forward to bond again with them! Miss them. &amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-8739487553570213821?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8739487553570213821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/before-rain-drops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8739487553570213821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8739487553570213821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/before-rain-drops.html' title='Before The Rain Drops'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WCq9WxuDaAI/ThRYo8cFk5I/AAAAAAAAAW0/lXavUnmgcmQ/s72-c/IMG_1962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-1291381152134643769</id><published>2011-05-20T16:30:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T09:17:46.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Brother's Burger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One Tuesday afternoon, I'm sick. hehehe I did not went to my work for that day. Instead, I went to Brother's Burger with Him. Lunch time! Two hungry cuties went to Brother's Burger to eat juicy charbroiled burgers. OMG! Look at my order, it's huge. hahaha Santa Fe burger for me, with potato wedges and sprite on the side. It really made my stomach full. Look at his order below, it made me a little bit embarrassed. :)) &lt;i&gt;Ang laki ng order ko, PG (patay-gutom much?). haha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2CgEiAjvCIU/TfR5Raia2AI/AAAAAAAAAWU/8RBWkpBxDWA/s1600/IMG_1951.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2CgEiAjvCIU/TfR5Raia2AI/AAAAAAAAAWU/8RBWkpBxDWA/s640/IMG_1951.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Santa Fe Burger - My order&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sT98HI1sC4s/TfR5Ty0mpCI/AAAAAAAAAWY/qCVWeORb_ZY/s1600/IMG_1952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="374" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sT98HI1sC4s/TfR5Ty0mpCI/AAAAAAAAAWY/qCVWeORb_ZY/s640/IMG_1952.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brother's Burger&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Qlka9I37_I/TfR5WZYujzI/AAAAAAAAAWc/-IQYf-IXxKE/s1600/IMG_1953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Qlka9I37_I/TfR5WZYujzI/AAAAAAAAAWc/-IQYf-IXxKE/s640/IMG_1953.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yummmmmyyyy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Afterwards, we went to the mall to watch a movie. The weird thing was almost all of the people were senior citizens. Anyways, it was a fun day! :) If you want to check out the site of Brother's Burger, here is the site... &lt;span class="f"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.brothersburger.com.ph/"&gt;www.&lt;b&gt;brothersburger&lt;/b&gt;.com.ph&lt;/a&gt;/)&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-1291381152134643769?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1291381152134643769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/brothers-burger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1291381152134643769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1291381152134643769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/brothers-burger.html' title='Brother&apos;s Burger'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2CgEiAjvCIU/TfR5Raia2AI/AAAAAAAAAWU/8RBWkpBxDWA/s72-c/IMG_1951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-2096193879363127310</id><published>2011-05-15T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T21:04:16.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Thank you! so much...</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X7m_X24AY_c/TfR1K_O8bZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/J3FJywUO04s/s1600/IMG_1880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X7m_X24AY_c/TfR1K_O8bZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/J3FJywUO04s/s640/IMG_1880.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Red Lipstick from Etude&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U_TXD_9sb8Q/TfR1NzHedrI/AAAAAAAAAWM/TS8OLj0yTBE/s1600/IMG_1891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U_TXD_9sb8Q/TfR1NzHedrI/AAAAAAAAAWM/TS8OLj0yTBE/s640/IMG_1891.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Red dress and lace jacket from Forever 21&lt;/td&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;&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/-T-9L0MnFMy0/TfR1QjdAYuI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/gApkJAHB1JE/s1600/IMG_1933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T-9L0MnFMy0/TfR1QjdAYuI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/gApkJAHB1JE/s640/IMG_1933.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flowers from special someone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My 21th Birthday was a success. Another good news was the gifts. My mom gave me money to buy a dress from any store I wanted for my celebration. I looked everywhere and the store that caught my attention was in FOREVER 21. Every time I am in any F21 store, I have this overwhelming feeling. I can't decide where to go. I dunno what to pick because I like every item they have. My final decision is I got the sailor red dress and the black laced jacket. I also received a red lipstick and lipstick base by Etude from my mom's friend. Thank you for the flowers and letter and for everything I have not mentioned! Thank you so much! It's all appreciated. Till my next birthday party! yey!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-2096193879363127310?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2096193879363127310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/thank-you-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2096193879363127310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2096193879363127310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/thank-you-so-much.html' title='Thank you! so much...'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X7m_X24AY_c/TfR1K_O8bZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/J3FJywUO04s/s72-c/IMG_1880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-8724274767240528412</id><published>2011-05-14T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T23:34:33.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><title type='text'>We PARTY Like 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My birthday celebration! The original plan was GIRL's NIGHTOUT! Plans do change. This was one of the unexpected ones. I can't imagine that I can party with both of my high school and college friends at the same night. This was really one of the rare occasions. Who would thought? All of us had a blast on that night. Booze, dance floor and friends are the perfect ingredients of a FUN-BIRTHDAY-CELEBRATION! yeahhh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qg8ZwpzFPuk/TeZ1JYlvkjI/AAAAAAAAAVw/D3iRrkOT8Vk/s1600/encore+%252819%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="482" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qg8ZwpzFPuk/TeZ1JYlvkjI/AAAAAAAAAVw/D3iRrkOT8Vk/s640/encore+%252819%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just arrived. =)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4yB-2TIrtM/TeZ1Lh92UNI/AAAAAAAAAV0/dEjNx5qNHFY/s1600/encore+%252840%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4yB-2TIrtM/TeZ1Lh92UNI/AAAAAAAAAV0/dEjNx5qNHFY/s640/encore+%252840%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bacardi apple and coke&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2G-h-6mdmac/TeZ1NYGEcWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/elcQbLAe1S8/s1600/encore+%252891%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2G-h-6mdmac/TeZ1NYGEcWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/elcQbLAe1S8/s640/encore+%252891%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheers! Straight up and feel the music. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_OT6OLUTo7M/TeZ1OwdOEXI/AAAAAAAAAV8/zD7m_X6DFec/s1600/encore+%2528224%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_OT6OLUTo7M/TeZ1OwdOEXI/AAAAAAAAAV8/zD7m_X6DFec/s640/encore+%2528224%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Find me. hihihi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ccgpmJcCRsg/TeZ1PnclqSI/AAAAAAAAAWA/T9gart8iko8/s1600/encore1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ccgpmJcCRsg/TeZ1PnclqSI/AAAAAAAAAWA/T9gart8iko8/s640/encore1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group pictures! :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2YkA1sRvj1s/TeZ1P3xcvLI/AAAAAAAAAWE/zp4bu9LxHjw/s1600/encore2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2YkA1sRvj1s/TeZ1P3xcvLI/AAAAAAAAAWE/zp4bu9LxHjw/s640/encore2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;PARTY!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I reserved the couch of the night. Informed them. Reminded them to bring IDs. I realized that planning an event was very exhausting but it was a success. Arrived @encore around 10pm, waited for some of my friends until we were complete. We ordered two or three Bacardi apple and 1 liter of Jose Cuervo for the whole night. It helped us to dance all night and party like a rockstar. Seeing my friends having fun is really big deal for me. At the same time, I am happy too. Those people who I imagine they won't have fun or enjoy partying at the club, were the ones I saw really having a good time. I'm surprised. It means I can invite them again to party with us! Cool right? I have now an official party friends. It will be easy to invite them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm thankful for those who help me made this happen. Thank you! To my friends and love ones, I love you big time. SUPER ENJOY! Let's plan for the next party scene! woooo! I love you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-8724274767240528412?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8724274767240528412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-party-like-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8724274767240528412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8724274767240528412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-party-like-2012.html' title='We PARTY Like 2012'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qg8ZwpzFPuk/TeZ1JYlvkjI/AAAAAAAAAVw/D3iRrkOT8Vk/s72-c/encore+%252819%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-6771033762532206427</id><published>2011-05-12T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T22:42:39.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>I'm Twenty-One</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/-RjzBYjZw9PM/TeUhrxqvZhI/AAAAAAAAAVU/S889E658wEk/s1600/IMG_1869.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="448" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RjzBYjZw9PM/TeUhrxqvZhI/AAAAAAAAAVU/S889E658wEk/s640/IMG_1869.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the chocolate - too bad i have sore throat :|&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/-7Q_YUFdIELg/TeUhtlTdzdI/AAAAAAAAAVY/lEkk43aXvfc/s1600/IMG_1871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Q_YUFdIELg/TeUhtlTdzdI/AAAAAAAAAVY/lEkk43aXvfc/s640/IMG_1871.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;blowing the candle&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Birthday to me! I have been living on this world for twenty-one years now. It seems to be easy, fun and enchanting but every life has its own problems, difficulties and struggles. I am thankful I survived. Now,  I am a year older and wiser. I learned a lot from the experiences I have encountered thru out the years. I am still young; I still do need to improve on myself and on my outlook in life. I will never stop thanking God for such a wonderful life. He made me to be a stronger and independent person. He let me realize how magnificent to live with His grace and glory. Without Him I am nothing. He is a true provider. I am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom bought a birthday cake for me. The next day will be my day! CELEBRATION! Stay tuned on my next entry.... TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-6771033762532206427?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6771033762532206427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-twenty-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6771033762532206427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6771033762532206427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-twenty-one.html' title='I&apos;m Twenty-One'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RjzBYjZw9PM/TeUhrxqvZhI/AAAAAAAAAVU/S889E658wEk/s72-c/IMG_1869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-2570572435254477811</id><published>2011-05-09T00:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T00:57:48.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainy day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfortunate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mother's Day is a special day for all the mom, mama, mommy, moma, inay, nanay, momsy or whatever you call your mother, it is her day. This is a day to celebrate and acknowledge the presence of all mothers in the world. To thank them for carrying us for 9 months in their wombs, for all the sacrifices, for supporting us in our daily needs and just for making us a live here on earth is worth thanking for. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;This day, me and my mom went to Cavite to celebrate it with our family. My auntie slash godmother cooked some traditional Arabic and Filipino dishes. Yummm.. We ate, talked and played with my cousins or whatever we want we did. Mainly, we ate food almost every other hour. TAKAW mode. Sorry Guys. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jO-86w2lXAs/TeZoWoBW0qI/AAAAAAAAAVg/swiimU3rb8o/s1600/IMG_1826.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jO-86w2lXAs/TeZoWoBW0qI/AAAAAAAAAVg/swiimU3rb8o/s640/IMG_1826.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stopped by @Conti's to bought a cake for them.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jrh63P6BkOU/TeZoY_3yeYI/AAAAAAAAAVk/WB9R2dVIV_w/s1600/IMG_1830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jrh63P6BkOU/TeZoY_3yeYI/AAAAAAAAAVk/WB9R2dVIV_w/s640/IMG_1830.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cake. YUMMMYY.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p4u-UiPqfck/TeZoceIExFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/y1trve-vz6U/s1600/IMG_1849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p4u-UiPqfck/TeZoceIExFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/y1trve-vz6U/s640/IMG_1849.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kapsa Chicken Rice - Arabic food home made.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: inherit; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9LKeIYKu6Q/TeZoexIfLYI/AAAAAAAAAVs/CB_FDeOXL9o/s1600/IMG_1858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9LKeIYKu6Q/TeZoexIfLYI/AAAAAAAAAVs/CB_FDeOXL9o/s640/IMG_1858.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going home. Stuck. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;Another catch in my entry, we were stranded for almost 2 to 3 hours in SM sucat because of the heavy rain and flood. GEZ! Hassle. Instead of going home and resting, we were bored and scared the same time. My mom used all the possible way to avoid the flood. She succeed while a fell asleep all the adventure she had. We don't want to happen this any more! BOO rain! BOO you! :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-2570572435254477811?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2570572435254477811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2570572435254477811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2570572435254477811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jO-86w2lXAs/TeZoWoBW0qI/AAAAAAAAAVg/swiimU3rb8o/s72-c/IMG_1826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-8721818643047446737</id><published>2011-04-23T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T15:37:22.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Good Friday 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good Friday is the day when Jesus was crucified. For the commemoration of His death, Roman Catholics always have what you called "&lt;i&gt;Prusisyon&lt;/i&gt;". It is when people mourn for his death, people walk as a sacrifice with the saints.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Usually during prusisyon, I am with my grandmother but since last year she can't walk far enough because of her aching back or hips. *signs of old age* hehehe This year, I decided to contact my friends (since grade school) to join me. I texted them, some of them replied, I am thankful they're willing to accompany me thru out the night. Yey! one of the saint was owned by the family of my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XSuYXqZ0goE/TcAogYUo0QI/AAAAAAAAAU4/LdtjcTQwmM8/s1600/IMG_1592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XSuYXqZ0goE/TcAogYUo0QI/AAAAAAAAAU4/LdtjcTQwmM8/s640/IMG_1592.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8S1QamYlOIE/TcAok9-wv_I/AAAAAAAAAU8/jrQLoSGpapc/s1600/IMG_1600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8S1QamYlOIE/TcAok9-wv_I/AAAAAAAAAU8/jrQLoSGpapc/s640/IMG_1600.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sta. Maria De Betania&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/-b8HCCabsxw4/TcAonjKcsNI/AAAAAAAAAVA/omStm_bWsbg/s1600/IMG_1601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="572" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b8HCCabsxw4/TcAonjKcsNI/AAAAAAAAAVA/omStm_bWsbg/s640/IMG_1601.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;San Juan&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/-S_7mVgGPUmg/TcAotHqTB0I/AAAAAAAAAVI/9db2bU9bBpk/s1600/IMG_1677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S_7mVgGPUmg/TcAotHqTB0I/AAAAAAAAAVI/9db2bU9bBpk/s640/IMG_1677.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;People who joined the &lt;i&gt;Prusisyon&lt;/i&gt; - this was the time we took the shortcut to watch the prusisyon from the start till the end. Then, we saw another friend and invited us to her grandmother's balcony.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uYO7Z8Fbzv4/TcAovV2163I/AAAAAAAAAVM/xTCDUHlgPtQ/s1600/IMG_1728.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uYO7Z8Fbzv4/TcAovV2163I/AAAAAAAAAVM/xTCDUHlgPtQ/s640/IMG_1728.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the &lt;i&gt;prusisyon&lt;/i&gt;, the crowd were busy taking pitures, praying or getting the flowers from the saints. &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/-fTC49AbcWFo/TcAox9YKn2I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/GSbE2dTRxPo/s1600/IMG_1735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="346" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fTC49AbcWFo/TcAox9YKn2I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/GSbE2dTRxPo/s640/IMG_1735.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From a far..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Moreover, I saw my family in the plaza, they just watched. When time to go home, I stayed for a while and chill at my friend's house after the event. We ate spaghetti, chit-chat and catched up with each other. I love holy week! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-8721818643047446737?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8721818643047446737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-friday-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8721818643047446737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8721818643047446737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-friday-2011.html' title='Good Friday 2011'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XSuYXqZ0goE/TcAogYUo0QI/AAAAAAAAAU4/LdtjcTQwmM8/s72-c/IMG_1592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-8896522438752558021</id><published>2011-04-22T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T16:53:58.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Visita Iglesia (Tagaytay to Cavite)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every Holy Thursday, our family have started a tradition to go to different churches to pray the station of the cross until we complete it. It is usually called &lt;i&gt;Visita Iglesia.&lt;/i&gt; This time we went far from our usual route. We headed to Tagaytay to Silang to Dasmarinas and to Gen. Trias, Cavite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rvryTvabW00/TcAe-53u_8I/AAAAAAAAAUY/HPt3L5QUpaw/s1600/IMG_1468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rvryTvabW00/TcAe-53u_8I/AAAAAAAAAUY/HPt3L5QUpaw/s640/IMG_1468.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First stop was in Caluruega, Nasugbu-Tagaytay.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F_lSgzQoIyo/TcAfI213ojI/AAAAAAAAAUc/aTwAJ3XF2TY/s1600/IMG_1535.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F_lSgzQoIyo/TcAfI213ojI/AAAAAAAAAUc/aTwAJ3XF2TY/s640/IMG_1535.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;San Lourdes, Tagaytay.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KddzgfpdCUo/TcAfUtFHnjI/AAAAAAAAAUg/rN3xbnV5XL4/s1600/IMG_1549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KddzgfpdCUo/TcAfUtFHnjI/AAAAAAAAAUg/rN3xbnV5XL4/s640/IMG_1549.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pink Sister, Tagaytay.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pheyADPcmKA/TcAferUMgJI/AAAAAAAAAUk/LGjTceYSqwA/s1600/IMG_1553.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="438" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pheyADPcmKA/TcAferUMgJI/AAAAAAAAAUk/LGjTceYSqwA/s640/IMG_1553.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angel's Hill, Tagaytay&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xyj2ZruMLsw/TcAfooQtUnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/nNGkRF6ZQ4Y/s1600/IMG_1575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="452" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xyj2ZruMLsw/TcAfooQtUnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/nNGkRF6ZQ4Y/s640/IMG_1575.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silang, Cavite&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yt1YnFmm6Lg/TcAfr8_b0CI/AAAAAAAAAUs/YA70YfMMFf8/s1600/IMG_1578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yt1YnFmm6Lg/TcAfr8_b0CI/AAAAAAAAAUs/YA70YfMMFf8/s640/IMG_1578.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dasmarinas, Cavite&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HDxgMCpNKbk/TcAfuOXlHvI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Qy_Y2EKhA5o/s1600/IMG_1582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="438" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HDxgMCpNKbk/TcAfuOXlHvI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Qy_Y2EKhA5o/s640/IMG_1582.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our beloved church @ Gen. Trias, Cavite (last stop over)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q1m5t5lZdfU/TcAfvbFmt-I/AAAAAAAAAU0/LfUrAca1LuU/s1600/stataions.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q1m5t5lZdfU/TcAfvbFmt-I/AAAAAAAAAU0/LfUrAca1LuU/s640/stataions.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Station of the Cross - Incomplete Picture. Sorry. Tee-hee :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Visita Iglesia with my family was really an enjoyable activity. I am always looking forward for this every year. Not only a bonding moment with my family but also time to heal and rejuvenate our relationship with God our Almighty Father. It is a time to repent and be sorry for our sins.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-8896522438752558021?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8896522438752558021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/visita-iglesia-tagaytay-to-cavite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8896522438752558021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8896522438752558021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/visita-iglesia-tagaytay-to-cavite.html' title='Visita Iglesia (Tagaytay to Cavite)'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rvryTvabW00/TcAe-53u_8I/AAAAAAAAAUY/HPt3L5QUpaw/s72-c/IMG_1468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-1337373848384768681</id><published>2011-04-09T23:39:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T10:43:27.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Forever Starts Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the last couple of months I have been eying for the opening of Forever 21 in SM Makati. Finally, it's here! No need to go to SM Megamall, I live in the down south so it much convenient for me and to the others people who lives near Makati area. The day of the opening was really "PANIC BUYING MOMENT", people were all over the place. I want to buy something but the line on the cashier was so long. My patience was not long for that day so I decided to go back next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXd_yKmxRf8/TbRQv9zTDWI/AAAAAAAAATs/HRbf3zMp1Kc/s1600/Photo0500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXd_yKmxRf8/TbRQv9zTDWI/AAAAAAAAATs/HRbf3zMp1Kc/s640/Photo0500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A picture from my phone. - 1st day of forever 21&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0PRsBGyHsM/TbRQwgsYApI/AAAAAAAAATw/x35bJe4Q1Ic/s1600/shades.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0PRsBGyHsM/TbRQwgsYApI/AAAAAAAAATw/x35bJe4Q1Ic/s640/shades.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunglasses with leopard print on the sides.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I went back, people were still on the process of panic buying. I also joined them and bought my new pair of sunglasses. Yes! a new one. I don't have enough time so I haven't bought any clothes. Till next time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-1337373848384768681?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1337373848384768681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/forever-starts-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1337373848384768681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1337373848384768681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/forever-starts-now.html' title='Forever Starts Now'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXd_yKmxRf8/TbRQv9zTDWI/AAAAAAAAATs/HRbf3zMp1Kc/s72-c/Photo0500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-2159660174136985402</id><published>2011-04-04T12:11:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T12:19:36.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Definition of Love by  Andrew Landon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love is a funny thing. You expect it to be easy. You expect it to be a  world of roses and laughs and perfect moments that you find only in  movies. You expect her to always say the right thing, and always know  exactly how you feel, or exactly how to react to it. You expect her to  calm you down when you’re yelling or to chase you when you run away. You  expect so much that you feel entirely, and utterly defeated when  something doesn’t exactly match up with all your plans. But that’s the  thing. Love isn’t a plan. It doesn’t have a certain beginning and it  certainly has no end or visible finish line to those deeply in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love happens; it is so incredibly messy. People around you can’t  comprehend why you do the things you do, or why you fight so hard for  something that seems to cause you so much pain, because simply, they  can’t see. They can’t see the invisible ring of insanity that surrounds  you when you’re in love. It’s inconvenient and painful and devastating  at times, but we can’t live without it. What you don’t learn is how hard  love is. How much work it takes. How much of ourselves we have to put  into it. How it isn’t worth it until we are complete and utter idiots  about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love isn’t her calming you down when you yell. It’s her yelling, just  as loud, just as hard, right back at you, right in your face to wake  you up and to keep you grounded. It isn’t her/him bringing you roses  everyday or cute things that make your relationship appear more  presentable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It’s after a long fight, that drains the life and bones right out of  you both, and yet her showing up at your door the next morning anyway.  It’s not her saying all the right things or knowing exactly how to  handle you. So no, it’s not her caressing your hair and telling you  everything is going to be alright. It’s her standing there, admitting  she’s just as scared as you are. You have to remember that with love,  you’re not the only one involved. You’ve unknowingly put your life, your  heart into the palms of another persons hands and said, here. Do what  you will. Mash it into mince meat. Or forget I ever handed it to you. As  long as you have it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It makes us crazy. It makes reality invisible and it erases all the  lines that we shouldn’t cross. Because love isn’t about fencing  ourselves in; feeling safe, feeling sure about the future. It’s about  scaring the shit out of every nerve in our body, but pushing forward  anyway. Because all the fighting and all the tears and all the  uncertainty is worth it. And it’s a hell of a lot better, than being  100% happy without someone to show us that there is a world of a  difference between feeling ‘happy’ and feeling whole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Source:&lt;a href="http://thelonelysombrero.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt; http://thelonelysombrero.tumblr.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-2159660174136985402?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2159660174136985402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/definition-of-love-by-andrew-landon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2159660174136985402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2159660174136985402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/definition-of-love-by-andrew-landon.html' title='Definition of Love by  Andrew Landon'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-3907965971647058457</id><published>2011-04-01T21:47:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T22:11:41.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Zebra Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0d-K-FeXz4/TZx0XFNnDnI/AAAAAAAAATo/VJUH-jWlHG8/s1600/Swatch-Zebra-Day_0x440.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0d-K-FeXz4/TZx0XFNnDnI/AAAAAAAAATo/VJUH-jWlHG8/s640/Swatch-Zebra-Day_0x440.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I'm on my way to my office, I saw an advertisement along Edsa about this zebra print watches from Swatch. Love at first sight. I want! I will add this to my wish list for my birthday. So to anyone, friends, family, classmates, tumblrista or special love ones. Hi! I'll be ecstatic to received one for my birthday. It's either the blue or the pink one, alright? Clear? hihihihi. I'm in love with wild prints! Yes. I am. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-3907965971647058457?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3907965971647058457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/zebra-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3907965971647058457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3907965971647058457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/zebra-day.html' title='Zebra Day!'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0d-K-FeXz4/TZx0XFNnDnI/AAAAAAAAATo/VJUH-jWlHG8/s72-c/Swatch-Zebra-Day_0x440.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-5409504226657761766</id><published>2011-03-30T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T14:17:41.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Happy Graduation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY GRADUATION TO BATCH 2010-2011!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Congratulations to&amp;nbsp; all graduates! Welcome to a new world! For all the grade school students, who will be entering high school this June, enjoy this part of your life. High school will be one of the memorable days of your life. For all the high school students, who will be college this school year, prepare yourself it will be one heck of a ride. College should be taken seriously it will prepare you for the real world but of course! Don't forget to have fun, meet new friends and explore new things. For all the college students, who will be entering the corporate world, I welcome you to the the real world. Life is just starting. This is reality. You are now in charge of your life like ME? hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Anyways, it's my sister graduation. I took a vacation leave to be her photographer. I did not expect that my other batch mates will be there too, so instead of just watching the program I catch up with them. A little talk here and there. Thanks to them, I was not bored. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2KBcN551gbU/TZf72PyNMRI/AAAAAAAAATU/uaRQErJ9p14/s1600/IMG_1172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2KBcN551gbU/TZf72PyNMRI/AAAAAAAAATU/uaRQErJ9p14/s640/IMG_1172.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister on our way to her school.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tHcx5tPaibg/TZf79T3kxyI/AAAAAAAAATY/eqm24Vk51XM/s1600/IMG_1180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="414" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tHcx5tPaibg/TZf79T3kxyI/AAAAAAAAATY/eqm24Vk51XM/s640/IMG_1180.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;with her classmates&lt;/td&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;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YR_7Xig3ook/TZf8ITN6XxI/AAAAAAAAATg/XYxas_7Mebk/s1600/IMG_1269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="334" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YR_7Xig3ook/TZf8ITN6XxI/AAAAAAAAATg/XYxas_7Mebk/s640/IMG_1269.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;After her graduation. Gave her a bouquet of flowers. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bMrtZum1bwM/TZf8DT6e58I/AAAAAAAAATc/nc6h4NsVGmQ/s1600/IMG_1267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="408" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bMrtZum1bwM/TZf8DT6e58I/AAAAAAAAATc/nc6h4NsVGmQ/s640/IMG_1267.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister and my proud mom.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My sister graduated grade school. She has an award, "BEST STAGE PERFORMER". She likes to join almost all the activities. Pabida! :)) Then, she also sang The Climb with her classmate during the graduation ceremony. Guess what? I did not recognized that it was her so I did not took a video of it. Sorry, my bad! :c After the graduation, we ate at Pancake House. Actually our first plan was in Hap Chan but my mom passed by and did not recognized it, I am very hungry so the nearest resto I saw was Pancake house. Then, we saw an artista. I know his first name is Jake but we can't remember his last name. Damn! his HOT! :)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-5409504226657761766?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5409504226657761766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-graduation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5409504226657761766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5409504226657761766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-graduation.html' title='Happy Graduation!'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2KBcN551gbU/TZf72PyNMRI/AAAAAAAAATU/uaRQErJ9p14/s72-c/IMG_1172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-1550428133601802894</id><published>2011-03-22T21:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T12:17:08.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Momma's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We celebrated her birthday a day earlier. It's Eat-All-You-Can day! Woooh. Another cheat day, because I'm on a diet. Seriously, I'm on a diet. Believe me or not, it's really me on a diet expect for that day.hehehe We ate at Yakimix in Hobbies of Asia (Macapacal). For almost an hour, we waited. Yes, we're the first on the waiting list that is why we stayed. Many Koreans, Chinese and Japanese were also dinning in that place. The opening hours for Yakimix is 11am-2pm then they resume at 6pm-11pm. My mom, sister and I were on time, 6 o'clock to be exact we arrived. On the other hand,we just can't believe how fast people came in, we ended up on a waiting list but it's really worth the wait.&lt;/div&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/-YdCtgr9Zszg/TY9EEZ0F5TI/AAAAAAAAATA/wfFm8AxfEcQ/s1600/IMG_1115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YdCtgr9Zszg/TY9EEZ0F5TI/AAAAAAAAATA/wfFm8AxfEcQ/s640/IMG_1115.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the venue&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KLkifH_pYbQ/TY9EYpWRkxI/AAAAAAAAATE/B0sIldEDnFY/s1600/IMG_1121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KLkifH_pYbQ/TY9EYpWRkxI/AAAAAAAAATE/B0sIldEDnFY/s640/IMG_1121.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;raw food&lt;/td&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;&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/-L82AXJjKhpQ/TY9EyKd7NaI/AAAAAAAAATI/H-OF-QEOG9E/s1600/IMG_1122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L82AXJjKhpQ/TY9EyKd7NaI/AAAAAAAAATI/H-OF-QEOG9E/s640/IMG_1122.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;cooking in our own table&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/-TuGe59JKxBQ/TY9FF2CwrKI/AAAAAAAAATM/fNM7fW62BU4/s1600/IMG_1124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TuGe59JKxBQ/TY9FF2CwrKI/AAAAAAAAATM/fNM7fW62BU4/s640/IMG_1124.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;plate no. 1 - with maki, beef and tofu&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/-Hfa_zsKXazI/TY9FZN-NAPI/AAAAAAAAATQ/KY-eg2VG9po/s1600/IMG_1138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hfa_zsKXazI/TY9FZN-NAPI/AAAAAAAAATQ/KY-eg2VG9po/s640/IMG_1138.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;for dessert - ice cream and a slice of orange juice.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was so full I can't even explain the feeling. Gluttony day for us. Too much of Japanese and Korean food. I think I won't eat for few months especially in a Japanese Restaurant. Until now I can feel the feeling of a bloated stomach, close to puking and hard to breathe. haha. TAKAW ko kasi. Well, no one can blame me. It's eat all you can resto so what should I do? Eat like a construction worker and taste all the cuisine. Yeah! the only way to enjoy food is to explore the goodness of taste that burst in our mouth. Happy Eating! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-1550428133601802894?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1550428133601802894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/mommas-birthday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1550428133601802894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1550428133601802894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/mommas-birthday.html' title='Momma&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YdCtgr9Zszg/TY9EEZ0F5TI/AAAAAAAAATA/wfFm8AxfEcQ/s72-c/IMG_1115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-2328826126029682209</id><published>2011-03-17T23:25:00.059+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:44:28.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>New Starbucks Logo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first encounter with the new Starbucks logo. It's cool to see it. I did not recognized it until one of my friends told me. :)) I was busy that time listening and talking with them. Of course, I told myself, "I need to blog this!!!" *then took pictures of the new logo* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RX-0xsqsswc/TYoRL5qY8nI/AAAAAAAAASw/Z8TtYKMdKLo/s1600/IMG_0971.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RX-0xsqsswc/TYoRL5qY8nI/AAAAAAAAASw/Z8TtYKMdKLo/s640/IMG_0971.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Chai Latte - Iced&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-y7jkP8SjwcI/TYoRaHBU08I/AAAAAAAAAS0/IX7S52KQRK8/s1600/IMG_0976.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-y7jkP8SjwcI/TYoRaHBU08I/AAAAAAAAAS0/IX7S52KQRK8/s640/IMG_0976.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cakepops! Very sweet!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HDYD3b_pM_Y/TYoRl6BGqrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Zjr3KDR0RKQ/s1600/IMG_0986.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HDYD3b_pM_Y/TYoRl6BGqrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Zjr3KDR0RKQ/s640/IMG_0986.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;New Logo!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we hang around SB we usually just chill then talk then talk then zip then talk. hahaha In short, catching up with the events happening in our lives. Cool. I love talking and learning from the experiences of other people they help us to be more cautious. It can also help us to have a better decision in life. Agree? That's why I enjoy long conversation with different people, with different culture and with different aspect in life. It can make us to be a well-rounded person and it can establish our communication skills. Coffee time. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-2328826126029682209?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2328826126029682209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-starbucks-logo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2328826126029682209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2328826126029682209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-starbucks-logo.html' title='New Starbucks Logo'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RX-0xsqsswc/TYoRL5qY8nI/AAAAAAAAASw/Z8TtYKMdKLo/s72-c/IMG_0971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-2185162641299227806</id><published>2011-03-15T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T23:03:51.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Wavy or Straight?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not scared of changing my hairstyle. I have done short to long or wavy to straight hair but one major dilemma is, "What suits me the best?". For these pass few months I am coping the hairstyle of Saab Magalona. hahaha Yes, I am a fan of her hair. Messy but in a good way. On the other hand, I am not Saab, who can carry a messy hair with confidence. That's why I am giving Saab a two thumbs up! Rock on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-f-CL_4SzYgs/TYoGLkDh1YI/AAAAAAAAASs/CYvu4RiISbk/s1600/DSC02656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-f-CL_4SzYgs/TYoGLkDh1YI/AAAAAAAAASs/CYvu4RiISbk/s640/DSC02656.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is with rocking the wavy hair. Sooner it became EPIL FAIL.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;A few days ago, I have decided to straighten my hair. I went to the salon and I told them I want a Volume Rebond NOW!!! haha They have the promo, "Any length for only *insert price here*", so I save a little money on the side. As of now, I'm loving my hair. Want to see my new and improved hair?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warning: seducing daw! :))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DeeWVNe7yBM/TYoE5WddhMI/AAAAAAAAASk/9xrKll9gX5U/s1600/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DeeWVNe7yBM/TYoE5WddhMI/AAAAAAAAASk/9xrKll9gX5U/s640/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My DP (display picture) on facebook.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-o84-G7Ts_4Q/TYoEsv23q6I/AAAAAAAAASg/IgfP3952vBo/s1600/Snapshot_20110313_15.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-o84-G7Ts_4Q/TYoEsv23q6I/AAAAAAAAASg/IgfP3952vBo/s640/Snapshot_20110313_15.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Landi pose! :)))))&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So what do you think? Wavy or straight hair? hmmmm.. Feel free to give your comments! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-2185162641299227806?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2185162641299227806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/wavy-or-straight.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2185162641299227806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2185162641299227806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/wavy-or-straight.html' title='Wavy or Straight?'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-f-CL_4SzYgs/TYoGLkDh1YI/AAAAAAAAASs/CYvu4RiISbk/s72-c/DSC02656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-8940575167809097866</id><published>2011-03-13T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T22:38:17.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leadership training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Pray for Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The calamities that happened to Japan was very devastating. I saw the tsunami hit Japan live via live stream on the internet. We were all busy working by that time, then suddenly one of my officemates saw the live stream and all of us were very shocked. It's like I am watching a movie, an end-of-the-world kind of movie. It's so surreal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Earthquake - 8.9 magnitude. It made the day a bit faster for some split seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tsunami - water ate the island of northeaster of Japan. Almost more that 10,000 were found dead, some are still missing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Fire -&amp;nbsp; burning buildings and industrial factories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Radiation - from the nuclear power plant that is overheating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Natural calamities lately were too much as we expect. It's all happening in a blink of an aye and everything is exaggerated. Is this the way for mother nature to take revenge? To let us pay for the damages that human being has done for her? We need to cooperate and unite to hear the cry of mother nature to us. We need to change our ways and live our lives. We will never know what will happen next. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-8940575167809097866?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8940575167809097866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/pray-for-japan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8940575167809097866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8940575167809097866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/pray-for-japan.html' title='Pray for Japan'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-8744998364175246503</id><published>2011-03-02T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T23:07:33.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Bonding Time # 01: Spending A Day with Therese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The last day of February was spend with Therese (a friend from college and my forever seatmate), the night before we were at her sister's debut. I was included in the 18th treasures. I enjoyed the party. I'm like superwoman that night, living a double life because at the same time there was an event here and there. Gaad. I'm good. I juggled them like a boss. hahaha Tere decided to stay at our house for the night. We kept on talking and catching up with our lives. We ended up talking until 3 o'clock or 4 o'clock in the morning. Talkative? Yes, we are! Never ending stories. Our energy was low and we decided to sleep. Then, continued talking from the moment we woke up. Ate breakfast, watched "EASY A", ate lunch, watched funny videos from YouTube "Rich Kid" and took photos from my web cam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-m6m8zP3g7UY/TXjlUGKZDeI/AAAAAAAAASM/KmG6pvYGrzQ/s1600/Snapshot_20110228_5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-m6m8zP3g7UY/TXjlUGKZDeI/AAAAAAAAASM/KmG6pvYGrzQ/s640/Snapshot_20110228_5.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wala pa yan ligo ligo. :)) Guess who??&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="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-PNouSk071_A/TXjlUwePsrI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nflhhDV2KYs/s1600/Snapshot_20110228_10.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-PNouSk071_A/TXjlUwePsrI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nflhhDV2KYs/s640/Snapshot_20110228_10.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;RAWR!!!&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="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-y9MC1MqWPJo/TXjlV3orQkI/AAAAAAAAASU/p23UotU1MFk/s1600/Snapshot_20110228_11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-y9MC1MqWPJo/TXjlV3orQkI/AAAAAAAAASU/p23UotU1MFk/s640/Snapshot_20110228_11.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;with ate lasengera haha&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="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3sXbU_vfZI8/TXjlWgTpD7I/AAAAAAAAASY/scv6Zi7lkwQ/s1600/Snapshot_20110228_26.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3sXbU_vfZI8/TXjlWgTpD7I/AAAAAAAAASY/scv6Zi7lkwQ/s640/Snapshot_20110228_26.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;BBbrrrr!!! COLD! with scarfs pa!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost internet connection for a long period of time. It's also getting late, she went home. It's been a while since I have a bonding time "one-on-one" with Therese! I miss you guurrl!&amp;nbsp; See yah around. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-8744998364175246503?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8744998364175246503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/bonding-time-01-spending-day-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8744998364175246503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8744998364175246503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/bonding-time-01-spending-day-with.html' title='Bonding Time # 01: Spending A Day with Therese'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-m6m8zP3g7UY/TXjlUGKZDeI/AAAAAAAAASM/KmG6pvYGrzQ/s72-c/Snapshot_20110228_5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-4323874014272529136</id><published>2011-02-28T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T10:21:04.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><title type='text'>Nevershoutnever! The Maine &amp; We The Kings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jona and her high school friend went to the venue earlier that day. I just came two hours before the concert starts. Thanks to Jona! We have seats reservation for A-card holder. (Flash-redial-flash-redial until someone will answer --&amp;nbsp; number one secret of expects. hahaha) Guess what? the line was a disaster. The teenage fans were all cranky enough to push people just to be the first to enter the venue. Mayhemmmm strikes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EfBpbYIlXcQ/TXOwbEHMc1I/AAAAAAAAAR8/pghCtVh6zKE/s1600/IMG_0441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EfBpbYIlXcQ/TXOwbEHMc1I/AAAAAAAAAR8/pghCtVh6zKE/s640/IMG_0441.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entrance -- 2hours earlier&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qQUHFhiUbXQ/TXOw-_UXroI/AAAAAAAAASA/8aVdUUsm-M4/s1600/IMG_0473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qQUHFhiUbXQ/TXOw-_UXroI/AAAAAAAAASA/8aVdUUsm-M4/s640/IMG_0473.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nevershoutnever! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-K0cepoy6i10/TXOxJoVAOyI/AAAAAAAAASE/o33vswPcLAI/s1600/IMG_0500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-K0cepoy6i10/TXOxJoVAOyI/AAAAAAAAASE/o33vswPcLAI/s640/IMG_0500.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;People from the VIP section&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QyyvTlxBHk4/TXOxSJT1MeI/AAAAAAAAASI/lpv0FMh9Kv4/s1600/IMG_0509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="342" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QyyvTlxBHk4/TXOxSJT1MeI/AAAAAAAAASI/lpv0FMh9Kv4/s640/IMG_0509.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Maine&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We met new concert buddies. They were only high school students. I felt a little ashamed and asked myself, "Am i too old for this??" haha I had fun! :) Lucky day for jona because&amp;nbsp; someone let us use one of his extra VIP ticket and I was the chosen one. Instead of me, I gave it to jona! I think she enjoyed and she deserved it because she is a number-one-fan-of-WE THE KINGS!!! Yeah. Rock on!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-4323874014272529136?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4323874014272529136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/nevershoutnever-maine-we-kings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4323874014272529136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4323874014272529136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/nevershoutnever-maine-we-kings.html' title='Nevershoutnever! The Maine &amp; We The Kings'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EfBpbYIlXcQ/TXOwbEHMc1I/AAAAAAAAAR8/pghCtVh6zKE/s72-c/IMG_0441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-3504699545333418198</id><published>2011-02-23T22:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T00:16:39.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>It's Never Too Late for An Exchange Gift</title><content type='html'>Due to our busy schedule, we had our BFF exchange gift super late. It's two months ago since Christmas but we still have our holiday hangover that's why we still continued to give our gifts for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Kt5KGFpspqk/TXOkXGQhDbI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ptBiYjZKSa0/s1600/DPP_0052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Kt5KGFpspqk/TXOkXGQhDbI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ptBiYjZKSa0/s640/DPP_0052.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Locker and Hand Sanitizer for Kathy. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-oGVQeB-QVZk/TXOkPBIqGnI/AAAAAAAAARw/8hRDdTpjLYQ/s1600/DPP_0051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-oGVQeB-QVZk/TXOkPBIqGnI/AAAAAAAAARw/8hRDdTpjLYQ/s640/DPP_0051.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;BFF John with his "BEEP BEEP" shirt from from us (Kathy and Me).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-A9PJgkQYHP4/TXOkf9HCV2I/AAAAAAAAAR4/wYau0RUu_hY/s1600/DPP_0054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-A9PJgkQYHP4/TXOkf9HCV2I/AAAAAAAAAR4/wYau0RUu_hY/s640/DPP_0054.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got a bicycle necklace and hand sanitizer. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;TRIVIA: You know why I receive a bicycle necklace? Because I don't know how to ride a bike. BOO! I'm such a loser. hahaha I can only ride a bike with training wheels on it. hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our dinner at Tapa King, we went to starbucks to catch up and just chill. GOOD TIMES. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-3504699545333418198?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3504699545333418198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-never-too-late-for-exchange-gift.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3504699545333418198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3504699545333418198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-never-too-late-for-exchange-gift.html' title='It&apos;s Never Too Late for An Exchange Gift'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Kt5KGFpspqk/TXOkXGQhDbI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ptBiYjZKSa0/s72-c/DPP_0052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-793666598736673186</id><published>2011-02-22T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T00:08:23.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Free Taste of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I woke up around 5am because I am going to jog with my two friends at The Fort. I am not used to exercise for a long period of time. Seriously, I had a hard time breathing. Geezz. I think, I'm really overweight. I felt I'm obese person running around High Street. Weak! I'm such a weakling. I need to trim those cellulite in my effin fatso body, that's why I decided to come with them to jog. I'm thankful I have someone like them, very supportive. Note to myself: Start to have healthy life and exercise more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the jogging event, my favorite part of this day, when we went to Mercato. It's like I've signed for the wrong program, because we ate. Is it weight gain program? haha Anyways, I have enjoyed eating. It's a passion. Especially, the free taste. Who would not resist to take a little taste of everything?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0EveoQPD_74/TWkHAMqJiII/AAAAAAAAARg/by2zJiF1IR0/s1600/DPP_0032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0EveoQPD_74/TWkHAMqJiII/AAAAAAAAARg/by2zJiF1IR0/s640/DPP_0032.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Salad? -- Yemmy! =)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yfkZ1vCryHo/TWkHHzxQ-9I/AAAAAAAAARk/ErYUx4N7XZ0/s1600/DPP_0034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="382" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yfkZ1vCryHo/TWkHHzxQ-9I/AAAAAAAAARk/ErYUx4N7XZ0/s640/DPP_0034.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simple Pia. It taste good.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-AO4rGz94GWg/TWkHNlTO4pI/AAAAAAAAARo/d-cfJo6n5pY/s1600/DPP_0042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-AO4rGz94GWg/TWkHNlTO4pI/AAAAAAAAARo/d-cfJo6n5pY/s640/DPP_0042.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elmo's food -- Salad and Pie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-reZzFXXoH_M/TWkHRTneoVI/AAAAAAAAARs/_InAsGBRpNQ/s1600/DPP_0043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-reZzFXXoH_M/TWkHRTneoVI/AAAAAAAAARs/_InAsGBRpNQ/s640/DPP_0043.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My food -- Tapa (Angus Beef) with fried egg and rice.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yummy food! I love to eat. Besides, it's morning and breakfast time. I have a free pass to eat like a king. hohoho I enjoyed jogging, eating and catching up with my friends (Kathleen and Elmo). We should do this more often. Healthy lifestyle! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-793666598736673186?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/793666598736673186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/free-taste-of-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/793666598736673186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/793666598736673186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/free-taste-of-life.html' title='Free Taste of Life'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0EveoQPD_74/TWkHAMqJiII/AAAAAAAAARg/by2zJiF1IR0/s72-c/DPP_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-5879555285663734359</id><published>2011-02-16T21:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T23:53:20.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Post Valentine's Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As always, before and after Valentine's day there will be always a celebration. It's either my sister's birthday or my cousin's birthday. Besides that, my auntie and uncle also celebrates their birthdays this month of February. I think every week, there is a celebration No reason to be sad on Valentines day. As of now, I'm anti-Vday. hahaha Don't ask me why. Because I'll give 101 reasons why. Anyways, my sister turned twelve after Valentine's day. I bought her a white forest cake from Red Ribbon and my mom ordered some food from Ambers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQfHyE5n-CE/TWZ4IiTXAPI/AAAAAAAAARU/DgZx7uD2vK8/s1600/IMG_0320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQfHyE5n-CE/TWZ4IiTXAPI/AAAAAAAAARU/DgZx7uD2vK8/s640/IMG_0320.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;White Forest (Red Ribbon)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KUNVLv79SXs/TWZ4a4_cmnI/AAAAAAAAARc/YQpURHksjgM/s1600/IMG_0333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KUNVLv79SXs/TWZ4a4_cmnI/AAAAAAAAARc/YQpURHksjgM/s640/IMG_0333.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine -- only 4 people ate those food. :))&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&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;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DZ_HDJ5YJEc/TWZ4Pl4EhcI/AAAAAAAAARY/vRZEB1NRT5k/s1600/IMG_0327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DZ_HDJ5YJEc/TWZ4Pl4EhcI/AAAAAAAAARY/vRZEB1NRT5k/s640/IMG_0327.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the birthday girl &lt;/td&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;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have a large appetite that night. Sabi nga nila.. "ANG TUNAY NA CHICKS, NAKAKATATLONG EXTRA RICE...!"&amp;nbsp; hahahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-5879555285663734359?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5879555285663734359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-valentines-celebration.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5879555285663734359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5879555285663734359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-valentines-celebration.html' title='Post Valentine&apos;s Celebration'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQfHyE5n-CE/TWZ4IiTXAPI/AAAAAAAAARU/DgZx7uD2vK8/s72-c/IMG_0320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-3145568515185221133</id><published>2011-02-16T00:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T10:49:54.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Finally, My First</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you believe in "love at first sight"? Well, I do. I remember the time I saw you. I fell in love in just a snap. You made me want you more. Then, as the day goes by I suddenly have the urge to have you badly in my arms. I just can’t stop thinking about you, almost every day and every night. You are present in my freaking mind. Why? Why did you let me? Now, my day is incomplete without thinking of you. Is this too much? I guess it is. I am putting destiny into my hands. I should succeed. I will. I am doing my best to be by your side. It took me awhile to figure out all of this mayhem. I thought I will never have you. Through hard work, patience and prayers, I have received such a wonderful gift. I am totally thankful for it. I thought dreams will stay as a dream but I am wrong. I can say... “I am blessed to have you now here.”&amp;nbsp; Finally, my search is over.&amp;nbsp; We can share memories together. Explore new things. Have the heart-pumping-adrenaline-rush adventures. See the beauty of the world in high definition. Those days will be worth it. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, I'm talking about him. My super love. I gave him a name Maxx. Yez! So cute right, fits him well. I'm actually talking about my new Canon 550d or in North America it is known as Rebel T2i or in Japan it is known as EOS Kiss x4. My first ever dslr, my friends really know that I want this badly. Yes I do.. So I save up for a couple of months. Then, I met a direct importer of Canon named Grace. She offers a great package with big discounts. Instead of paying 49 thousand bucks in the mall, I saved up more or less 10 grand . See? I'm so thankful. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/-Qcjlj8Vf62w/TVlaA6vXBJI/AAAAAAAAARI/HErlCN8hCEw/s1600/IMG_0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qcjlj8Vf62w/TVlaA6vXBJI/AAAAAAAAARI/HErlCN8hCEw/s640/IMG_0007.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The box. &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/-AfT-YtAXgkQ/TVlaKvpMOHI/AAAAAAAAARM/TE4fFk-MqnA/s1600/IMG_0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AfT-YtAXgkQ/TVlaKvpMOHI/AAAAAAAAARM/TE4fFk-MqnA/s640/IMG_0015.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Canon EOS Kissx4. -- Lets call him Maxx. &amp;lt;3 &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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WV-h68OA6Pg/TVlb3bvIwVI/AAAAAAAAARQ/WoneaGDrpXI/s1600/IMG_0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WV-h68OA6Pg/TVlb3bvIwVI/AAAAAAAAARQ/WoneaGDrpXI/s640/IMG_0005.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maxx in Action. (*butterflies in my stomach*)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, I can say February is LOVE MONTH. Loving this moment. I can't wait to bring him in those special occasions. Iiiiiyyyeee. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-3145568515185221133?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3145568515185221133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/finally-my-first.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3145568515185221133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3145568515185221133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/finally-my-first.html' title='Finally, My First'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qcjlj8Vf62w/TVlaA6vXBJI/AAAAAAAAARI/HErlCN8hCEw/s72-c/IMG_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-8519249569806498244</id><published>2011-02-12T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T22:55:09.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>A Cheezy Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, today? I just bummed around in our house. The coffee time with friends were postponed due their own appointment. Unfortunately, I don't have any back-up plan. After lunch, my mom went to her friend's house while my sister has a ballet class every Saturday. So I end up at home alone, not really alone but I'm like alone. Whatever. Moreover, I decided to watched "The Vampire Diaries". Will you believe that I spent my 6 whole hours just watching some parts of "The Vampire Diaries" (Season 1)? You should.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uPbEBKbQDDk/TVbNEg2DkgI/AAAAAAAAARE/nHcHcOv3MdI/s1600/IMG_0294.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uPbEBKbQDDk/TVbNEg2DkgI/AAAAAAAAARE/nHcHcOv3MdI/s640/IMG_0294.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So cheezy, I just can't bite it. hahaha&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When the time, I suddenly felt hunger. I rush to our kitchen cabinet to find something to eat. Then, I found the Cheezy Mac &amp;amp; Cheese. It's ready to cook. I'd microwave it. Ta-daaa! Time to eat. My first bite was awesome. On the other hand, the second spoonful of Cheezy Mac &amp;amp; Cheese, was not-so-like-the-first-one. Eew! I realize if I throw them away, I will waste a lot of food. I think and think. What's wrong with this food? Hmmm.. It lack something. *light bulb appeared*.. BACON!!! I cooked BACON! hahaha Success! I finished all of the food. Now, I won't feel guilty anymore. :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-8519249569806498244?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8519249569806498244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/cheezy-saturday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8519249569806498244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8519249569806498244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/cheezy-saturday.html' title='A Cheezy Saturday'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uPbEBKbQDDk/TVbNEg2DkgI/AAAAAAAAARE/nHcHcOv3MdI/s72-c/IMG_0294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-7805955342994804336</id><published>2011-02-10T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T01:44:21.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Pasinaya '11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pasinaya 2011 is a CCP (Cultural Center of the Philippines) open house festival, where it was open for public last February 6,2011. Many talented Filipinos showcase their brilliant performance here. One of them is my sister. Damn! I'm proud of it. haha Every year or every other year the ballet school of my sister were always invited to dance ballet. Yes! she's into classical music and I am not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nOxL7m-gHTU/TVavaqTqpJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Ce1Ubqeklu0/s1600/IMG_0218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="419" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nOxL7m-gHTU/TVavaqTqpJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Ce1Ubqeklu0/s640/IMG_0218.JPG" width="640" /&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 to bulwagan something (sorry forgot the name of the room). hehehe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &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/-IrsLSkYCyOA/TVav_stpSXI/AAAAAAAAARA/J2v0J9g953c/s1600/IMG_0227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="377" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IrsLSkYCyOA/TVav_stpSXI/AAAAAAAAARA/J2v0J9g953c/s640/IMG_0227.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;shoot me now. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It started around 4 o'clock to 5 o'clock in the afternoon. It is just a short performance from them. Compare to the other shows I have been. gad.. It was long. hahaha Thank God! We were not late. I thought we won't be able to watched their performance because of slight misunderstanding and difficulties. Then again, thanks to one of the mommies, who talked with the people handling the venue. They let us entered without any tickets. Cool right!?! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;During the show:&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gl93lnb30b0/TVavdfYDF3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/86g8lF-T13Y/s1600/cats11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gl93lnb30b0/TVavdfYDF3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/86g8lF-T13Y/s400/cats11.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 nutcracker&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/-e1JFGxcZTn8/TVavcCGnnbI/AAAAAAAAAQw/2Cm87k_gFOk/s1600/cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e1JFGxcZTn8/TVavcCGnnbI/AAAAAAAAAQw/2Cm87k_gFOk/s1600/cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my sister&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On our way to the parking lot:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OArlpkdt1Ds/TVavoXgtNxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/gJnn_Uok8Hc/s1600/IMG_0222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OArlpkdt1Ds/TVavoXgtNxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/gJnn_Uok8Hc/s640/IMG_0222.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;with the ticket&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D07KP9FcfE4/TVav4rV4HQI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_X9Sb96vso8/s1600/IMG_0223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D07KP9FcfE4/TVav4rV4HQI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_X9Sb96vso8/s640/IMG_0223.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;look! my hand it's there. :))&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After the show, we went to the mall of asia to eat dinner and to bought some stuff. Then, we went home. Well, on June my sister will have another recital on CCP. I think they haven't decided yet if its "hanzel or gretel" or "sugar plum princess". I'll upate you soon. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-7805955342994804336?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7805955342994804336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/pasinaya-11.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7805955342994804336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7805955342994804336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/pasinaya-11.html' title='Pasinaya &apos;11'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nOxL7m-gHTU/TVavaqTqpJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Ce1Ubqeklu0/s72-c/IMG_0218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-7657203803984534881</id><published>2011-02-07T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T17:12:03.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Date A Girl Who Reads by Rosemarie Urquico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;(In Response to Charles Warnke’s&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/dont-date-a-girl-who-reads/"&gt;You Should Date An Illiterate Girl.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book. Buy her another cup of coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Ulysses&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;she’s just saying that to sound intelligent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She has to give it a shot somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt;series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are. You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Or better yet, date a girl who&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;writes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-7657203803984534881?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7657203803984534881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/date-girl-who-reads-by-rosemarie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7657203803984534881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7657203803984534881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/date-girl-who-reads-by-rosemarie.html' title='Date A Girl Who Reads by Rosemarie Urquico'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-4610688217023229477</id><published>2011-02-05T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T01:02:43.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinoy'/><title type='text'>MTV Cribs with Manny Pacquiao's Mansion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/uHh91Ru3wP4/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uHh91Ru3wP4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uHh91Ru3wP4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pinoy Pride! Manny "Pacman" Pacquiao's house was featured on MTV Cribs, a tv show that features about the cool and amazing mansions of famous celebrity. Compare to the other houses of famous celebrity, I think his house is a little bit simple but it has this cool fire place in his swimming pool. It could be a running water by day and a fireplace by night. He has a lot of pictures in his house. I like the painting in his dinning area, it's him imitating the pose of San Lorenzo Luis (not sure or santino?hahaha). Overall, thumbs up! love it. I'm proud for him. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-4610688217023229477?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4610688217023229477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/mtv-cribs-with-manny-pacquiaos-mansion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4610688217023229477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4610688217023229477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/mtv-cribs-with-manny-pacquiaos-mansion.html' title='MTV Cribs with Manny Pacquiao&apos;s Mansion'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-6582650445503124224</id><published>2011-01-31T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T10:33:09.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Green Hornet on a Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUbYvazrkBI/AAAAAAAAAQc/yVg88_W_o_Y/s1600/The-Green-Hornet-2011-123656.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUbYvazrkBI/AAAAAAAAAQc/yVg88_W_o_Y/s320/The-Green-Hornet-2011-123656.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yey! We watched Green Hornet last Saturday. Before watching the movie, we were at the baptismal of the first born child of my mom's friend. We ate lunch then straight to the mall. "GREEN HORNET 3D".. I think this is my first movie for 2011. It's really funny! Let's just say I'm one of the people, who laughs aloud while watching this movie. I love action with a little bit of comedy on it. I recommend this movie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seth Rogen -- he's funny in many ways. He makes me laugh even in his simple lines that's what I can call comedian. The spoiled, party animal and egocentric person he is in the movie, he gave justice on it. From the start till the end, he wins my attention by of course making me laugh. I've seen him from the movie "Knock Up", he changed in drastic ways. He lose weight and looks good on him. &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Don't stop to parteh!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jay Chou -- the super talented side kick of Green Hornet a.k.a. KATO. He's hot! Damn! hahaha I'm looking forward to see him in Hollywood. Their tandem is perfect. He should be the protagonist of the movie. He has the killer moves. His character suits him. I want Green Hornet part 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUbfKqkCxuI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uOEJJpZZyH8/s1600/Photo0452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUbfKqkCxuI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uOEJJpZZyH8/s320/Photo0452.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="justify"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;me plus my sister, on our way...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;br /&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: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUbeRa6tn-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/T2PzYroedFs/s1600/Photo0457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUbeRa6tn-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/T2PzYroedFs/s320/Photo0457.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;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Serenitea -- Milk Tea, nata de coco, 75% sweetness&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&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;I am a movie buff. I love movies. Therefore, next time I will post my own version of&lt;br /&gt;"MUST-WATCH-MOVIES-2011". This will be fun. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-6582650445503124224?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6582650445503124224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/green-hornet-on-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6582650445503124224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6582650445503124224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/green-hornet-on-saturday.html' title='Green Hornet on a Saturday'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUbYvazrkBI/AAAAAAAAAQc/yVg88_W_o_Y/s72-c/The-Green-Hornet-2011-123656.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-6887953022325269343</id><published>2011-01-20T21:32:00.062+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T22:54:38.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>First Clubbin' for Twenty-Eleven</title><content type='html'>Last January 15, Saturday, I had fun with my high school friends @ REPUBLIQ, Resorts World. After long years, it's my first time to hang out with them again(well, some of them). I miss high school life. We danced all night till we drop. Yeah. I got freaky freaky with my ladies. hahaha Booze, music plus friends are the perfect equation for FUN.&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/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUV1CNGyHLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/PZqdi8Rid8I/s1600/republiq+%252897%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUV1CNGyHLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/PZqdi8Rid8I/s640/republiq+%252897%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're one of the early birds arrived. =)&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/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUV2Cx6canI/AAAAAAAAAQM/h_M7FkEv5wg/s1600/republiq+%252846%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUV2Cx6canI/AAAAAAAAAQM/h_M7FkEv5wg/s640/republiq+%252846%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bacardi 151 -- It never fails.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUV2E0veBAI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/xZFw6eXDs0g/s1600/republiq+%252880%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUV2E0veBAI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/xZFw6eXDs0g/s640/republiq+%252880%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baileys with Cherry on top.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUV3TMP9jsI/AAAAAAAAAQY/KTQdNn59-Ac/s1600/republiq+%252859%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUV3TMP9jsI/AAAAAAAAAQY/KTQdNn59-Ac/s400/republiq+%252859%2529.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUV3RF1nU9I/AAAAAAAAAQU/bMJtnxRjsvc/s1600/republiq+%252842%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUV3RF1nU9I/AAAAAAAAAQU/bMJtnxRjsvc/s400/republiq+%252842%2529.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We agreed that every month or if we are free, we're going to parteh!!! Cool! Lovin' that idea. We finished around 3am or 4am then, we had a Mcdo drive thru. All I can say, It was a heck of a night! =) Looking forward to see them again and to parteh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-6887953022325269343?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6887953022325269343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-clubbin-for-twenty-eleven.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6887953022325269343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6887953022325269343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-clubbin-for-twenty-eleven.html' title='First Clubbin&apos; for Twenty-Eleven'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TUV1CNGyHLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/PZqdi8Rid8I/s72-c/republiq+%252897%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-5074701181045221994</id><published>2011-01-10T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T22:14:57.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Happy 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello! Happy New Year! It's kinda late for the greeting. Well, what the heck! I don't care. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.. This is uberly late but I'll be "serious blogger" this year.  I have more time now than last year. So last December 31,2010 and January 01,2011... as always I spend my New Year with my fun and loving family. Here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TT7Vc8U2zTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/-7KmyKhkYn8/s1600/DSC02656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TT7Vc8U2zTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/-7KmyKhkYn8/s320/DSC02656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566120882683170098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME! waiting @ the car. Nah, just trying our luck to&lt;br /&gt; have good photos with my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TT7VcLgOpDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ebKXT65ONJI/s1600/new%2Byear11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TT7VcLgOpDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ebKXT65ONJI/s320/new%2Byear11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566120869577532466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is us. ME and FAMILY. and of course! FOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TT7VdPLle2I/AAAAAAAAAOw/T1HGorNjVOs/s1600/Snapshot_20101231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TT7VdPLle2I/AAAAAAAAAOw/T1HGorNjVOs/s320/Snapshot_20101231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566120887744559970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sister, mom, me &amp;amp; grandmother)&lt;br /&gt;*Web cam mode* my mom isn't ready. hohoho&lt;br /&gt;my grandmother is playing cool, posing with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TT7VckRMxtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/wviTYft1dig/s1600/DSC02650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TT7VckRMxtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/wviTYft1dig/s320/DSC02650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566120876225382098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my sister wanting a jump shot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's for now. I'll update my blog if ever I have new events in my life. Since I started to have a tumblr account, I became addicted to that site. Major reason why I haven't post anything fun lately. Soon! Don't worry, I'll recover. I'll start posting here and there again. I can do this. Have faith!  Hmm.. Wait, I think my blog needs a make over, right?! I'll do it this weekend, if ever I don't have some getaways with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-5074701181045221994?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5074701181045221994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5074701181045221994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5074701181045221994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-2011.html' title='Happy 2011'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TT7Vc8U2zTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/-7KmyKhkYn8/s72-c/DSC02656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-2025381972015463293</id><published>2010-12-02T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T14:39:33.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Day 30 — Mirror Mirror on the wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the prettiest of them all? Is it me? NOT! I’m not. Well, some people say I’m pretty but for me I’m just lucky to have good genes from my parents. I still need to improve a lot. Inside and outside. I need to lose a lot of weight. I’m happy for who I am. But I’m not contented physically. Like every girl encountering, I still have my insecurities. I’m trying and wanting for a better me. Just give me time and motivation. Soon I’ll be reborn. A new person… confident and successful. Looking forward for a better future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;reflection&lt;br /&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/1987434762589126058-2025381972015463293?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2025381972015463293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-30-mirror-mirror-on-wall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2025381972015463293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2025381972015463293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-30-mirror-mirror-on-wall.html' title='Day 30 — Mirror Mirror on the wall'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-6205602273701624849</id><published>2010-12-01T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T14:37:39.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Day 29 — The person that you want to tell everything to, but are too afraid to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you everything. Yes, true. But unfortunately you’re so busy with your life. I’m scared that you might not want to hear it. You don’t want to listen to every word I will blurt from my mouth. You might not like me after telling the story of my life. I want to share all the mishaps and adventures in my world. I want you to be part of it. Maybe soon or time might not come. However, I’m still not losing hope. I believe someday we’ll know everything about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&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/1987434762589126058-6205602273701624849?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6205602273701624849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-29-person-that-you-want-to-tell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6205602273701624849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6205602273701624849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-29-person-that-you-want-to-tell.html' title='Day 29 — The person that you want to tell everything to, but are too afraid to'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-4029871874437465841</id><published>2010-11-29T17:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:28:54.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Day 28 : Someone that changed your life</title><content type='html'>HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He’s truly my first and greatest love. No one can change it. He made my life amazing and wonderful. It may seem to be ordinary but it has extraordinary events. I am thankful in His every single ways to make me feel ecstatic to live for another day. For the second life, for the second chances or for whatever He gave me. I’m so glad; life without Him is meaningless, blunt and incomplete. When I talked about God, I’m speechless. His goodness is amazing and unconditional. Because of my faith in Him, I was changed. I decided to become a better person with hope and perseverance.  A life with God is a miracle. He find ways to make me feel better and be more positive in life. By recognizing your present, I always feel blessed and love. Thank you. I owe my life to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;child of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-4029871874437465841?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4029871874437465841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-28-someone-that-changed-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4029871874437465841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4029871874437465841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-28-someone-that-changed-your-life.html' title='Day 28 : Someone that changed your life'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-2153210034879172759</id><published>2010-11-25T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:26:00.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Day 27 : The friendliest person you knew for only one day</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remember the day I met you, it was my first day wearing my St. Paul uniform. Then, suddenly the LRT had a code yellow or code red, it means problem. I was really struggling wearing my uniform. Hahaha it was too girly and I need to be prime and proper, and I wasn’t like that. When I don’t know what to do and still figuring out how will I go to my school and I’m totally late for my first class. You showed up. Savior. It was really a blessing in disguise because I don’t know any alternative way. You came up to me and helped me. I’m just following you even though I don’t know your name. You even held my hand; I was like a lost kid, naive and uncertain in every action. Before I realize, it took me some time to ask your name. Funny though, I trusted you even I know nothing about you. Thank God for being kind and helpful. I can’t anymore recall your face or your name. However, this memory with you for a short period of time will last. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;someone thankful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-2153210034879172759?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2153210034879172759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-27-friendliest-person-you-knew-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2153210034879172759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2153210034879172759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-27-friendliest-person-you-knew-for.html' title='Day 27 : The friendliest person you knew for only one day'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-5385006753220568552</id><published>2010-11-22T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:20:16.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Day 26 : Pinky Promise</title><content type='html'>Actually I can’t remember because I don’t usually make a promise. As they always say, “Promises are meant to be broken.”&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-5385006753220568552?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5385006753220568552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-26-pinky-promise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5385006753220568552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5385006753220568552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-26-pinky-promise.html' title='Day 26 : Pinky Promise'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-3616808446460035373</id><published>2010-11-20T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T16:57:30.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Day 25 : The person you know that is going through the worst of times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Be strong. Never forget to pray. It can change everything. Just pray and trust God. If ever you want to talk to someone, I’m here. I’ll listen and I can be your shoulder to cry on. Cheer up! Everything will be alright have a little faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;someone you can lean on&lt;br /&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/1987434762589126058-3616808446460035373?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3616808446460035373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-25-person-you-know-that-is-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3616808446460035373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3616808446460035373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-25-person-you-know-that-is-going.html' title='Day 25 : The person you know that is going through the worst of times'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-4161348253422964767</id><published>2010-11-18T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T17:06:38.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Day 24 : The person that gave you your favourite memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously, I have a lot of fave memories, when I smile alone, sometimes random memories keep on flashing back again and again. I wish that I could still be there once more, reliving my life all over again without any regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the person, who are special to me that every time I imagine if I’ll lost them, I get emotional and my life will be a wreck. Yes, total wreck. I can’t afford losing them both. I’m not an affectionate person I know, but I want to express my love to them, to her and to him. I want to thank them. I’m and always grateful that they have been part of my life. I miss them. I love them so much. It took me some time to move on with my life before. I might not be the sweetest person but I’m trying to be for them. I want them to be proud and tell their friends that I’m now a grown lady. No one can replace them in my life, even my friends. I always pray for them to have a good health and long life. I want them to see how I’m now. I hope they’ll see me successful with my career, with my life and with my family. It breaks my heart whenever I miss them and how seldom I see them. I always have time for them. ALWAYS. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;daydreamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-4161348253422964767?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4161348253422964767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-24-person-that-gave-you-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4161348253422964767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4161348253422964767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-24-person-that-gave-you-your.html' title='Day 24 : The person that gave you your favourite memory'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-7422340584497780630</id><published>2010-11-16T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T16:46:03.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Day 23 : The last person you kissed</title><content type='html'>You’re such a good kisser. Good job! Keep it up. Hahaha just kiddin. Nah, I dunno what to say. Hmmm.. Good luck! I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;victim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-7422340584497780630?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7422340584497780630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-23-last-person-you-kissed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7422340584497780630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7422340584497780630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-23-last-person-you-kissed.html' title='Day 23 : The last person you kissed'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-890543250764248193</id><published>2010-11-15T16:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T16:41:16.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Day 22 :One more chance</title><content type='html'>Popoy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you really need a second chance? Well, maybe yes. Lemme think… OKEY! I hope you don’t waste it. I admit, I’m a person full of walls like Great Wall of China. It may take me so long to trust you again but if you’re really willing to cross that wall just to prove me you deserve the chance well I’ll give it to you fair and squire. But once I doubt your intensions, it will be longer than you think. It depends on situations, but time heals. You will never know, what might happen. I’m always willing to give another chance just don’t take advantage of it. Next time, I suggest you try harder. Keep hoping and believing, soon it will be your chance to change what was destroyed before. Then, it’s time to let go of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Basha =))&lt;br /&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/1987434762589126058-890543250764248193?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/890543250764248193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-22-one-more-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/890543250764248193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/890543250764248193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-22-one-more-chance.html' title='Day 22 :One more chance'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-5957042261748536161</id><published>2010-11-13T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T16:37:06.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><title type='text'>Day 21 : Someone you judged by their first impression</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dear someone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I’m guilty as charged. I guess I ‘m not the only one but mostly people do the same to other people. They judged the way they look, how they talk or how they act.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For me, first impression really doesn’t last, because 80% of first impression is your or my own judgment especially for the new persons in our lives. I can’t help to think maybe he’s like that or like this but then again after few talks and get together events. Now I can say it’s all wrong. I judge him or maybe I judged you easy that I didn’t gave you the chance to reveal the real you. I’m so sorry. That’s why we should stop judging people easily, who are we to judge, only God has the privilege to judge everyone. Not you, not me nor not us. Next time let us be careful and avoid the same mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;not a judge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-5957042261748536161?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5957042261748536161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-21-someone-you-judged-by-their.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5957042261748536161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5957042261748536161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-21-someone-you-judged-by-their.html' title='Day 21 : Someone you judged by their first impression'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-4897458284525634433</id><published>2010-11-11T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T09:24:45.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Day 20 : The one that broke your heart the hardest</title><content type='html'>Heartbreaker,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’ll tell you something, 3 words : 8 letters. “GO TO HELL!” hahaha joke. I’m happy now. I hope you’re not. Joke again.hehe Stop breaking hearts, it’s hard to mend someone’s heart. It may take days, months or even years so be careful please. It’s a fragile part of our human nature, always handle it with care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;heart&lt;br /&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/1987434762589126058-4897458284525634433?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4897458284525634433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-20-one-that-broke-your-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4897458284525634433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4897458284525634433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-20-one-that-broke-your-heart.html' title='Day 20 : The one that broke your heart the hardest'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-8173099639032453005</id><published>2010-11-10T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T09:22:27.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfortunate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><title type='text'>Day 19 : Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad</title><content type='html'>To all naggers and who complains a lot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One big letter F for you. Hahaha Go f*ck youselves! Sorry but it annoys me if someone nags about this and that then, keeps on complaining. I have an advice, go drown yourselves! Then, die! No one wants to hear your voice, complaining about everything and you keep on repeating it 45 million times a day. Geezz! Get a life! Seriously, once or twice is fine. Trice is tolerable but 45 million times is too much. Haha If you want change, so start acting than blurting words. Nothing will change if you’re motor mouth just keep on going. ACT deary. Is it clear?? Second, stop intervening with my life. I hate it. I have my own brains so I’ll use it to make my own decisions. Ok? Wag pakilamera. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;irritated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1987434762589126058-8173099639032453005?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8173099639032453005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-19-someone-that-pesters-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8173099639032453005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8173099639032453005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-19-someone-that-pesters-your.html' title='Day 19 : Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-2899204501298946533</id><published>2010-11-07T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T09:17:29.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Day 18 : The person that you wish you could be</title><content type='html'>Future me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  As of now, I have no idea what I want in my life. I need a direction. I must find a path that I’ll enjoy. I’m still figuring out what the heck I’m doing here on this revolving universe. Sometimes, I’ll realize I am really clueless of what am I doing. Blah, blah ,blah – best words to describe my life right now. BLAH! It’s fun but there are days that I’m such a BLAH! An explainable feeling. A feeling I can’t surely explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, time will reveal the missing parts of our lives. All prayers will be answered, if not, God has better plans for you, for us. Soon you’ll know what you want. Take it one step at the time. I’m still young as of now but maybe 10 years from now you’re the successful person you want to be. You have your own house, own car and own business. You’re good in what you’re doing so keep it up! I hope you have someone to spend your life with that time maybe I haven’t meet him or I haven’t realized it yet but soon, who knows. Life is so unpredictable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We love travelling so I’m sure you’ve been to many countries and places here in the Philippines. Never give up on exploring life. Sometimes, we need to pause for a break and look around and start appreciating every little blessing we received. Always have time for your family and for your friends and of course for God! Be thankful. Keep on praying, never stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay cheerful. Laugh out loud! Be adventures! Take a risk. No regrets. Patience is a virtue. Keep on believing and have faith. Stop hating, keep on loving. Watch out for your weight. Stop eating too much! Hahaha. Fight laziness! Run wild. Finally, less words more actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;present me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1987434762589126058-2899204501298946533?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2899204501298946533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-18-person-that-you-wish-you-could.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2899204501298946533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2899204501298946533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-18-person-that-you-wish-you-could.html' title='Day 18 : The person that you wish you could be'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-80250557896492444</id><published>2010-11-06T14:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T10:30:09.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Day 17 : Childhood friend</title><content type='html'>Hi childhood friend,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My memories with you was still vivid in my mind. Let's go back to memory lane...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Years ago, during my nene days, he was one of my playmates. I'll see him in our neighborhood, everytime my great grandparents will fetched me from my parents' house. I'll just roam around in their compound especially in the afternoon. Then, we'll started playing. Water guns, fish ponds, bikes or whatever a child can think of how to play with. Yeah. I think we've done that. It was so happy days. Care free days. I have a confession to make. I have a little crush on him. :))) (landi mode bata pa lang) I could till remember the day that he smile on me, when I was on my way home (nasa tric pa ko noon, elementary pa lang ako). The day of my 7th birthday, I still have the gift he gave to me. OMG! a purple shirt with a small pocket and plaided prints on the lower part of the shirt. hahaha I dunno, why i still can't give it to others. haha Memorable eh. It was 13 years ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, I don't have any news from you. My last time I knew, you're in the US for migration. I guess you have your wonderful life out there. Take care. I'm thankful that you've been part of my childhood days. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;your childhood playmate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-80250557896492444?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/80250557896492444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-17-childhood-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/80250557896492444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/80250557896492444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-17-childhood-friend.html' title='Day 17 : Childhood friend'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-6982858770741049288</id><published>2010-11-05T14:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T15:07:10.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Day 16 : Someone that’s not in your state/country</title><content type='html'>To my relatives far far away,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, what's up guys? I hope you're all okey. I'm fine here, don't worry about us. We loved to hear from you soon. Size 7 - shoes/ sandals/ flip-flops will do. hahaha sabay ganun. Basta ingat lang kayo lagi. We're looking forward sa pag uwi nyo at sa pasalubong nyo. Hurrayyyy! Miss na namin kayo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;your lovable kapuso/ kapamilya/ kabarkada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-6982858770741049288?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6982858770741049288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-16-someone-thats-not-in-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6982858770741049288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6982858770741049288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-16-someone-thats-not-in-your.html' title='Day 16 : Someone that’s not in your state/country'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-5964334891669469155</id><published>2010-11-04T14:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T15:07:01.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Day 15 : The person you miss the most</title><content type='html'>Missing person,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I miss you. I'm just wondering how busy are you in your life. I have a cellphone and of course you have yours but have you tried texting me? Have you tried to ask if I'm alright? If I'm not missing you? Geezz. We have facebook account and other ways to communicate why can't you do that. It's so easy.. Sometimes, I'm too tired to do the first move to reach out to you. Maybe, you don't want me no more in your life? What do you think? Too many answered question. But I'm still looking forward too see you soon. I miss u a lot. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;someone missing you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-5964334891669469155?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5964334891669469155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-15-person-you-miss-most.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5964334891669469155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5964334891669469155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-15-person-you-miss-most.html' title='Day 15 : The person you miss the most'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-1708852959041878498</id><published>2010-11-03T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T15:06:47.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Day 14 : Long Lost Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To my long lost friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Especially to the ones I  seldom talked to or we don't even have a communication with. I want to ask why? What happened? Maybe time just passed by so fast, we forgot each other. Sad. Whatever happens I'll be your friend till the end. Let's fill up the missing pieces of our lives. I'm ready to listen, talk, laugh or cry just like old times. I miss the days with you. I hope to see you soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;someone you drifted apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-1708852959041878498?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1708852959041878498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-14-long-lost-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1708852959041878498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1708852959041878498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-14-long-lost-friends.html' title='Day 14 : Long Lost Friends'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-8864687647613370185</id><published>2010-11-02T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T23:30:59.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Day 13 : For all my wrong doings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To All,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for everything. Please forgive me? whatever I've done. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Someone seeking for forgiveness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-8864687647613370185?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8864687647613370185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-13-someone-you-wish-could-forgive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8864687647613370185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8864687647613370185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-13-someone-you-wish-could-forgive.html' title='Day 13 : For all my wrong doings'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-7466449898941559130</id><published>2010-11-01T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T10:34:07.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Day 12 : Caused me a lot of pain</title><content type='html'>To hate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I despise your actions because it caused me pain, heartache, and shuttered dreams. You pushed me to a cliff without catching me. You let me fall. Then, you pretend you care until you slowly vanished into thin air. I’m injured. You left. This is me alone. Unsecured. Unloved. Confused. I was alone in this place of unknown. Imagining what if… why… or how it end up like this. Too much of uncertainty, I became too foolish to look out for answers. I kept on blaming myself… But I stop, then,  the time let me realized, you made me strong. Unfortunately, I became allergic to bullshit. I itch everytime, they’re near me. I sneeze when they talk. Thanks to you. I know how to prevent a virus like you. P.S. I hate u no more. Acceptance is the key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-7466449898941559130?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7466449898941559130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-12-person-you-hate-mostcaused-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7466449898941559130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7466449898941559130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-12-person-you-hate-mostcaused-you.html' title='Day 12 : Caused me a lot of pain'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-6277926424976566301</id><published>2010-10-27T17:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T23:28:36.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Day 11: A deceased person</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nida blanca&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gusto kita makausap! Alam mo bang affected akong tunay noong nalaman kong namatay ka na? natatakot kasi ako, feeling ko dadalawin mo ko. Pag tagal narealize ko na, hindi mo nga ko kilala. Adik lang! hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;matatakutin na bata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-6277926424976566301?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6277926424976566301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-11-deceased-person-you-wish-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6277926424976566301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6277926424976566301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-11-deceased-person-you-wish-you.html' title='Day 11: A deceased person'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-8200578726251651868</id><published>2010-08-11T00:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T10:32:45.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Day 10: Someone I don’t talk to as much as I’d like to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To my friends (in elementary, highschool, of course! college),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I miss you all. Years before, we almost talk to each other like everyday in our lives, we never thought it might end as easy as that. For the reason, that we need to go to different schools, I need to live here in P'que and so on and so on... First, in my adjusting period, I felt nostalgic and crazy thinking of all the moments we have together. As time pass, I need to move on and live a life. I found new friends, new crowd and new environment. We sometimes don't have time to talk to each other. I'm sorry. I keep in touch naman once in a while. Syempre, you have your life din. But if you're not busy, let me know. Lets bond with each other. hahaha I mean bonding tayo! If there's a way there's a will. True! Pag gusto ko talaga sumama, I'll find a way. Except kung may nauna na. You know, first come first service basis ang batayan sa gimick or kung saan feel ko mas masaya. Join ako! haha Even though, I don't see you as much I want to buti na lang nadyan ang FB. Makita ko lang you're smiling in your picture. I'm happy and communication is so much easy these days. We have internet, cellphone, FB and other technologies. There's no reason for not catching up. On the other hand, seeing you all in the flesh is much exciting and enjoying. I could hear your voices and all the famous banats that would make me laugh then cry at the same time (i miss those moments). Reminiscing the happy, sad, retard moments we've been thru. The undying funny tactics we can't stop doing and the heart to heart talks that always made our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       If only I'm rich, I'll buy a subdivision and we'll live next with each other. Party all the time! I imagine how life will it be. So fun! If I am bored I'll just press the door bell in your gate and ta-da. Bonding moments! How cool will it be, right? Anyways, i'm always here if you need someone to talk to. Call me, text me if you wanna reach me. Okey?! My lines are open 24/7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;someone missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/1987434762589126058-8200578726251651868?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8200578726251651868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-10-someone-you-dont-talk-to-as-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8200578726251651868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8200578726251651868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-10-someone-you-dont-talk-to-as-much.html' title='Day 10: Someone I don’t talk to as much as I’d like to'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-3420465461187865261</id><published>2010-08-10T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T07:22:38.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Day 9: Someone I want to Meet</title><content type='html'>Dear Someone, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;For now, I don't have any particular person, who I really want to meet, but I 'm hoping someone who will inspire me to do good. To motivate me in so many ways. To open my mind to the wonders of the world. Someone who will bring me closer to God. To teach me to be thankful from every blessings I'll receive. I don't care if it will be a HE or a SHE, as long as he/she will help and inspire me to be a better person. Maybe it might be my new officemates, new friends, random different person or someone famous (as if i have the chance). I know, everything has a purpose. Whoever you are. I'm here! excitedly waiting. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;someone ready to be inspired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-3420465461187865261?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3420465461187865261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-9-someone-i-want-to-meet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3420465461187865261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3420465461187865261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-9-someone-i-want-to-meet.html' title='Day 9: Someone I want to Meet'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-7244500372749408602</id><published>2010-08-09T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:58:01.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Day 8: Chatmate</title><content type='html'>Hey Chatmate,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's up chatmate! Hmmm.. Even though we just have Hi's and hellos in person but in the internet world. We're like bestfriend. hahaha Seriously, maybe because there're times that you know what I feel most of the days compare to my closest friends in real life. Thank you! In tough times, you make me feel sane, specially when I really really need someone to talk to. Thank you talaga! I appreciate your time and stories about anything. We're like crazy people when we are bangag or adik mode. We make our own fantasies that are so unbelievable! You make me laugh like a retard, (syempre i'm in front of the pc tapos i'm laughing my ass out.. ewan lang db?) You are so kind, promise! I can't believe we will be close. Sometimes you share about your life pati lovelife na din. Ang galing lang talaga! Minsan din, ako din. Sumeshare na din ako ng kwento about those guys, who's you know. Basta. hehe Sometimes, we also feel the same way. Depress depressan tayo pero mukhang mga baliw lang kasi anu-ano pa naiisip. We like to joke around. Paadikan lang ng reply at padamihan ng "HAHAHAHA"... See? close closesan na tayo! All I can say for now is THANK YOU! You'll be may favorite internet friend. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;your chatmate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-7244500372749408602?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7244500372749408602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-8-chatmate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7244500372749408602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7244500372749408602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-8-chatmate.html' title='Day 8: Chatmate'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-5149864732033082360</id><published>2010-08-08T05:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:05:27.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='byebye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Day 7 :  ex-crushes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear ex-crushes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. I don’t have an ex-boyfriend that’s why ex-crushes na lang, pangmadamihan labanan kase madami akong ex-crush.hahaha Alam nyo ba dati, ayoko ng mapuputi kasi naman I’m morena then when I reached college that’s the only time I appreciated the kaputiaan of guys. I like nerds. I’m into smart and funny guys, hindi lang handsome. Usually, I like it when they are confident with themselves. Minsan talaga yung mga ex-crushes ko mukhang ako lang nakakacrush. Yoko ng may kaagaw. Hahaha If I know that other girls are fancying him too. Hindi na ko nagiging crush pag tagal. It dependes. Number one stalker nyo din ako. Pag wala ako magawa pinupuntahan ko mga pages nyo sa FB tapos kinakausap ko picture nyo. Kinakamusta, oh dib a? Caring aketch. Nahihiya na ko. Lantad na lantad na dito pagiging stalker ko. Hehehe Yung iba, wrong timing ang dating kung kalian naman na kapagmove on na ko sa lahat lahat. Eepal, bigla kami magiging close. Nakakainis tapos eto na naman. Haha Pag I started to have feelings again, mawawala sya. Aaarrrggg. Pwede bang tayo na lang? para hindi na mahirap ang lahat. hahahaha joke joke joke. Yuck! Nadidiri ako sa mga pinagtatype ko. Anyways, I know all of you are happy with your lives, if the time comes you realize that we are meant to be. Just Call me, you know my number. =))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;your ex-admirer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1987434762589126058-5149864732033082360?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5149864732033082360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-7-ex-crushes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5149864732033082360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5149864732033082360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-7-ex-crushes.html' title='Day 7 :  ex-crushes'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-1609772008523043271</id><published>2010-08-07T05:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T22:55:11.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Day 6 : A stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heya Stranger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I’m a little snobbish when it is come to stranger. Because my parents or relatives always told me to “DON’T TALK TO STRANGERS!!!”, I will just obey and go on with my life. As I grow old, I realized that all of my friends were once a stranger in my life. Even the closest friend I ever had was a stranger. Come to think of it, we should not be afraid to welcome a stranger in our lives. Except for the stranger that is dangerous. Be careful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It’s nice to meet a stranger then suddenly will become huge part of our lives. We will learn from them and it might me a huge impact in our lives. So to you stranger! Hello! I’m willing to be a friend indeed! Welcome to my crazy crappyyy life! Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;another stranger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1987434762589126058-1609772008523043271?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1609772008523043271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-6-stranger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1609772008523043271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1609772008523043271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-6-stranger.html' title='Day 6 : A stranger'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-1084386467776757633</id><published>2010-08-06T11:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T22:14:59.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Day 5: Big Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dearest Big Dreams,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*Intro* Dreams are my reality nanananana... song yan! :)) Hey Dream! I wish someday you'll be my reality. I have a lot of dreams! Plenty plenty! Like to be a billionaire so freaking bad! Or to travel the world. Sometimes I wish I was born rich but then again. I'm happy with my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously, I'll enumerate 3 of my dreams.. First, to be with you? haha kiddin. Hindi yan first. Last. hahaha ano ba yan. Again again. My number one dream is to be an archiver with my career. I'll be a boss na pakape kape na lang tska sipol sipol and earn loads of money. If ever, I want my own business at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Second will be... To have my own house that is fully furnished. Nakainterior pa kung baga. haha Para hindi na ko NPA(no permanent address) Plus swimming pool and gym. Wow. Don't forget the home entertainment room. That's what I called "Dream House".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Third will be just simple... To have someone to share my dreams with... Aaaiiiyyeee! me ganun talaga! hahaha Para saan pa ang lahat ng blessing kung wala naman ako kashare, I'm I right or I'm super right?! Family in the future. Tipong ten years pa dapat yan! hehe I'm not rushing things. Mauna muna ang dapat mauna. Career at kayamanan. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God will be my decision maker. Actually, I let go of my dreams and I let God do His will. I know it will be the best. Come what may! I'm ready to be surprise. Only God knows. He will provide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;a dreamer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-1084386467776757633?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1084386467776757633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-5-big-dreams.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1084386467776757633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1084386467776757633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-5-big-dreams.html' title='Day 5: Big Dreams'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-8616277656988948083</id><published>2010-08-05T10:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T22:11:21.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Day 4: Little Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dearest Little Sister,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have 9 years gap, I thought I would be the only child. You're young, talented and pretty. I hope you maximize your potential in the long run. Right now, you're so pasaway and number one bingi! hahaha Sana makinig ka sa mga kung anu-anong mangsinasabi namin sa iyo kasi madami ka pang hindi alam. Masama magmagaling. haha Habulin ka pa naman... habulin ng away! That's why we always tell you to be careful with your actions! Sometimes you don't know you're offending someone. Iyakin ka pa naman tska saksakan ng arte! :)))) (nilait daw un kapatid) Sobrang daldal na hindi ko maintindihan kung saan mapupunta un kwento mo. Whatever. Kahit inaapi kita at times gusto ko ako lang yun. If someone's doing the same to you, sumbong mo sa akin. Ako lang ang number one bully mo! Wag ka papabully sa iba. Masama yun. haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just study hard, tska dapat pag graduate mo ng highschool, pang UP yung grade mo para mura lang babayaran ko pag tagal tagal hehehe (kahit sa pagpapaaral kuripot pa din?) hehe Sundin mo lang sinabi ko magkakasundo tayo. Nako nako lang talaga. Umayos ka! hehehe Take care always and don't be afraid to try new things! Keep on praying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;your gorgeous sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-8616277656988948083?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8616277656988948083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-4-little-sister.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8616277656988948083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8616277656988948083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-4-little-sister.html' title='Day 4: Little Sister'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-1790596743072448646</id><published>2010-08-04T07:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T15:02:28.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Day 3: Parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dearest Parents,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Thank you for bringing me to this wonderful world. For letting me experience how to live and to be independent is very important to me. I can stand by my own. If time comes, pinalayas nyo na ko okey lang. haha I’ve been sometimes stubborn or maybe rude, I’m sorry. There are times I think you’re being immature or not understanding or considering my feelings. I might look like I’m strong outside but deep inside I’m weak. I need someone to let me know they appreciate my little or big efforts for being a good child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;To my father, you turned your back at your responsibilities, to your wife, to your daughters, in short to us. Its fine it made us strong. It made my mom to strive harder for us. I don’t have any grudges towards you. Every thing has its purpose. I appreciate that we still have a communication once in a while. But you almost miss my entire life. My only wish is DSLR ko. You told me graduation, last month of March, April pass by, June and July is over. August is now starting. Well, I'll stop expecting so there will be no disappointment. Right? hahaha But still wishing you come into your senses. Pray pray...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;To my mother, a big hug for you! Thanks for being there for us no matter what. Even I'm so lazy at times or so stubborn. I know I not an affectionate person, it stop when I grew up. I dunno. Maybe people around aren't like that affectionate too. We're like close friends at times. Sometimes I think, I'm more matured than you. haha You complain and nag about small or big things. It irritates me. If you don't want to happen again do some actions please, not just blurting it every time you have the chance. I'm not fan of people, who complains about every thing in life. One word: "ANNOYING". I want to tell you, Good Job! You raising as to be a better person. Actually, 50% from my grandparents. Anyways, sorry for my behavior at times. I'm not perfect but I'm trying to be the best I can. Just a little appreciation is all I need. I'll work hard for our future. We'll have our own house soon. We'll be rich. Stand still and be ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;For both of them, I learned a lot from all of you. Keep on praying. Don't forget that God should be the center of our lives. Take care always coz I care a lot even if doesn't show. LOVELOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;your daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&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/1987434762589126058-1790596743072448646?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1790596743072448646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-3-parents.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1790596743072448646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1790596743072448646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-3-parents.html' title='Day 3: Parents'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-8296685100800696766</id><published>2010-08-03T09:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T06:15:36.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Day 2: Long Time Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Dearest Long Time Crush,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hi. Hello. &lt;em&gt;*pacute mode*&lt;/em&gt; How are you? haven't seen you for so long. Buhay ka pa kaya? I want to tell you something. CRUSH KITA! :)) Funny it may seems pero I like you from the day I first saw you at the church like almost 9 years ago, I guess. Oo sige na, OA! Everything's overrated! Well, I don't even know your name I just know you from your face. Basta makita kita, yun si crush! Ewan ko ba kung bakit kita crush pero we don't even have a close connection to each other. We don't have common friends or something. We just have one in common, we always go to the same church. You're not even my typical crush because you lack height, you smoke, and you have "poknat" somewhere in your head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(pati yun pansin ko??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I admire you? It's the way you serve the Lord. It's the way you pray at mass. To look someone so sincere when he prays. Shet! my heart melts. Not all the guys are like you. You look maangas or snobero but there's something within you is different. I dunno. Hindi pa naman kita nakakasama personally pero wolo long, unexplainable feeling. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dati madalas kita makita, &lt;em&gt;*kilig kilig*&lt;/em&gt; Alam mo bang, I always keep on my eyes on you everytime you're around. Of course! I don't make it obvious. Ewan ko nga ba kung hindi mo ko nakikita patingin tingin. :)) Alam mo yung kahit sobrang tiny chance that we will know each other, I can't let go before. Kahit 1% lang yun I'm still hoping. Ganun talaga ako sa lahat ng crush ko, swerte mo lang ikaw pinkapatagal kong crush. There's a moment in my life before that keeps telling myself, 10years from now noon e “baka lang” someday somehow e alam mo na, we are fated for each other. &lt;em&gt;nyak! cheesssyyyy&lt;/em&gt;! Syempre sa ngyon hindi na, wala na un. Things change. Natangap ko na ang kapalaran na mas mdami pa dyan. hehehe I saw your facebook, I want to add you sana, para makapagstalk man lang syo. Isipin mo yun, inisa isa ko un friends ng friend mo until I found your account. &lt;em&gt;(stalker nga akong tunay hehehe)&lt;/em&gt; I choose not to add you. Wag na lang. Baka lalo lang kita maging crushiiieee. Kung someday we'll have the chance to be friends. Okey na ko dun, at least we are friends. Just to see you in flesh makes me tumbling around what more if we will be a friend that’s enough for me. Now, I'm seeing myself with someone else&lt;em&gt;.(me ganun?)&lt;/em&gt;hahaha Hindi tulad ng dati, if a guy what's to court me, I consider you always. =)) hibang na ko. Bata pa ko nun, sensya na, abnormal lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you good luck and happiness too. See you when I see you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;your stalker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-8296685100800696766?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8296685100800696766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-2-long-time-crush.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8296685100800696766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8296685100800696766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-2-long-time-crush.html' title='Day 2: Long Time Crush'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-5544164227377997925</id><published>2010-08-02T11:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T06:18:28.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Day 1: Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dearest Best Friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;    You know who you are. I'm thankful because you are always there to remind me of who I am. For keeping in touch time to time. For laughing at my corniest jokes and clumsiness. We've been best friends for almost eight or seven years. No doubt you're really a good person inside and out. As we call each other as "Sis" (short for sisters), I'm sure you're my long lost sister. We are partners in crime. We love to talk and back-stabbed other people. hahaha kiddin. We share a lot of many common interest that helps us to be bonded even more. We don't have secrets. We know each other very well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;    As time passes by, nothings change. We still laugh at the people we love to laugh about. hahaha kiddin. We laugh at our own sablay moments that we could not stop laughing even though we are in the streets walking, in the escalator, in the jeepney or anywhere as long as we are together. Meeting new interesting people are one of the things we want to explore. We are fun and happy people. To sleepovers, outings, parties, booze night or just chilling at your house, solve kung solve. The most important is we have each others company. We are like twins separated by birth. We like kikay things, girly things or whatever thingy it is. I am so lucky to met someone who is pretty(like moi), kind, friendly and always on the go without pretenses. REAL PERSON. Not like others who are back stabbing little bitches when you're gone. You have no chance to be like them because you're straight forward, you say what you feel and that's what real people should do. NAKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;    Moreover, as we were in highschool even crushes we shared, sometimes until now share pa din tayo. Mainis sa mga aurabells at sa mga feelingerang kerokoroppi nagkakasundo talaga tayo. Pati sa pag simba tapos papaload ka sa ruins after ng mass. hehe Volunteer sa red cross and until now we still have communication with them, kasama na din pumarty. Maiwan ako na jeep tapos ikaw nakasakay na. the best! Magintay ng NBI clearance na super tagal at ang init init. Jogging moments na parang ikaw couch ko, pinapatakbo mo lang ako na pinapatakbo tapos ikaw nakaupo lang may patimer timer pa nalalaman. Photowalks natin with bff John, tapos hindi na inaupload at hanggang nagyon hindi pa nakikita yung iba. Basta sobrang dami na natin memories together. Wala na tatalo dun, promise. EPIC! hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;    In life, there will be always ups and downs and I'm sure we will have each other. To be strong and brave to face all of them. We can do it. Lalo ka na best girlscout ka di ba? Always pray and always believe in the Lord. He will guide you. If you're encountering major issues in your life, just think positive wag agad aayaw. haha I'll be here. Just call or text me, dito lang ako party tayo. Advance happy birthday gift ko na din 'to syo! Letter ko sayo nasa blog ko pa. TARUSH! Thanks for the friendship and moments we shared thru the years. I love you sis! You are the BFF! Best Best friend ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;sis &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/1987434762589126058-5544164227377997925?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5544164227377997925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-1-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5544164227377997925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5544164227377997925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-1-best-friend.html' title='Day 1: Best Friend'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-626424561659409783</id><published>2010-08-01T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T05:07:21.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><title type='text'>The 30 Day Letter Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WRITE A LETTER TO THESE PEOPLE :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Day 1 — Your best friend&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 — Your crush&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 — Your parents&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 — Your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 — A stranger&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 — Your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 — Your favourite internet friend&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 — A deceased person you wish you could talk to&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 — The person you miss the most&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 — Someone from your childhood&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 — The last person you kissed&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 — The person that gave you your favourite memory&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times&lt;br /&gt;Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 — Someone that changed your life&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 — The person that you want to tell everything to, but are too afraid to&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;I want to do this! =) Lets see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-626424561659409783?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/626424561659409783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-day-letter-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/626424561659409783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/626424561659409783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-day-letter-challenge.html' title='The 30 Day Letter Challenge'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-1484593803295110642</id><published>2010-07-16T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T13:30:55.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Soulmates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Some called it &lt;i&gt;TWIN SOUL&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;TWIN FLAME&lt;/i&gt;. Cheesy as it may seem, that’s the topic all about. Have you felt that you’ve met your own soulmate? &lt;i&gt;Have I?&lt;/i&gt; Well, weird but I can’t stop to think of it that maybe or somehow I met him. &lt;i&gt;Hahaha&lt;/i&gt; Oo na, ako na ang feeling-ngerang kokak. &lt;i&gt;Hahaha&lt;/i&gt; I can feel it. I want to divert my thought about him unfortunately, I can not. I just can’t. It’s like I am talking to myself, every time we have the chance to talk. He makes me feel I’m not alone. He’s like the guy version of me. Even though I met him in flesh for a few times, I felt like I known him for so long. We don’t have a chance to see each other as much I or we want. I dunno if he wants to see me. Parang ewan ko, hindi natutuloy. &lt;i&gt;Feeling-ngerang kokak nga kase ako e. hahahaha&lt;/i&gt;. Neber minds… Pretend you never read that part. Right now, I am on the phase of my life that I have the desire to meet and to mingle with a lot of people though I’m a little timid at times. I should be outgoing! Fear factor! &lt;i&gt;hahaha&lt;/i&gt; If I tried to have a deeper conversation with different and new people it feels like he/ she is trusting me with his/her life. It feels great! I'm happy for some simple ways of sharing he/her life with me. It also a way to find the "&lt;i&gt;SOULMATE&lt;/i&gt;" I've been looking for. I'm sure it will be a big step to be closer and closer to the one. It might not the one that I expect but it will be the one that I'll be getting along for so long. We might not end up with each other, but who knows. Only God knows. Keep on praying for the right one and God will give the one you deserve not the one you want. Everyday I have the reason to be excited and to be surprised. I'm just preparing myself that it might be &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-1484593803295110642?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1484593803295110642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/07/soulmates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1484593803295110642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1484593803295110642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/07/soulmates.html' title='Soulmates'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-6785016334457227593</id><published>2010-07-10T06:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T07:06:01.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfortunate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Graveyard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It’s been a while since I was assigned in graveyard shift. Poor little me! I was like wut?! Seriously? First job and yeah graveyard. I pity myself. Haha Because everytime I went to the office people were going home but me no! haha Sadness. TRUE! I am not really used to it. First week was nightmare!!! Sleepy much. I can’t help to be sleepy for every time I have a chance. ZOMBIE! That’s me! I have no choice. Why me? That’s the only question puffs into my mind. But as time comes, I’m adjusting and adjusting. I can do it. I’m the best. Hahaha Just being positive all the time. Doubts really came up to my head. I can’t stop but to overthink any situation. Kulang lang pala ako sa tulog narealize ko kaya drama dramahan ako minsan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, ako na si Bella at ikaw na ang Edward ko. Pwede na din ako maging si batgirl basta ikaw ang batman ko. =)) Taong panggabi! Ako na nga kong ako na! haha See? I’m starting to be cranky. Hahaha forgive me! When I came out in our office, my eyes hurts because of the sunshine, so I always wear my shades. Hindi na ko nag-aayos kasi naman, wala ng makakakita sa akin. Dilim e. Make up?? Nakakatamad. Too lazy to fix myself. But when I’m out with my friends or family dun na lang bumabawi sa pag-aayos ng itsura. Eyebags?? My number one dilemma! Dark circles around my eyes? Bullshit! Pumapangit na talaga ako,. Hahaha kaya gusto ko na magresign minsan e. Just kidding. Ibang topic na pag resign ang pinaguusapan. Okie? Next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food for thought: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“ Things change and everything changes.&lt;br /&gt;All we can do is to adopt and to accept.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;End. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-6785016334457227593?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6785016334457227593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/07/graveyard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6785016334457227593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6785016334457227593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/07/graveyard.html' title='Graveyard'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-373417666904963735</id><published>2010-07-05T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T19:29:53.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'>Work Mode.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;I missed blogging! I know no ones viewing this page. I'll be blogging soon! I have a lot of rants to tell. I promise. Because right now, work mode and all. I can't blog at home (sleep or resting agad) and especially at the office. I'm shy. Maybe they'll see my entry. Sabihin pa drama ko. Minsan lang naman. hahaha I'll have a long enrty someday! Just give me time. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/1987434762589126058-373417666904963735?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/373417666904963735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/07/work-mode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/373417666904963735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/373417666904963735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/07/work-mode.html' title='Work Mode.'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-2628265367863165419</id><published>2010-06-30T06:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T07:12:32.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='see'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical'/><title type='text'>First Pay Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;YES! Finally after the hard work, we finally especially me will experience "FIRST PAY DAY!" Wooohh. I'm happy that even though you know (basta) =)) secret ko muna.  We watched Eclipse kahit muntik muntk na hindi na tuloy. Ako pa! I always make a way, if a really want something. So with the help of my friends tuloy ang plano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm truly excited for this day! Cinema 7 at Glorietta 4 around 5:45 pm the movie started. Wooh! kilig to the bones. Mukha lang akong tanga sa kilig. Guess who? No other than my hobby JACOB. hahahaha kiddin. I know maraming nagpapantansya kay Jacob. Sabi nga nya kay Edward, I'm hotter that you." I agree. Napapalakpak pa nga ko. =)) OA lang e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bitin lang with our bonding time with each other kase after the movie they left na. huhuhu. I don't have the chance to talk to them for a long peroid of time. Pinigil ko nga lang din yung kadaldalan ko sa movie house kahit gustong gusto ko magkwento. Syempre, baka maingayan yun other people, right? hehe Tska hindi naman akin yun movie house. hahaha Yaan nyo next time, sa akin na yung movie house para libre magingay. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treat kathy for a movie. Then, I bought a bag. Mura lang. hahaha Yun lang mga gastos ko for that day. Other gastos was for my baon for my daily life. Corny ako na lahat sa baon ko. Unlike before... Hingi hingi lang. Ngayon parang hindi na ko bibiyan ng money ni mama. BOO! haha Bibilan ko pa nga pala si mommy ng daster. I dunno why she wants that. Anyways, thats all for now. Till my next random blogging! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-2628265367863165419?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2628265367863165419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-pay-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2628265367863165419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2628265367863165419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-pay-day.html' title='First Pay Day!'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-3809260477488443147</id><published>2010-06-28T02:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T02:59:50.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><title type='text'>Are You Happy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;"SOMETIMES."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday, YES! Today, NO! Tomorrow, same same! I'm so sorry! I'm just confused with my emotions right now. I don't know what to do. I should be happy right? Why I'm becoming so futuristic and all? Now I'm not happy. Later I'm happy. BOO! This sucks! I'm not a quitter but everything seems to be boring. I want excitement. I want adventure. I want to try new things. I want to gain new knowledge and skills. I need something to keep me going. I need a lot of motivation. MOTIVATE ME PLEASE! There's something bothering me and I don't know what it is. I'm such a BLAH right now. I tend to over-think every situation I have. Maybe lack of sleep is one factor why I'm becoming like this. So I'll be sleeping now and I hope tomorrow this feeling will fade away. (sorry for this confusing entry I just want to express my emo days like this one i've experiencing now! HAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;END. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-3809260477488443147?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3809260477488443147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/06/are-you-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3809260477488443147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3809260477488443147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/06/are-you-happy.html' title='Are You Happy?'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-7758577964784873118</id><published>2010-06-18T00:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T01:43:09.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical'/><title type='text'>Top 3 Things I Want</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are times I'm liking and wishing to have one of this and that. I'm not a techie person because I'm too kuripot in many ways. Sometimes, I rather save my money than to buy expensive gadgets. But there were these days I wonder and wanting them so bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gadget # 1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TBpTrp7OPhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/KT17hgw7jxk/s320/samsungcobypro.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 161px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483787505730731538" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Samsung Corby Pro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;New cellphone. Yes! I need one even though I still love my cellphone so much. But this phone has a Wi-Fi on it. It means free internet access on every hotspots of this country especially on starbucks. haha Plus it is stylish on the same time. QWERTY keypad and touch screen on one phone, who doesn't like that. It also has a 3.2 megapixel for the built-in camera. I will save some moolah for this. Let's wait and see. Soon! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gadget # 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TBpXsqmdvsI/AAAAAAAAAN8/0ibn6bkmaA0/s320/canon_50d.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483791921138482882" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Canon/Nikon Dslr Camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;THE DREAM. True! I'm so in love with photography that I can marry a DSLR right now, if i have a chance. haha It's been years since I've been eyeing for this gadget. It doesn't matter if its canon or nikon at least I have one. This is true love, if the time comes he will be in my arms. I can't wait. We will sleep besides each other. I will make sure he is always safe and care for. I will explore the world with him. shit! Fantasy. (awake up!) I should work my ass up to have my very own Dslr. This will take a little longer than I expected but if I will have a financier or a sponsor!!! It will be much easier. Then, my fairytale will be a happy ending. *dying to have this*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gadget # 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TBpb4T9ndeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/moPq6JCQSv8/s320/apple_macbook5-thumb-450x296.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483796519266514402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mac Apple Laptop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah. It will be years to have an item like this. Its expensive. I'm not like the super rich young girls that can have every thing they want. Just an ordinary person who wants a MAC for a lappyy laptop. It is so chic and it has a high-tech features. Number one thing I want in this laptop and Mac PCs that it doesn't have virus. Nothing can destroy my files and my OS, if ever I have this. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;END.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-7758577964784873118?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7758577964784873118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/06/top-3-things-i-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7758577964784873118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7758577964784873118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/06/top-3-things-i-want.html' title='Top 3 Things I Want'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TBpTrp7OPhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/KT17hgw7jxk/s72-c/samsungcobypro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-5806246793323949605</id><published>2010-06-02T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T00:04:32.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I'm Hired!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;What I good start for the month of JUNE! I have my first ever job in my life. When I heard the words, " YOU'RE HIRED! FOR [insert the amount of salary] " It was cherry on the top. It made me smile all throughout the day.  I can't help it but to feel lucky and anxious. First of all, it took a lot of hours before it sinked into my mind. Ms. Lorie, one of the HR in the company, was the one assisting me in the process of being employed. She gave me a lot of paper to fill it out and the list of the requirements. I'm so overwhelm that day. I started the next day of the day I was hired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;I looked like a lunatic when I stepped out of the building because I can't hide my happiness and my smile. I hurriedly texted my mom and my friends. I called them and told them the good news. Yey! When I was walking thru the walk way of makati, I turned on my ipod. Then, I started listening to the music. That was weird, want to know why..? because even though the music was a sad song or a party song, I have one reaction. SMILE the whole time. Added that I'm just alone walking. Creepy! It doesn't make sense. I'm so happy! =)) CONGRATS to me! REALITY, I'M LIVING IT! one workaholic girl will be born someday! No more vacation. Time to be serious but don't forget to live in the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;END.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-5806246793323949605?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5806246793323949605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-hired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5806246793323949605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5806246793323949605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-hired.html' title='I&apos;m Hired!'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-5740706507231964307</id><published>2010-05-23T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:26:53.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>One Year Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TAZ3OTATCBI/AAAAAAAAANk/YFsjlSLpuCk/s1600/RES01769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TAZ3OTATCBI/AAAAAAAAANk/YFsjlSLpuCk/s320/RES01769.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478197084246181906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: x-small;"&gt;you deserve a KISS! Mwwaahhh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(even though I look stupid here haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-5740706507231964307?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5740706507231964307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-year-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5740706507231964307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5740706507231964307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-year-old.html' title='One Year Old'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/TAZ3OTATCBI/AAAAAAAAANk/YFsjlSLpuCk/s72-c/RES01769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-2812845251356108226</id><published>2010-05-16T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T00:01:34.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Formspring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YES! Due to boredom. I'd made a formspring account! If ever you have some random question/s you want to ask me. Feel free to visit my account. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OR TYPE IT HERE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.formspring.me/widget/view/abbeycalvo?&amp;amp;size=large&amp;amp;bgcolor=%23FFFFFF&amp;amp;fgcolor=%23333333" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" width="400" height="275" style="border:none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/abbeycalvo"&gt;http://www.formspring.me/abbeycalvo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/1987434762589126058-2812845251356108226?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2812845251356108226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2812845251356108226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/2812845251356108226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring.html' title='Formspring'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-4783762340097436443</id><published>2010-05-15T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:51:21.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><title type='text'>Tweenteen Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S_bELw8esiI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Sv4TIQvfBuM/s1600/SDC16357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S_bELw8esiI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Sv4TIQvfBuM/s200/SDC16357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473778103511593506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S_bELhcoozI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Fu841pdxLXY/s1600/DSC01226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S_bELhcoozI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Fu841pdxLXY/s200/DSC01226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473778099351495474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;left-@la mesa eco park |  right-@water camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;H&lt;i&gt;APPY 20th BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;May 12, 2010 - &lt;/i&gt;This is the day! I was surprised with the number of people, who greeted me on my birthday. I was totally kilig. I really appreciated it a lot. Thank you again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S_bMTyfcenI/AAAAAAAAANc/9agBYGy2Zts/s1600/SDC16375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S_bMTyfcenI/AAAAAAAAANc/9agBYGy2Zts/s320/SDC16375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473787037458659954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;"&gt;with BFFs -JOHN. ME. KATHY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first thing I did on my day was went to church. I attended a mass. I went home. I changed clothes. Around 9am, I went to shopwise to meet my BFFs. Then,  before we left to go to La Mesa Eco Park we stopped by first at Chowking to eat some halo-halo. Init kase. Finally, off to the destination. Hoorreey! Actually, it was my first birthday to go out with my friends on the exact date of my birthday. Usually they don't allow me. Cool! another first. =) We rode a killer bus (ordinary bus). HAHA It was so hot. Wind were actually pollution. I also need to go to the bathroom. I've controlled my pee for a long period of time. Gez! I like to die every time the driver hit the breaks.hehe We were laughing and talking non-stop. Don't forget, we also kept on singing. For the reason that we were bored. Tagal ng byahe. haha When we arrived, I peed! yey for me. Found a spot to eat our lunch. Afterwards, the most awaited "PHOTOSHOOT". It was successful. Unfortunately, I haven't seen the photos again, it wasn't uploaded yet. We were still waiting until now. I enjoyed our  adventure. Posing here and there. Taking photos here and there. Loving the scenery here and there. One thing I did not enjoyed, the effin temperature. It was hot so sweating here and there is one major activity. HAHAHA. My day did not stop there, it was time to celebrate it with my mom and sis. I hurriedly fetch my sister at home but befo re going. I took a quick shower. Then, we went to the mall. Ate dinner and watched movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S_bMTY77BnI/AAAAAAAAANU/nfKf2f3oofo/s1600/IMG-2366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S_bMTY77BnI/AAAAAAAAANU/nfKf2f3oofo/s320/IMG-2366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473787030598780530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;"&gt;with BOYS featuring kathy @ water camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;May 13-14, 2010 - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Swimming with college friends (BOYS) featuring Kathy. I woke up early. Packed my things and waited for my uncle. He was late. Moreover, we fetched first the south people in shopwise. Then, the north people was waiting in sm sucat. We kept talking and talking. Catching up! We need it a lot. When we arrived, we paid for the entrance and rent a cottage. Ate snack. Swam. Lunch time. Swam. Play underwater games. Slide. Swam. Waited for aimee. Snack again. Talk. Picture picture. Uncle came again to fetch us on our way home. Bath. Dinner. Videoke. Watch PBB. Midnight Snack. Booze. Drink. Another successful and fun day! Thank you for coming. I miss them lot! I hope to see them more often. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A year older, a year wiser!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/1987434762589126058-4783762340097436443?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4783762340097436443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/tweenteen-celebration.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4783762340097436443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4783762340097436443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/tweenteen-celebration.html' title='Tweenteen Celebration'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S_bELw8esiI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Sv4TIQvfBuM/s72-c/SDC16357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-6814391831311751411</id><published>2010-05-10T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T23:24:25.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfortunate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical'/><title type='text'>The Right to Vote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;My first time to vote! =) Yey! I'm excited to exercise my right to vote. The person I really want to win was GORDON. Unfortunately, he has a few supporters and I'm one of them. Even though, Gordon will not win. I still did what I should really be doing, vote for him. I felt much better to voice out of what I really believe in. Maybe this isn't his time yet. Next election if he still have the courage to be a Presidential Candidate, I hope he will win. I'll vote for him again. No doubt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;END.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-6814391831311751411?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6814391831311751411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/right-to-vote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6814391831311751411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6814391831311751411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/right-to-vote.html' title='The Right to Vote'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-6423734025584341725</id><published>2010-05-01T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:49:19.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfortunate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>12 Days to Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Labor's Day to all! 12 days to go and I'm turning twenty I mean "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SWEET TWENTEEN&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oha&lt;/span&gt;! Beat that! I'm the only person who will be sweet as sixteen years old and a teen in my twenties. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! I can't believe it. I will be a year older in twelve days. YEAH. Before anything else, I have a dentist appointment a while a go. I have my infraction and it hurts. Right! It hurts. It really hurts. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; Did I told you it hurts?? So bye bye to my wisdom teeth. All four wisdom teeth are gone. No more wisdom anymore. I'm wisdom-teeth-free. The lower wisdom teeth was taken out by the dentist a year a go and it hurts like hell but this time the two upper wisdom teeth was taken earlier by this day. Successful! No more eating. Swollen face again in short, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siopao face&lt;/span&gt;. I hope before my birthday my face will be in normal shape or else I won't have the photo perfect moment. My cheeks will be all over the place. I don't want that to happen. That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S-Ay42E_kvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0lQB9yb1qWc/s1600/L0veit100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S-Ay42E_kvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0lQB9yb1qWc/s320/L0veit100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467425899798303474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last year with my first infraction.&lt;br /&gt;This is what I called, siopao face! :)) (swollen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-6423734025584341725?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6423734025584341725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/12-days-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6423734025584341725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/6423734025584341725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/05/12-days-to-go.html' title='12 Days to Go'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S-Ay42E_kvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0lQB9yb1qWc/s72-c/L0veit100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-7562202822287604096</id><published>2010-04-26T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T18:13:34.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='byebye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Keso de Bola</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Keso de Bola&lt;/span&gt; - not the real cheese, it has another meaning "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheesy na bola&lt;/span&gt;". Right! this are for the guys,who use some certain sobrang cheesy lines of banat and bola words. I know girls can relate to certain fact. So don't be fooled by the cheese that they got. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I rather hear the story of he's life than the cheesy lines guys will say to me just to get into something even though they are not that sincere enough. Share some secrets and tell me the truth and that's better. I'm a sucker for stories. I'm really a listener than a sharer. It takes time for me to spill the beans. I usually observe first, if the person is someone who I can trust, be afraid.. Be really afraid because once I start talking. No one can stop me. I talk a lot too but to certain people only. There are times, I don't speak. Too lazy. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, I love to laugh so make me laugh, not about cheesy banats but to the true-to-life experiences. Sometimes I literally want to gag, when a person keeps on telling me banats na sunod sunod. Nakakasuka, totoo! Hello, bakit ka ganyan? wala ka bang alam gawin at sabihin kung di mga letcheng kung anu-ano. I see a capital B-O-L-E-R-O in you! So just shut up, if you're not doing any good. I feel negativity from the start, it's bad. Especially if I just met a person just a couple of days or months, then he keeps on insisting and asking random awkward questions. He's out of the game. NEXT! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People like this are not WORTH IT!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1987434762589126058-7562202822287604096?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7562202822287604096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/04/keso-de-bola.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7562202822287604096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7562202822287604096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/04/keso-de-bola.html' title='Keso de Bola'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-5074333561131681105</id><published>2010-04-25T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T23:58:40.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scribbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Paasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Thou shall not make PAASA."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Madaming ganyan sa mundong ibabaw. Mga taong papaasahin ka sa mga bagay bagay. Paniniwalain ka na magiging totoo ang lahat kanilang sinasabi. Mga taong nangangako ngunit napapako. Bakit kayo ganyan? Nakakabadtrip dude! Thats why I don't make promises, syempre once you said it, you should act on it. Make an action to make it happen di ba? Para hindi ka nagpapaasa at para walang umaasa kagaya ko. HAHAHA Paasa always leads to disappointment, big time! Kaya sometimes it's hard to believe every word a single person will tell to you. They often say something unconsciously. Then, forget it after you remembered every details. Kahit kapamilya, kapuso, kabarkada kahit sino pwedeng magpaasa. Kaya ingat lang. Wag masyadong isaisip lahat ng sinasabi ng bawat tao. Pwede din ako dito pero iniiwasan ko na yan. Ayoko ng magmukhang ewan, napapahiya lang ako. Sometimes, if want to brag something your mom told you, tapos ano? Biglang change of plan. Time for embarrassment. Shit! Yan ang ayoko. haha From now on, if it happened  or super sure na talaga, thats the only time I will tell to someone about that idea. I'm being careful. More careful. I don't want to expect and assume anymore. I will just focus on the things that's present from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Live like I am dying. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1987434762589126058-5074333561131681105?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5074333561131681105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/04/paasa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5074333561131681105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5074333561131681105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/04/paasa.html' title='Paasa'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-7062877880769535583</id><published>2010-04-20T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T01:43:43.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><title type='text'>New Hairstyle Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another trip to the salon. I decided to have a haircut again. Well, that  was really my plan after graduation. Now, this is it. Shorter hair na,  compared from my last haircut. Feel na feel ko talaga sya because of my  haircut, my chin was emphasize. Baka magulat mga tao, biglang sabihin  na, "Shit! may baba pala si aby." Dahil sobrang round face ko. hahaha.  My plan to have a full bangs was not successful but I still have a  bangs, sideways nga lang. More on, Yeng Constantino minus the full bangs  yung look ko for now. I don't have any pictures to post. Maybe next  time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I went first to Tony and Jackey for Daisy, one of the great hairstylist in the salon, unfortunately the promo they have was not available. From 300php to 500php haircut, imagine that! too expensive darling! I wanna cry out loud. Its been always Daisy, who cuts my hair. So instead to postpone my haircut session, I went to David's Salon. The price was reasonable than T&amp;amp;J salon. I'm sure they made a good job. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-7062877880769535583?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7062877880769535583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-hairstyle-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7062877880769535583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7062877880769535583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-hairstyle-again.html' title='New Hairstyle Again'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-759632513670927682</id><published>2010-04-01T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T09:38:03.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfortunate'/><title type='text'>Far Far Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want to go somewhere far! I'm so ingit na with those people who went to the beach already. I want to swim but I'm more into the taking picture part. hahaha. The truth is I'm scared to be "umitim", because I'm morena so over exposure with the sun will make me, what you called NOGNOG. I want new profile picture. Unfortunately, we don't have any plans yet. =( Other thing is... DIET is needed. Excercise is also needed more. Being at home all the time makes me FAT. It makes me eat when I'm bored, then I'll sleep. When I wake up, I sit then eat then watch tv or read a book. I want to do something different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;END&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-759632513670927682?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/759632513670927682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/04/far-far-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/759632513670927682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/759632513670927682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/04/far-far-away.html' title='Far Far Away'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-3567708426189049221</id><published>2010-03-31T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T09:40:22.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>10 Weird Random Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Boredom beybe! So decided to blog about "WEIRD RAMDOM THINGS" about me of course. Maybe its weird for you, but for me its normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;1.) I can't sleep without the turning around, here and there to find the perfect position to sleep. In short, before I sleep MALIKOT AKO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;2.) My routine before I sleep: brush my teeth for a long period of time (braces), wash my hands and feet sometimes I let it air dry, drink plenty of water, make sure the cabinets is close properly and put the blinds down. Finally, open my lamp. I can't sleep without lights. hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;3.) When I felt there was something eeekky, rough, or whatever it is in my hands that is uipleasant, I am so worried and very concern about it. I need alcohol or wash it right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;4.) I don't like people touching my things and not putting it as it was before. Anger rush easily into my head. Don't even dare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;5.) Even though my stuffs are so messy and out of order, I can still notice that someone took or used my things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;6.) For some reason, I have a strong intuition to those people who lie, so I don't trust them easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;7.) I love milo with or without water. PAPAK is right term to use. I also like it with my bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;8.) I crave mostly with chocolate. That's why if I have one bar of chocolate, I can make it last for days. One piece per meal or per day. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;9.) I have a crush on the guy for almost 8 years without knowing his name. I just know him by his face. I saw him mostly in the church or somewhere in our village. Sometimes I tried my luck to find him on facebook. Yah, what-a-stalker-I-am. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;10.) If random someone is calling me, I don't usually answer my phone. I just stare at it until the call ends. Mostly, it is an accident, they forgot to lock their phone, luckily my name starts with letter A so they ended up calling me for the nth time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;That's enough for the day. I'm tired thinking. Until my next random thingy blogging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;END.&lt;/strong&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/1987434762589126058-3567708426189049221?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3567708426189049221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/04/10-weird-random-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3567708426189049221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/3567708426189049221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/04/10-weird-random-things.html' title='10 Weird Random Things'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-8712978341277665587</id><published>2010-03-25T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T20:33:28.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Crowning Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to let everyone know that I had a hair cut a while ago but I'm blogging it. HAHAHA Oh! the irony. What the heck! Not everyone is viewing this effing blog, right?! Not like facebook that whenever you post something the whole world knows. This is just a secret sanctuary of my thoughts. Those who bothered to click the link will have an access with this thingy. They are the chosen one, the lucky ones and the Mr.Chismoso &amp;amp; Ms. Chismoso of the new millennium. I want to surprise my friends with my new look. Actually, my new look is not done yet. I want another hair cut. Shorter. Maybe after holy week I'll go to my trusted salon to cut more hair. haha I'll post some pictures after my transformation. Right now, it's a big question mark to you. Whoever you are! I'll describe my hair as of today. It is shorter than my usually hair. (my usually hair length was almost near my waist.) Now, it is less or more near my shoulders. But I want it shorter. I hope it will turn out great. I'm aiming for a new look that no one will recognize me when I walk in front of their faces. haha I can't wait. =) I'll update you soon. OK?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;END.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1987434762589126058-8712978341277665587?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8712978341277665587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/03/crowning-glory.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8712978341277665587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/8712978341277665587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/03/crowning-glory.html' title='Crowning Glory'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-1259869497600567874</id><published>2010-03-21T20:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T20:27:33.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='byebye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;True. Graduation day! College is finally over. Time to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; good bye to my school,to my professors, to my schoolmates and to my blockmates. A very sad moment for me but at the same time I'm happy. Moreover,I'm sad for the reason that I won't see my friends almost everyday. I will miss their company, their laughter, their stories and the way they make me feel I belong. Fr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;om the first day of my college life until the end, I never felt I'm alone when I'm with them. The moment I became close to them was one of the blessings that I thank the Lord. How God always made me smile whenever I'm with them. He open new doors for me. I never regret the experiences and the moments I encountered in my four years in college. It help me to be a better, stronger and matured one. I'm not perfect, I made mistakes and I may hurt someone. I'm sorry for whatever it is. I will make sure this time, I'll surely make it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S6YfxtWdVTI/AAAAAAAAALk/HRc-wUCt2xY/s1600-h/SDC15676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S6YfxtWdVTI/AAAAAAAAALk/HRc-wUCt2xY/s320/SDC15676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451079337826407730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(daddy, mama myr, clarys, me, mommy, mama, migs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;College taught me a l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ot of things. I learned to explore the world and be an exciting person. I went out to my comfort zone. I became more adventures compared before. I met new cool astonishing people and I became close to the persons I taught I can't have a conversation with. I learned to travel to some faraway places. I started to enjoy life at its best. My hard  work have paid of. Now I'm officially a degree holder at the age of nineteen. Until now, I'm still in disbelief. Everyday I woke up, I'm always telling to myself that I graduated last March 19, 2010, just to help me to sink into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S6Yfw6oki_I/AAAAAAAAALc/lFOeWDj3RBM/s1600-h/SDC15672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S6Yfw6oki_I/AAAAAAAAALc/lFOeWDj3RBM/s320/SDC15672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451079324212169714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(tere, ninay, me, aimee, jona)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'm happy and proud for my job well done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; I finished it on tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;e without failing any of my subjects. College is over. Life goes on. Time to start building the dreams. The dreams I have for my family and myself. I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;thankful for my mom without her I can't graduate. She supported my tuition fees without any financial help from anyone. (loveLOVElove) Of Course, a big thanks to my BOYS, they help me to be sane on the craziest time line of my life. To my friends and family,who are there to support me and listen to my non-sense rants. To my blockmates, who are the best blockmates ever ever. One for all, all for one. To JPCS officers, even though it was really chaos and all, they remained understanding.haha To my professors, who I learned a lot from them, they made a good job. They help me realize things I ignored before. To my university, even though guys are instinct and girls are dominant, it's been a cool place to hang out.  You are all great. THANK YOU ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S6Yfx5z275I/AAAAAAAAALs/izz8_ltctdk/s1600-h/SDC15679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S6Yfx5z275I/AAAAAAAAALs/izz8_ltctdk/s320/SDC15679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451079341170945938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(clarys, me ,mama)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;My life is just starting...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1987434762589126058-1259869497600567874?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1259869497600567874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/03/graduation-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1259869497600567874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/1259869497600567874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/03/graduation-day.html' title='Graduation Day'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S6YfxtWdVTI/AAAAAAAAALk/HRc-wUCt2xY/s72-c/SDC15676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-4932183860837606469</id><published>2010-03-05T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T00:03:20.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Dear Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dear Boyfriend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;DO NOT keep her a secret! The ONLY time this is ever acceptable is  from your parents. &amp;amp; That is still to a LIMIT. -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Touch her! Not like a hornyass, but hold her hand, cuddle with her,  grab her from behind, hold her. Make sure she knows you never want to  let go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This one is just common sense. Tell her you love her, &amp;amp; MEAN IT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don’t be afraid to show her off. If you are, she’ll think you’re  just a pussy &amp;amp; the relationship will most likely die.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Call her just to say hi. Have deep conversations with her. Talk to  her until she falls asleep. Maybe even continue talking to her even when  she is asleep. -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Call her Goodmorning &amp;amp; Goodnight. Be the first &amp;amp; last voice  she hears every day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tell her she’s beautiful. COMPLIMENT her. Especially when she’s  feeling her worst.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SURPRISE her. Don’t be cheap!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BE NICE to her family &amp;amp; friends. This is a huge one, guys! -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LISTEN to her vent. She’ll really need it. If she’s pissed off, let  her hit you. If she’s sad, give her your shoulder to cry on. If you  can’t give her advice, just let her know you’re listening.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRUTHFUL&lt;/span&gt;. Don’t lie. Be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOYAL&lt;/span&gt;. Don’t cheat. Be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SINCERE&lt;/span&gt;. Don’t be a  dick.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Drabbed it. From the post of someone in my tumblr account)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-4932183860837606469?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4932183860837606469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4932183860837606469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4932183860837606469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-boyfriend.html' title='Dear Boyfriend'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-5753090830015289813</id><published>2010-02-19T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T00:41:13.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Thesis and Defense</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YEAH.  HELL WEEK. CRAMMING. STRESS.&lt;/span&gt; Those were the emotions I felt when I thought about the words "THESIS and DEFENSE". I want to cry and to shout. My nerves are killing me. I swear. I am close to dying. Want to know why? For the reason, I'm scared to fail. I want to graduate. I want to finish college on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the thesis was very painful. Sleepless nights, forever online and no meals. No dates for valentine's day because we celebrated it with groupmates overnight at Jamie's Crib. We have a deadline to catch. 1st endorsement, 2nd endorsement and dooms day! HAHAHA. But happy to say, we made it to the 2nd endorsement, even though the highest grade will have a ceiling grade of 85%?? Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judgment day came. I was full of emotions.(nervous, stomach ache, feeling cold) When it was time to setup the networking, it works! yey! We explained everything in our system. They have a lot of suggestions to add and edit in our system. The moment I heard them uttered the words, "You Passed." I felt a big relieved in my heart. Time to parteeh! Unfortunately, we need to revise our thesis. The party animal within me can wait. Studies have been a huge part of my life I will graduate no one can stop me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;END. STOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-5753090830015289813?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5753090830015289813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/02/thesis-and-defense.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5753090830015289813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5753090830015289813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/02/thesis-and-defense.html' title='Thesis and Defense'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-5098374229355432565</id><published>2010-02-06T22:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T00:48:49.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfortunate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><title type='text'>Out to Groove '10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yeah. The best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;OUT TO GROOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; First, I will define the OTG, well it is the most awaited Shit of Paulinians. That's right?! An event that all courses have a representative to groove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(dance) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; at the stage of our auditorium. It will be the last moment to watch the event. Guess what happen?! It was full of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;CRAP! Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; We haven't bought tickets earlier because they told us it was sold out and there will be another selling of tickets on the day of the OTG. So to be sure, we lined up earlier as the said time. It was all wasted time. Let me explain it with Taglish version... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ganito yan, 4:30pm yun bentahan daw ng ticket so 3:30pm nakapila na kami with other Paulinians, who also want to watch and support there courses. Kaso nagkalokohan na eh. May sumisingit sa pila, kaya yung iba nagtantrums na, nagwawala na, nagiinarte na. Medyo kasama na ko dun. Who won't be irritated, isang dipa na lang pasok na kami sa audi biglang sabi nila,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"Okey hindi na kami magpapasok, close na namin yun door."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;FTW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Ayan na e. Malapit na pumila pa kami ng ilang oras, 2hours yun with our heels and long sleeves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Aaaarrg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I haven't lost hope. We went to the main door, baka magpapasok. Bigla dumagsa yung ibang tao. So no chance na talaga. Eto pa! It broke my heart to many pieces, kase may iba pang may ticket na hindi pa nakakapasok kaya kausap nila un marshall, andun ako nakikiUsi babaka sakali lang na makaextra sa nagkakagulong tao. Nagsalita na ang marshall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"Sige, ganito na lang. papasukin namin kayo, kaso yung mga walang ticket *sabay tingin sa akin, eye to eye* HINDI NA papasukin."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;OUCH! sakit mehn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maiyak-iyak ako nung sinabi nya skin un face to face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hindi mo naman kailangan pamukha sa akin na wala akong ticket at hindi ako makakapasok di ba. Parang sa akin mo lang talaga sinabi. Wah. Ako lang ba ang tao dun na walang ticket huh? Sarap gerahin eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  I've always looking forward for this event especially now last year na. Kakahiyan talaga mga nagawa namin just to enter this event. Pasilip-silip sa gilid ng audi. Palakad-lakad. Until one of the marshall told us to go to Conference B, free watching kaso live feed lang via camcorder. Naawa na yata sa amin yun kaya sinabi sa amin. No choice, sayang ang pagod at hirap kaya pinatos na namin yun. At least nakapanood kami, kasama pa namin ang ibang contestant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Kewl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; One heck of a day! Masaya naman kami. Enjoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Kung lam nyo lang, someone was offering me a ticket kaso isa lang. Naiisip ko naman, makakapanood nga ko I'm not with my friends.  Corny much. I decline. Good decision na din. =) Ganon ko sila kalove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kaya&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; if you wanna be my lover you gotta get with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; *spice girls* :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward, I went to lawton to ride a FX. I arrived around 9pm at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; GOOD TIMES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-5098374229355432565?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5098374229355432565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/02/out-to-groove-10.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5098374229355432565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/5098374229355432565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/02/out-to-groove-10.html' title='Out to Groove &apos;10'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-7017275293363471240</id><published>2010-02-04T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T21:58:25.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='byebye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>60th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S2101syc8VI/AAAAAAAAALU/J-1cGH7bCOE/s1600-h/L0veit208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S2101syc8VI/AAAAAAAAALU/J-1cGH7bCOE/s320/L0veit208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435128791210717522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Happy 60th Birthday!*&lt;br /&gt;(white forest cake. yummy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nanay"&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yaya &lt;/span&gt;of my sister and our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasambahay&lt;/span&gt;, celebrated her 60th birthday. I know she is turning to be one of the golden girls(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i mean Old&lt;/span&gt;). She is always telling us that by the time she reached the age of sixty, she will retire. She is hard working and very trust-worthy. She is serving us for almost eight years, from the day I entered high school until now that I will be graduating this coming March for college, she is still there giving us the service we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time she told me that maybe this coming month of May, she will be retiring. She will be going back to Sorsogon or stay at their house at Cubao &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i guess)&lt;/span&gt;. I remembered, she said with tears in her eyes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alam nyo napamahal na kayo sa amin, hindi ko na rin kayo tinuring na iba, mamimiss ko kayo pag alis ko." wow! I was shocked with the crying moment&lt;/span&gt;. I will surely miss her too. Nowadays, it is hard to find someone like her, even though she is old she still have the strength to clean and cook. I admire her honesty. I never lost a dime coz' there are times that I just left my money somewhere in my room and I will still find them in the place where I left it. If she change her mind, we will still accept her with open arms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-7017275293363471240?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7017275293363471240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/02/60th-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7017275293363471240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/7017275293363471240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/02/60th-birthday.html' title='60th Birthday'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGioS4KX-U8/S2101syc8VI/AAAAAAAAALU/J-1cGH7bCOE/s72-c/L0veit208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1987434762589126058.post-4159198095159396953</id><published>2010-01-27T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:02:02.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Why can it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mp-simp.swf" style="width: 240px; height: 165px;" width="240" height="165"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mp-simp.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=42565471&amp;amp;path=2010/01/28&amp;amp;mycolor=180D09&amp;amp;mycolor2=DD15BC&amp;amp;mycolor3=1B68F1&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=9&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=240&amp;amp;oh=165"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play this before reading the short dialogue. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Got this from a friend.&lt;/span&gt;* enjoy reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; Your new girlfriend is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;(I bet she stole your heart)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt; yeah, she is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But you’re still the most beautiful girl I know)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; I heard she’s funny &amp;amp; amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;(All the stuff I wasn’t)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt; She sure is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But she’s nothing compared to you…)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; I bet you know everything about her by now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Like how you knew just about everything about me)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt; Only the stuff that count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;(I can’t even remember the stuff she tells me when I think of you)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; Well, I hope you guys last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Because we never did)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt; I hope we do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Whatever happened to me &amp;amp; you?)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; Well I got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Before I start to cry)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;(I hope I don’t cry)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;(I still love you)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt; Later.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;(I never stopped)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Bittersweet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1987434762589126058-4159198095159396953?l=swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4159198095159396953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-can-it-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4159198095159396953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1987434762589126058/posts/default/4159198095159396953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swirlsandscribbles.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-can-it-be.html' title='Why can it be?'/><author><name>aby ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00857641972678432030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koJmhGyo7wY/TcAQdFJzK2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/P7DavkE2jBg/s220/Snapshot_20110313_12.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
