<?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-25040837</id><updated>2011-12-19T13:06:29.743+08:00</updated><category term='travels'/><category term='j moments'/><category term='funny'/><category term='faves'/><category term='gadgets'/><category term='blogthings'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='peyups'/><category term='games'/><category term='music'/><category term='farewells'/><category term='year ender'/><category term='happy'/><category term='astrology'/><category term='thinking aloud'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='kitchen experiment'/><category term='Friday'/><category term='sister act'/><category term='self love'/><category term='ipod'/><category term='worship'/><category term='family'/><category term='wish'/><category term='30-something-blues'/><category term='Cosmo chic'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='strangers'/><category term='love'/><category term='office stuff'/><category term='Rainy days'/><category term='Thailand'/><category term='rant'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Mimento Vivere</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>185</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7141405421808129475</id><published>2011-11-25T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T12:44:06.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>One Down</title><content type='html'>And so one of the countdowns happened this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother with the whole family arrived last Monday, Nov 21. &amp;nbsp;We didn't immediately see each other as there were plans blah, blah. And yes, the mother did not know anything about it and it was supposed to be her biggest surprise to date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Tuesday, I did my usually morning routine (so the mother will not suspect anything) but instead of going to the office, i went straight to where the brother and fam were checked in. &amp;nbsp;I knew that i got the right room when I head Aussie-English speaking kids behind closed doors! lol! Are those my pamangkins, really? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, and so my sis also arrived and then we trooped back home. &amp;nbsp;As it was a Tuesday, which is the mother's movie day, we expected that she will not be home when we arrive. &amp;nbsp;I sent her sms when we were near and told her i went home from the office as im not feeling well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold, she was in for a great surprise alright, but mainly because of her doing. haha. &amp;nbsp;She thought my sms was an emergency and she was scared to find out what was it about. &amp;nbsp;When she saw an unfamiliar car parked outside our gate, her fear heightened. &amp;nbsp;And then as she entered the house, the first face she saw was that of the driver (my brother commissioned). &amp;nbsp;She was scared alright! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then the Aussie-English kids came running and then boom, it finally dawned on her that it was a good surprise. &amp;nbsp;It took a few minutes of calming her down though. AND she was blaming me the whole time. &amp;nbsp;Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a happy sight that gives such warm feeling to be together again. &amp;nbsp;Family is precious. Nothing can top that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7141405421808129475?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7141405421808129475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7141405421808129475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7141405421808129475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7141405421808129475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-down.html' title='One Down'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-4129921167114567338</id><published>2011-11-11T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T17:40:20.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><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='travels'/><title type='text'>Countdowns</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Countdown Nr. 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I'm writing this, there are exactly &lt;b&gt;43day&lt;/b&gt;s, 20hours and 47minutes until &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt;! Wow. &amp;nbsp;Christmas is just around the corner. &amp;nbsp;And, for this year, I am proud to say that I have finished my gift-shopping early *pats own back*.&lt;br /&gt;I have been buying stuff here and there since middle of this year. &amp;nbsp;About a month ago, I made a final list and matched the persons with my loots. &amp;nbsp;So there. &amp;nbsp;I can welcome December relaxed and calm. &amp;nbsp;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Countdown Nr. 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29days&lt;/b&gt; til a friend's &lt;b&gt;wedding&lt;/b&gt;! &amp;nbsp;We have been waiting for this to happen since forever (lol!) so now that it's finally happening, the days seem to stretch even further yet hours in a day seem to go by so fast. What an odd thing. &amp;nbsp;Oh and i still have to fit my gown. &amp;nbsp;My red gown. &amp;nbsp;Seriously, this is the first and perhaps only red dress I will ever own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Countdown Nr. 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16days &lt;/b&gt;and hello again, &lt;b&gt;Paris!&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;After 6years we meet again. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully you'd be friendlier to me so as I'll have nice photos this time. &amp;nbsp;The first time, i was a real noob, I don't have anything to show for the all the sights and sounds that is uniquely Parisian. &amp;nbsp;So, for this trip, I am going to plan everything, down to the day to day outfit. &amp;nbsp;Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Countdown Nr. 4 and 5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to go to &lt;b&gt;Palawan&lt;/b&gt; and finally, I only have to wait for &lt;b&gt;55days&lt;/b&gt; until I step on its land. And for the first time, too, I am celebrating my birthday out of town. &amp;nbsp;Oh and by the way, the &lt;b&gt;birthday &lt;/b&gt;is &lt;b&gt;58days&lt;/b&gt; to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Countdown Nr. 6:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually a surprise to the mother, but since she has no way of finding about it from here, then i'm going to spill that my brother and family will be &lt;b&gt;visiting&lt;/b&gt; for a month! &amp;nbsp;It's only &lt;b&gt;10days&lt;/b&gt; to go, and I'm really excited to see the nephews and niece again. &amp;nbsp;I will be out of the country for atleast a week that they are here, but hey, it's quality time that matters. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. &amp;nbsp;It seems I'm doing a lot of countdowns in my head. &amp;nbsp;Oh, and by the way, one important countdown which I shouldn't forget is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28days&lt;/b&gt; to go before Christmas &lt;b&gt;bonus&lt;/b&gt;!!! &amp;nbsp;Lol!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-4129921167114567338?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.auburn.edu/~vestmon/xmas_cnt.htm' title='Countdowns'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/4129921167114567338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=4129921167114567338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/4129921167114567338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/4129921167114567338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2011/11/countdowns.html' title='Countdowns'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-1153967419865072796</id><published>2011-11-08T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T17:02:02.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>Just don't</title><content type='html'>I hate being addressed as one of the "guys".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in reading emails addressing everybody with "Hi guys," or "hello guys". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puhleeeeeeeaaaze! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an office-setting, never ever start your emails like that. &amp;nbsp;Ever. period.&lt;br /&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/25040837-1153967419865072796?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/1153967419865072796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=1153967419865072796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1153967419865072796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1153967419865072796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-dont.html' title='Just don&apos;t'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-8347380989346193117</id><published>2011-11-08T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T13:12:17.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister act'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-something-blues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>for the nth time beginner</title><content type='html'>I'm an on and off blogger. &amp;nbsp;If this blog is a baby, &amp;nbsp;I have already been scorned by society for being such a lousy mother. hahaha. &amp;nbsp;Thank goodness, this is not, and I am not. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so, I'm back. &amp;nbsp;And as usual, so many things happened since my last entry that I don't know where to begin. &amp;nbsp;But I have limited capacity for words now so I will start with last weekend. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got an extra day this weekend due to Eid al-Adha which is Feast of Sacrifice for our Islamic brothers. &amp;nbsp;It was a holiday spent wisely. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For weeks now, friends and I are all agog for the upcoming wedding of another friend. &amp;nbsp;Though most of the girls in our circle are married, this is the first time, if I remember correctly, that we're doing it the works. &amp;nbsp;As in serious, all-traditional Church wedding! And so we are all like getting crazy (even the married ones. haha) trying to make it perfect. &amp;nbsp;So far, so good. &amp;nbsp;Though i think we are not really helping any (panay lang kami satsat at yaya ng kita kita pero nauuwi lang sa daldalan lol!). &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As tradition demands, we should throw a shower for the friend, right? &amp;nbsp;Well we kinda did, but its far from traditional "despedida de soltera", no siree! &amp;nbsp;What we did will be just between us girls and the 'special guest'&amp;nbsp;but i can tell that it was 'held' in Richmonde Eastwood, sometime between 2-4pm &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;*wink, wink*&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;We had dinner after (love Cyma!) and for the first time too, if i remember correctly, we all went to a nearby church (Padre Pio). &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a lovely Monday. &amp;nbsp;Spent with loveliest girls I know. &amp;nbsp;I am happy that finally, I can see true happiness in my friends' eyes. &amp;nbsp;Love is a drug. &amp;nbsp;A wonderful, wonderful cure-all drug.&amp;nbsp;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-8347380989346193117?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/8347380989346193117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=8347380989346193117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8347380989346193117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8347380989346193117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2011/11/for-nth-time-beginner.html' title='for the nth time beginner'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-1922182584499283029</id><published>2011-02-03T13:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T11:13:24.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadgets'/><title type='text'>The Past and the Present</title><content type='html'>This is the ex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/TUo2EqdW5fI/AAAAAAAAAns/7MtWbx6DRfI/s1600/canon_710is_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/TUo2EqdW5fI/AAAAAAAAAns/7MtWbx6DRfI/s200/canon_710is_400.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We've had a jolly good time travelling together since 2007. &amp;nbsp;That would count the most memorable trips I've had so far. &amp;nbsp;However, like in any other relationships, it can't always be 100% working all the time. &amp;nbsp;And sadly, at this point, it's failing to deliver to my demands (and artes in life. lol).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So now, meet the new love:&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/TUo3CBGdJlI/AAAAAAAAAnw/I837NrvMdNg/s1600/panasonic-lumix-dmc-zs7-121-4995708.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/TUo3CBGdJlI/AAAAAAAAAnw/I837NrvMdNg/s200/panasonic-lumix-dmc-zs7-121-4995708.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven't had any experience with Panasonic before but i was lured into buying this one due to very good reviews from friends and online alike. &amp;nbsp;So far, so good---it's light, it delivers good photos, and it has a thousand and one features which are interesting enough to explore.&lt;/div&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;I'm not giving up the ex though as I know that it has its good points which the new one cannot deliver.&lt;/div&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;Won't work that way on human relationships though, will it? &amp;nbsp;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/25040837-1922182584499283029?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/1922182584499283029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=1922182584499283029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1922182584499283029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1922182584499283029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2011/02/past-and-present.html' title='The Past and the Present'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/TUo2EqdW5fI/AAAAAAAAAns/7MtWbx6DRfI/s72-c/canon_710is_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-852183670755634415</id><published>2011-02-02T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T15:08:29.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Holding Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/TUkAs-DRCaI/AAAAAAAAAnk/d3zQ27QF-b0/s1600/hh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/TUkAs-DRCaI/AAAAAAAAAnk/d3zQ27QF-b0/s320/hh.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, out of the blue, I suddenly longed to hold my father's hand. &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;I guess it's one of those moments when no matter how long a parent's passing has been, no matter how you say you have lived your life since then, there will always be a part of you missing because they are no longer around. &amp;nbsp;I will forever be a daughter who no longer has her father around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So to those who still have their parents, hold them. &amp;nbsp;Hold their hands. &amp;nbsp;Those are the hands that cradled us as a child, guided us as a teener and patted our backs as an adult. &amp;nbsp; Treasure the wrinkly hands, for they will not forever be there for you to hold on to.&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/25040837-852183670755634415?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/852183670755634415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=852183670755634415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/852183670755634415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/852183670755634415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2011/02/holding-hands.html' title='Holding Hands'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/TUkAs-DRCaI/AAAAAAAAAnk/d3zQ27QF-b0/s72-c/hh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7210911119009112112</id><published>2010-05-27T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T13:24:54.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><title type='text'>Going home!</title><content type='html'>Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been absent for a time due that I was travelling.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I could say I had limited net access but truth is I had net in my room and I was not posting since there&amp;nbsp;are just waaaaaay too many things to rant/rave about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm on my last hour of travel and will be boarding train going to where I will fly back home.&amp;nbsp; This is a 14-hr flight, my dears, but I haven't been this anxious to go home for a long time.&amp;nbsp; When all else are complaining of summer heat that side of earth, here I am wishing I'm basking in that warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, will be posting again soon...as soon as I have internalized the whole trip and edited post-worthy photos. haha.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7210911119009112112?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7210911119009112112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7210911119009112112&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7210911119009112112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7210911119009112112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2010/05/going-home.html' title='Going home!'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-6089345600180542457</id><published>2010-04-19T13:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T11:14:24.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadgets'/><title type='text'>Techie for the Non-Techie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately I got myself a new toy. &amp;nbsp;An entry-level (this term I only got to be familiar with through endless browsing haha) blackberry which has a little of everything. &amp;nbsp;Friends, let me introduce you to Sunshine (and yes I name my stuff too ;) &amp;nbsp;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S8vtoEyAEjI/AAAAAAAAAkg/oVJEFbSB1I0/s1600/blackberry-8520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S8vtoEyAEjI/AAAAAAAAAkg/oVJEFbSB1I0/s200/blackberry-8520.jpg" width="174" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Like any spanking brand new techie item, this new member of my techie for the non-techie collection still needs to be explored. &amp;nbsp;In order to maximize the blackberry features, I had my service provider upgrade my mobile plan. &amp;nbsp;So far, everything's been a ...mess! hahaha&lt;/div&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;Fine, so I was able to download twitter, facebook, yahoo messenger, gmail...but the main purpose of this acquisition, which is to download corporate emails, is totally lost on me. &amp;nbsp;I believe I'm pretty good with reading comprehension, but for the life of me, I cannot understand a thing with setting up the email! &amp;nbsp;All I was able to do was flood our inbox with noncomprehensible RIM messages which got my boss worried if a virus attacked our system. &amp;nbsp;Embarrassing. &amp;nbsp;And all I was trying to do was to download mails. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&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;Tsk. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I wonder why we have to make our lives complicated. &amp;nbsp;I sure can whip a batch of chocolate cookies in a flash, but this... I terribly, terribly need some upgrading. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&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;Help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/25040837-6089345600180542457?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/6089345600180542457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=6089345600180542457&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6089345600180542457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6089345600180542457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2010/04/techie-for-non-techie.html' title='Techie for the Non-Techie'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S8vtoEyAEjI/AAAAAAAAAkg/oVJEFbSB1I0/s72-c/blackberry-8520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-8004802701743264199</id><published>2010-03-19T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T19:05:24.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Territorial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's really so funny how some people would slack and refuse what they're supposed to do and go dip their fingers at someone else's business.&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;Well truth to tell, it. is. not. funny. &amp;nbsp;I have learned how to let things just slide whenever I can. &amp;nbsp;But when it comes to work (AND my precious work desk! haha), mehn, call me territorial. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Crossing the line a big no-no. &amp;nbsp;Protocol, my dears, is not invented for nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aaaargh. &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/25040837-8004802701743264199?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/8004802701743264199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=8004802701743264199&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8004802701743264199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8004802701743264199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2010/03/territorial.html' title='Territorial'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-4132571259383322185</id><published>2010-03-15T12:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:22:09.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>New Favorite Ü</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A couple of years ago, I stumbled upon a blog featuring Rachel Yamagata. &amp;nbsp;And I fell in love. &amp;nbsp;She didn't really go mainstream but up until now, I still play her &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jq5ZkF_aHPs&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Meet Me By the Water&lt;/a&gt; when I feel like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So this accidental discovery of new artist (atleast for me) happened again last week. &amp;nbsp;I was browsing for TikTok ( ;P ) and instead I found Robin Thicke's Sweetest Love. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It was...sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="660"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nRuH-6L5RrA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nRuH-6L5RrA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Browsing some more, I found out that he was also the one who sang Lost Without You.&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;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0DdCoNbbRvQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0DdCoNbbRvQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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;Admittedly, his songs are a bit on the sensual side (why the album title is Sex Therapy!). &amp;nbsp;But it's real wonderful. &amp;nbsp;Some of his more upbeat songs (in corroboration with Pharell Williams, Snoop dog, etc) are nice, nice, NICE!&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 so glad I discovered this guy. &amp;nbsp;Still not in the same level as my "love" for John Legend and Maxwell but it's getting pretty close.&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/25040837-4132571259383322185?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/4132571259383322185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=4132571259383322185&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/4132571259383322185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/4132571259383322185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2010/03/httpwww.html' title='New Favorite Ü'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-2456024596331896296</id><published>2010-03-12T16:50:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:23:24.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strangers'/><title type='text'>Feel good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Sometimes the sweetest things that can make your day are those that come from strangers. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps it's because it's totally unexpected and unnecessary. &amp;nbsp;No ulterior motives to speak of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;So this morning, the oldie cab driver told me "Ma'am, palagay ko swertehin ako ngayon, kayo una kong pasahero. &amp;nbsp;Maganda ang bukas ng aura nyo &lt;i&gt;(I think I'm going to be lucky as you are my first passenger of the day. &amp;nbsp;You have a beautiful aura)". &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;And then he smiled that old, wrinkly, toothy smile. &amp;nbsp;I was touched and smiled in return. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;He just doesn't know how much that made my day too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Have a good weekend (to whoever can read this!)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&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/25040837-2456024596331896296?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/2456024596331896296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=2456024596331896296&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2456024596331896296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2456024596331896296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2010/03/feel-good-friday.html' title='Feel good Friday'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5oKTEjjISI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Z0qbIyfzyX8/s72-c/untitled21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-6968638015596173196</id><published>2010-03-11T17:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:23:58.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><title type='text'>That moment of solitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This morning I woke up feeling more tired than before I went to sleep last night. &amp;nbsp;It took full 15mins before I've decided to go up and prepare for work. &amp;nbsp;But ofcourse by that time I was already running late. So I thought of hitting the gym first instead and report to work reaaaal late. &amp;nbsp;However, even that thought made me tired. &amp;nbsp;So I end up curling back to bed with a book in hand, and coffee on the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And boy was I in heaven! &amp;nbsp;Amidst the pillows, with sunshine pouring in the bedroom window yet temperature still a bit cold due to morning mist, the aroma of hot coffee, and toasty sheets, I felt I could just stay there forever. &amp;nbsp; The book was amazing but I had to put it down a while, look up to the ceiling and just stare at it and let my mind wander. &amp;nbsp;I thought of the things I would rather do if I have the luxury of time (and money). &amp;nbsp;And then I thought of going back to old hobbies I've long forgotten, of my wanting to go back to school and learn entirely different field than my undergrad, of sending mails to friends, of coloring my hair, of the guy who I still have an unsettled score with (haha). &amp;nbsp;And then I'm suddenly off the roof and raring to conquer the world!&amp;nbsp;&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But then courtesy dictates that I atleast send an sms to inform the people at the office that I &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; not be coming in. &amp;nbsp;And before I knew it, I was sending sms left and right. &amp;nbsp;My moment has ended. &amp;nbsp;I have to go back to reality.&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At the moment, I am writing this entry in between schedules. &amp;nbsp;But I've tucked that little me-time on my mind and promise to go get that feeling again soon. &amp;nbsp;=)&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5oL9BF9KhI/AAAAAAAAAjg/yGY__UqzACc/s1600-h/untitled28.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5oL9BF9KhI/AAAAAAAAAjg/yGY__UqzACc/s320/untitled28.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-6968638015596173196?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/6968638015596173196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=6968638015596173196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6968638015596173196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6968638015596173196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-moment-of-solitude.html' title='That moment of solitude'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5oL9BF9KhI/AAAAAAAAAjg/yGY__UqzACc/s72-c/untitled28.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-1043303453032307415</id><published>2010-03-08T14:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:24:53.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewells'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Pauline</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Saturday afternoon while at my sister's, I got a sms from a college friend. Word got around that another friend from the university passed away due to vehicular accident. &amp;nbsp;No other details were sent. &amp;nbsp;Amidst my noisy family,&amp;nbsp;all I can send back was a shocked "OMG!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I haven't even seen this friend for about 5 years now. &amp;nbsp;The last time we saw each other was an accidental meeting while I was having dinner with my officemates and she was at the other table with her girlfriends. &amp;nbsp;It was a short albeit nice meeting. &amp;nbsp;We promised to get in touch and catch up some other time. &amp;nbsp;And though we did manage to drop hi and hello through chat every now and then, the promise to meet up never actually happened. &amp;nbsp;&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Until last Saturday, I haven't heard any news about her. &amp;nbsp;&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I am touched with deep sadness. For not being able to continue the bond and friendship we've had when we were still both crying over failing grades, gushing over cute campus guys, lobbying for the same university leaders...and all those girly things we did before. &amp;nbsp;I even stayed with her family in their hometown in Baguio during one of our semestral breaks. &amp;nbsp;We both had separate organizations and group of friends but deep in our hearts we are friends. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But what do I know about her now? &amp;nbsp;Was she married? Where was she working? Was she happy? &amp;nbsp;What has she been doing? &amp;nbsp;Where was she before that unfortunate event? &amp;nbsp;Who was she with? &amp;nbsp;Don't I suppose to know these things because we were friends?&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm sad. &amp;nbsp;But I guess it's a wake up call to renew friendships with long ago friends. &amp;nbsp;It's a reminder that no matter how busy life can be, we should take time and celebrate knowing each other.&amp;nbsp;&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm sorry, Pauline, for not being there. &amp;nbsp;I love you. &amp;nbsp;May you rest in peace.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5oNKcMPQoI/AAAAAAAAAjo/i92d6IZEb78/s1600-h/untitled23.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5oNKcMPQoI/AAAAAAAAAjo/i92d6IZEb78/s320/untitled23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-1043303453032307415?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/1043303453032307415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=1043303453032307415&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1043303453032307415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1043303453032307415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2010/03/pauline.html' title='Pauline'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5oNKcMPQoI/AAAAAAAAAjo/i92d6IZEb78/s72-c/untitled23.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-3815709315549587156</id><published>2010-02-17T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:25:22.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><title type='text'>Do over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I wish life is as simple as playing spider on my pc. &amp;nbsp; When I'm left with no moves, I click "restart" and I'm back to square one...with no trace of how many moves or attempts have been done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But life isn't like that. &amp;nbsp;There are no do overs. &amp;nbsp;You move, you pay or gain the price. &amp;nbsp;You lose time. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully you learn and do better the next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But more than time and lessons learned, moving costs a lot of decisions which entails emotions. &amp;nbsp;And that, one cannot get right every time. &amp;nbsp;No sir, almost always, &amp;nbsp;going up or down, forward or backward, leaves us feeling torn, anxious, dubious on whether we made the right choice. &amp;nbsp; And we are not the same person as before we have to choose. &amp;nbsp;There is no square one. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If only we can stand still and just be. &amp;nbsp;But even this is a decision. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-3815709315549587156?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/3815709315549587156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=3815709315549587156&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3815709315549587156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3815709315549587156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2010/02/do-over.html' title='Do over'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-3724142531319696009</id><published>2010-02-09T18:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:31:07.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strangers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-something-blues'/><title type='text'>The new 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was trying on a different style with my hair this morning and what did i see? &amp;nbsp;White hairs! &amp;nbsp;Aaaack!&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I never really thought I'd get to the point where I'd be bothered with something as natural and simple as white hairs. &amp;nbsp;Why, I used to even think it's cool to have one or two. &amp;nbsp;It was a sign of intelligence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;daw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; e (yeah right). &amp;nbsp;Well maybe it was cool when you know that there are other reasons (like genes) for having one other than *drum rolls* old age.&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shucks. &amp;nbsp;To think it was only this weekend when my brother-in-law's lola asked how old am I and when I kiddingly told her to guess, she said 25. &amp;nbsp;Yehessss. &amp;nbsp;I was like, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;lola naman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;!" (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sabay plik plik ng pilik mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;). Seriously. &amp;nbsp;Twenty five? &amp;nbsp;Nah. &amp;nbsp;I would say 28, but 25? &amp;nbsp;That's pushing it too far. Haha.&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Speaking of 28, I was having dinner with our company president a few weeks short of my 32nd birthday and he was honestly surprised when I told him my real age. &amp;nbsp;&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. &amp;nbsp;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;mababa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;w things that flatter me lately. &amp;nbsp;Shallow Alex. &amp;nbsp;That's me alright.&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Who would've thought something as simple (and maybe even an empty flattery--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;uy fishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;! haha) like that could make me feel good? &amp;nbsp;I always thought only old, wrinkly, vain ladies care about their age and if they look like it. &amp;nbsp;The type who can't accept old age with grace. &amp;nbsp;The Cher type.&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But it does. &amp;nbsp;It makes me feel good. &amp;nbsp;And it makes me love myself more. &amp;nbsp;And take care of myself more. &amp;nbsp;But the thing is, the intent to look younger is not there. &amp;nbsp;In fact, its in the acceptance that I am gaining years (and hope that I gain wisdom too) that I started to live more freely and with less worries, thinking that the NOW is the life that I have been working on for the longest time.&amp;nbsp;&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I soooo love being in my 30s. &amp;nbsp; I'm old enough to be independent, but young enough to enjoy life at its fullest.&amp;nbsp;I'm not keeping my real age a secret, but it's fun having people guess. &amp;nbsp;Ofcourse being polite Pinoys that we are, we almost always guess very conservatively. &amp;nbsp;But a 7yr gap? &amp;nbsp;That is something I can be really happy about. :)&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;See I even write about it. &amp;nbsp;Who gives a heck with white hairs!&amp;nbsp;&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/25040837-3724142531319696009?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/3724142531319696009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=3724142531319696009&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3724142531319696009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3724142531319696009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-20.html' title='The new 20'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7661749033734826510</id><published>2010-02-01T17:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T17:31:53.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/alex96c" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/alex96c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7661749033734826510?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7661749033734826510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7661749033734826510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7661749033734826510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7661749033734826510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-6453172602618840897</id><published>2010-01-19T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:27:17.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cosmo chic'/><title type='text'>Hyped but (usually) unutilized</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm talking about planners and datebooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Eversince that popular coffeeshop started its promo, owning and carrying a planner is the coolest thing next to black nail polish. &amp;nbsp;Unfortunately, for two years now, my attempt falls short. &amp;nbsp;This year, I was one sticker away. &amp;nbsp; I easily filled up the regular drinks part (and more) but the Christmas drinks? Bleh. Obviously I'm not a fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S1UihKeDMTI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/SsCazNJdv24/s1600-h/malapascua-sinulog+trip+324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S1UihKeDMTI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/SsCazNJdv24/s200/malapascua-sinulog+trip+324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, last year a found a good friend in my Cosmopolitan planner. &amp;nbsp;I realized how a very good tool planners really are. &amp;nbsp;I religiously noted down my period sched (and they have period plotter too!), salon day, meetings, gym visits, trips, bills payment, even my mood for that day! &amp;nbsp;For a time I also listed down my food intake to help monitor my *ehem* diet. &amp;nbsp;Lugging my planner whenever I go was also very convenient whenever I want to write down quotes I heard, or just plainly write down thoughts while sipping my coffee or stuck in traffic. &amp;nbsp;The thoughts are no biggie (I swear! haha) but I am proud to say that I completed the planner's cosmic purpose. &amp;nbsp;And that is for my life to have have a semblance of order and for me to have something to write on whenever I want to pretend I'm busy while waiting for friends to show up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S1Uix63gRjI/AAAAAAAAAhY/-rgGWMc7OJ4/s1600-h/malapascua-sinulog+trip+322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S1Uix63gRjI/AAAAAAAAAhY/-rgGWMc7OJ4/s200/malapascua-sinulog+trip+322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As I am not blessed with sharp memory, the old planner shall remain as a reference for the things that I have to recall from last year. &amp;nbsp;I was browsing through it the other day and I was half amused, half &amp;nbsp;icky with the things I did/thought of last year. &amp;nbsp;It really is like your old school "dear diary" but this time without the "dear diary" part just the "carlo sat beside me today". haha. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S1Uo2r-Px4I/AAAAAAAAAhg/uYpEReWtero/s1600-h/cosmo-2010-cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S1Uo2r-Px4I/AAAAAAAAAhg/uYpEReWtero/s200/cosmo-2010-cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This year, I got two---one executive (for work. NAKS!) and one Cosmopolitan (again) for personal. &amp;nbsp; Oh yes, I feel that so much are in store for me this year that I have to have separate notebooks just to keep track. &amp;nbsp;(Well actually it's just a tad embarrassing if I open my planner during a meeting and an entry like "need to buy eyebrow shaver" or "very bad PMS" will pop out.) &amp;nbsp;History (or atleast that which concerns me) will be on these sheets of papers. &amp;nbsp;This year will be captured by stickers and colored pens and highlighters giving way to my penchant for doodling and writing nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Let 2010 roll in. &amp;nbsp;Let the sheets get inked.&lt;/span&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/25040837-6453172602618840897?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/6453172602618840897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=6453172602618840897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6453172602618840897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6453172602618840897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2010/01/hyped-but-usually-unutilized.html' title='Hyped but (usually) unutilized'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S1UihKeDMTI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/SsCazNJdv24/s72-c/malapascua-sinulog+trip+324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-5671363979288235694</id><published>2010-01-07T14:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:27:38.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strangers'/><title type='text'>Fraudulent sms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday, I received this message from an unlisted number:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Kamusta n kyo jan? i2 bgo roaming number ko, n block ang dting simcard ko, malapit n akong mgpadala nextweek n, gus2 ko sna tumawag ngaun pro ala ako load, loadan nyo muna ako tawag ako s agency, mhirap lng mgpaload d2, ingat kyo jan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yeah right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The message was soooo wrong in so many ways. &amp;nbsp;And amongst all of them, nanggigigil lang ako sa "i2" at "gus2". &amp;nbsp;Wala akong kaibigan/kamag anak na ganyang magtext! &amp;nbsp;(I hope!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Okay so form aside, I really hope these lowly cheating creatures will get what they deserve. &amp;nbsp;Kung wala kang pera wag kang &amp;nbsp;mandugas para lang makatext! &amp;nbsp;Anubah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And for all those poor victims who indeed are expecting this type of sms from anybody they know, may they be blessed with smarts as to ask and confirm before they send out help. &amp;nbsp; I know of a couple of people who've fallen prey out of awa. &amp;nbsp;Don't please. &amp;nbsp;Walang manloloko kung walang magpapaloko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, just so you know, I replied:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Your number has been reported to NTC (actually matagal ko din inisip ano nga ba ang appropriate department to indicate hehe). &amp;nbsp;You are presently being tracked for investigation regarding the messages that you are sending out re asking for help. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ayan. &amp;nbsp;Then around midnight, I sent another message:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;You are being tracked and investigated. &amp;nbsp;Send further fraudulent message and due action will be taken. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Well, I hope it rattled them some. &amp;nbsp;Owell.&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/25040837-5671363979288235694?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/5671363979288235694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=5671363979288235694&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5671363979288235694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5671363979288235694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2010/01/fraudulent-sms.html' title='Fraudulent sms'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-1261334762236321301</id><published>2010-01-04T13:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:28:16.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year ender'/><title type='text'>In Retrospect</title><content type='html'>After the holiday frenzy has died down come the realization that indeed, another year has gone by and a new glorious year is here.   I will be celebrating another birthday in the next couple of days, and there lies the question of "what have I got to show for 3X years?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well the past year has been soooo good to me.  It may not seem like that, with the Ondoy thing which really upstaged the other events of 2009, but in truth was really not the biggest thing that ever happened to me, personal life-wise.   I however have to acknowledge that that September disaster opened my eyes to a lot of things I never knew about me before and helped me heaps in "cleansing" my phonebook, my "friends list", stuff which hasn't been used for almost ten years but we don't have the heart to throw away, ugly baby pictures (haha), and a whole lot of stuff I don't have a use of but is still keeping for "future use" (which never came).   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you just notice how positive that paragraph is?  Ah that lesson I learned big time too.  Always, always see the positive in everything.  There must be something good in there somewhere.  If we'll only be patient and acknowledging enough to see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't turned to one perky-chirpy-positive-lala girl though.  I still have the biatch in me, but it's reserved for "you deserve it! *slap, slap*" moments.    And that happens ever so rarely now.   With age comes patience.  Slide, slide, slide.  But use baby talk and mehn, you're going to get an earful.  Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, in retrospect, here are the highlights of my 2009:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Lessons learned:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  I am much more than what I thought I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Keeping just a few friends is OK.  I don't need lots of them if they're not around anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Gamble only what you can afford to lose.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biggest achievement:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Losing 16 lbs!  Call me vain, but really, it was one achievement for me!  Sadly, I think I gained back about half of it  over the Holidays. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  got back to reading books!!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biggest change:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Haircut (September) of minimum 10inches off.   Can I just sing "ang gaan gaan ng feeling!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Places I've been:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Bangkok, Thailand (September)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Brugge, Belgium (November)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Frankfurt, Germany (November)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Moscow, Russia (November)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thing/s I said I wouldn't do but did so in 2009:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  go to the gym.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  break my word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  got suspended due to tardiness (eeeew!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New gadget/s:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  ipod&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  blackberry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best events I've been:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Pangasinan trip (February)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Thess' wedding (Tagaytay, May 03)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Coffee thingie with a friend (May)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Lucia's Wedding/after party (Sofitel, June 27)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  QC day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  After party (December)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Low moments:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Kuya and family moving to Aus (March)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Ondoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  going broke (hahaha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mantra for 2009:&lt;br /&gt;- the way she acts is the way she will likely be treated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most played song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  Kiwi and infatuation by Maroon 5 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biggest purchase/s:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  house repair stuff (haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  make up (kill me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  leather satchel (love, love, love this!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biggest stressor:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  heavy TRAAAAAAAAFFIC along Mindanao Ave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite pieces of clothing/accessory:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  black leggings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  oversized shirts/tops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  dual time watch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acquired new habit:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- using bath oils&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- applying primer after moisturizer before foundation. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  religiously referred and used my planner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regrets /Disappointments (?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  leaving my eye glasses which eventually got lost in the gym.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  living the life a little too late &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-  messing with a messy person. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There.  I know there are a couple more which helped made my year but at the moment I can't think of them.   I sure would mention it in the next entries if and when it arises.   Meantime, can I just stress my 'tagline' for 2010?    here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"mabuhay ang mga Laida Magtalas!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*wink, wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/25040837-1261334762236321301?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/1261334762236321301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=1261334762236321301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1261334762236321301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1261334762236321301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-retrospect.html' title='In Retrospect'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-777180662844218165</id><published>2009-12-23T16:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:28:32.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year ender'/><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>It's been one heck of a roller coaster year, personal and otherwise, but come December everything just shifts to Holiday mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; a very Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to whoever gets to read this post.  Rest assured that I mean it from the heart and there's atleast one person who's greeted you with all its meaning entailed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-777180662844218165?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/777180662844218165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=777180662844218165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/777180662844218165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/777180662844218165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-8587814674197887986</id><published>2009-12-14T10:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:28:58.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><title type='text'>Alive</title><content type='html'>I have actually thought of deleting this blog, until someone anonymous commented on one of the posts from way back.  So it's like telling me that this blog still exist and must be given attention soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like any individual who rode the wave of social networking sites, I left this blog untouched for a loooong time.   I just realized that I never really imparted anything meaningful lately except for a few witty shout outs and pleasant-enough-photos-worthy-of-a-profile-pic.  So I come back to where I can really express the real me.  I blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot begin to describe this year.  It was (is, since it still is 2009). . . different in more ways than one.  I did things even I wouldn't believe I'd do.  Good and bad, that is.   It was one hell of a ride.  And the stories will be told in the next posts I guess since I do not know where to start telling them now.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the point is, here I am, and I'm still alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/25040837-8587814674197887986?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/8587814674197887986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=8587814674197887986&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8587814674197887986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8587814674197887986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2009/12/alive.html' title='Alive'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-8216990407576718251</id><published>2009-08-12T14:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:29:36.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipod'/><title type='text'>An attempt to get organized</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Question:  Just how do you organize your ipod music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&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: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have about 2000++ songs and they're just there, as is how I downloaded/ripped/copied it. I did make the effort to check the titles and artists though.  But still, it's a mess. &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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;As I am on a voluntary Facebook rehab (for reasons I prefer not to disclose), I decided to organize the ipod instead.  In vain.  A total failure.  I created playlists according to. . . oh I don't know.  I just feel like making this list. &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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;perk me up - my morning songs.  something to inspire me.  top choice, Right said fred. ahahahhahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;mellow yellow - white noise actually.  something i could listen to without being bothered.  (Tamia, Blaque, Jennifer Love Hewitt, some Sting, Braxtons hehe)&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;traffic music - Maroon 5, Alanis, Macy Gray, Mike Francis, John legend.  I dont know if there's anything common with these artists, but for some reasons traffic isn't as bad when they sing next to my eardrums.&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;old school - Dave Matthews, U2, Gin Blosssoms, Green day, Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Live, STP.  yes.  when I was still in school.  thus, the name. haha&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;timeless classics - yung mga corny but you just can't help but.  Peabo Bryson, Patti Austin, England Dan and John Ford Coley, EWF, Barry M, Al Jarreu, Sergio Mendes and the rest of the gang.  Ah Bee Gees siempre. &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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Run!!! -  yes, with exclamation point talaga.  Nina Sky, lotsa hip hop. ngahahaha!&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Light and easy - Joshua Radin, Justin Nozuka, John Mayer, Jason Mraz, James Morisson.  Aba, panay J.  I usually listen to this while doing crossword during breaktime. for some reasons.&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;I know I still have a looooong way to go before I finally finally get satisfied with how the songs are classified.  IF I even have the time and energy to try again that is.&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Oh, and you won't find any Madonna in any of the playlists.  When I listen to Madonna, sya lang at wala nang iba.  haha!&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: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-8216990407576718251?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/8216990407576718251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=8216990407576718251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8216990407576718251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8216990407576718251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2009/08/attempt-to-get-organized.html' title='An attempt to get organized'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-8230340860087818695</id><published>2009-07-21T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:30:07.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><title type='text'>Reality check</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Last night's dream must be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%;"&gt; the weirdest I've had. I don't usually remember dreams, but this one scared the sh*t out of me that I woke up wondering if it was true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;There I was taking a photo of someone I dont remember who, and then as I look at the cam's LCD, I am saw this girl instead. She has frizzy hair and kohl-lined eyes (which I would call smokey eyes, if it wasnt such a scary dream. haha). Then she looked at me and then turned and looked at me again with her eyes full of emotions I can't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened fast. Blink-of-an-eye fast. But the image is so vivid I can still picture it out while typing this. I can see her face, but I know that I haven't met her. Ever. And I hope I won't. Ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;And so being the occult fanatic that I am, I checked out the possible meaning of this dream under "ghost" and found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;ghost&lt;/strong&gt; may represent something that is gone but not forgotten, or something that is almost forgotten but that you simply cannot release.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="forrasurl"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Oh. Okay. I think that is more scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-8230340860087818695?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/8230340860087818695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=8230340860087818695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8230340860087818695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8230340860087818695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2009/07/reality-check.html' title='Reality check'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-8508880879670533494</id><published>2009-04-07T09:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:30:45.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister act'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-something-blues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>An adult conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;I've had the most adult conversation with my sister last Sunday.  This, while both of us were sitting on the grassiest part of that blair-witch-project-like path to the beach of Puerto Azul.  She had another of her fainting episodes and I was there trying to keep her company and making light of the situation.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:  Sigurado ka bang di ka buntis?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sis:  Hindi nga, nagtest ako nung Friday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:  e bakit ka ganyan?  di mo na na outgrow yang pagkamahimatayin mo *evil laugh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sis:  gagu ka.  si bob nga (bro-in-law) masakit din daw batok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:  anubayan, mga injured!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sis:  yabang neto.  kaya ikaw mag asawa ka na nang magkaanak ka ng malakas ka pa.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;That.  Isn't it sweet?  If that comment was thrown at me by another person, say my Mom, I either would have (a) rolled my eyes, (b) delivered my "ay nako, walang pakialaman" spiel, (c) snarled, or all of the above.    But hey it was from my sis.  My sis who received exact, same comments (and more) before she got hitched.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;She only means well.  It wasnt to mock me or to push me to be part of the cutesy-wootsey coupledom as if I'm living in hell and she's living in dreamland.   No, she just wanted for me to enjoy to the fullest should &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; time comes.  And i think I appreciate it that way.  Waaaaaay better than being nagged and being the object of ovarian jokes (which are definitely not funny).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;So there.  At high noon, amidst the fainting bout(s) and the terrible heat, I've had the most adult conversation with my sis.  And all I can reply to what she said was "ngeh".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-8508880879670533494?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/8508880879670533494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=8508880879670533494&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8508880879670533494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8508880879670533494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2009/04/adult-conversation.html' title='An adult conversation'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-1149123097011156158</id><published>2009-03-31T07:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:31:41.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><title type='text'>Decorum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;A friend pointed it out to me.  I get into laughing fit whenever I get nervous.  Really.  I didn't notice it before as what usually gets me into that state are funny incidents, or could pass as one.  Except for that time when my friend pointed that out and I could only feel bad I reacted that way.  And I really can't do anything about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;See, I think that that incident could have put  me in a different place than where I am today.  Not saying that it's bad or good (depending on whose PoV we're looking at anyway) but I believe, everything would just be. . .different.   I am just sorry I could have offended feelings with this sick impulse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;So it almost happened again recently.  Heaven forbid that I crack in the most unusual circumstance.  No.  Please.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-1149123097011156158?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/1149123097011156158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=1149123097011156158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1149123097011156158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1149123097011156158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2009/03/decorum.html' title='Decorum'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7139512549672204476</id><published>2009-03-12T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:32:12.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-something-blues'/><title type='text'>Pondering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SbjbigoKCnwAAEuU0Lw1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now that I think about it, maybe there is something I can do aside from my day job.  I want to be a professional make up artist &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Well, I've been watching a lot of youtube videos the past days (check out EnKore, the vids are great), and I was just thinking that that is something I can do and maybe, just maybe, will be good at.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;How much does having your make up done cost anyway? And with the wedding season coming, I can just imagine how in-demand artists can be.  You get paid, you enjoy, plus you are earning karma points for making people feel good about themselves.  Nice? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Plus!  You get to shake the guilt for having bought all those make ups which you never get to use anyway...and a valid reason for hoarding more.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;And that my friends is what I call hidden agenda.  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" height="139" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SbjcJwoKCnwAAFqcKN41/vector-make-up-girl.jpg?et=MzKHl3OZCsV2d4MhHMsxRA&amp;amp;nmid=0" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7139512549672204476?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7139512549672204476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7139512549672204476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7139512549672204476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7139512549672204476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2009/03/pondering.html' title='Pondering'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7386791773347907160</id><published>2009-03-06T11:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:32:31.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Progression</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Bad:  Me belting out "I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you..." while plucking my brows in front of the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Worse:  the song is from &lt;em&gt;MY&lt;/em&gt; ipod which I connected to full blast speakers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Worst:  I &lt;em&gt;downloaded&lt;/em&gt; the song from Limewire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;tawagin na lang natin syang guilty pleasure.  haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7386791773347907160?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7386791773347907160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7386791773347907160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7386791773347907160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7386791773347907160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2009/03/progression.html' title='Progression'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7314616941841431937</id><published>2009-03-04T05:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:32:58.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister act'/><title type='text'>The man for her</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For Every Woman&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;       by Nancy Smith&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For every woman who is tired of acting weak&lt;br /&gt;when she knows she is strong,&lt;br /&gt;There is a man who is tired of appearing strong&lt;br /&gt;when he feels vulnerable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For every woman who is tired of acting dumb,&lt;br /&gt;There is a man who is burdened with the constant&lt;br /&gt;expectation of knowing everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For every woman who is tired of being called&lt;br /&gt;emotional female, There is a man who is denied&lt;br /&gt;the full right to weep and be gentle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For every woman who feels tied down by her children,&lt;br /&gt;There is a man who is denied the full pleasure&lt;br /&gt;of shared parenthood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For every woman who is denied meaningful&lt;br /&gt;employment and equal pay,&lt;br /&gt;There is a man who must bear full financial&lt;br /&gt;responsibility for another human being.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For every woman who was not taught the&lt;br /&gt;intricacies of an automobile,&lt;br /&gt;There is a man who was not taught&lt;br /&gt;the satisfaction of cooking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For every woman who takes a step towards&lt;br /&gt;her own liberation, There is a man who&lt;br /&gt;finds that the way to freedom has&lt;br /&gt;been made a little easier.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;______________________________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;I've learned of this piece years ago in the Sorority's celebration of Women's Month.   This is such a beautiful piece which speaks of the brand of feminism we, regardless of gender, should strive for.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Further schedule of activities this March can be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://roycielovespink.multiply.com/journal/item/142/MARCH_is_WOMENS_MONTH"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;here&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sa3txAoKCnwAABx2Two1/m-fe9bc8a6fce2d6b717beff0901658fcb.gif?et=60IYp8Oshhj31sI%2C4Rp%2C6A&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's celebrate womanhood!  Happy Women's month&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7314616941841431937?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7314616941841431937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7314616941841431937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7314616941841431937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7314616941841431937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2009/03/man-for-her.html' title='The man for her'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-3481748147427431361</id><published>2009-01-27T08:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:33:21.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-something-blues'/><title type='text'>The battle is on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I haven't been blogging lately due that I don't really have anything to write about.  Januarys are usually like this albeit its my birthday month.  And birthdays are getting to be less and less fun as one's age inches away and away from the calendar.  lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, as what I have also been doing every start of the year for the past ten million years, I make promises to myself.  Some call it resolutions, but I'd rather call them promises.  Resolutions dont really solve anything.  But with promises, I tend to be more driven. No compromise! A promise is a promise! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So since a couple of my friends are getting married (it's like that, kung may age na lahat nagdedebut, there is a stage when everyone seems to be getting married naman.  and I am there somewhere.  at the background.), I, the sisig-eating, san mig-lover sedentary singleton all of a sudden had to be the prim and physically fit member of a wedding entourage.  Well it's no requirement, but unless I want to be remembered as the girl who looked like longganisa in her tube dress, then I must act on it.  FAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And so the promise to be more fit and healthy is born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fitness test revealed that I am like eight hundred light years away from my ideal weight of...tadaaahh...112-124lbs.   I was mortified.  Not at my present weight, mind you, but with the ideal weight for my height.  Just how could that be?!?!  Anyway can I just say that I once was at my ideal weight...when I was a college freshie?   W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hy oh why did God give fat cells the ability to multiply instead of braincells?  WHY???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But so I'm back to walking and jogging and yoga-at-home.  Goodbye Saturday afternoons in front of the tellie while munching chippy (yung pula!) and sipping coke.  Goodbye elevators.  At semi goodbye lang to san mig light (light naman e! haha).  I have three months to work on.  If not for the wedding, then I am doing this for the upcoming Bora trip.  Yeah, vanity sure is a great motivator.  But more importantly I am putting my heart on this for health reasons.  How could I go to the places I want to go to, do the things I want to do if I am so unhealthy I can't even make it to the top step of the pink footbridge without gasping for air?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;With that, I am waging war against these pesky fat cells until they have significantly decreased.  Payt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-3481748147427431361?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/3481748147427431361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=3481748147427431361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3481748147427431361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3481748147427431361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2009/01/battle-is-on.html' title='The battle is on!'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-4839421418591178947</id><published>2008-12-31T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:33:40.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year ender'/><title type='text'>My year-ender</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;To all those I've hurt, in one way or another, I am sorry.  Truly.  *Tina*, I am not sure if you get around to reading this, but whatever happened between us this year, for whatever things I've said or haven't said but should have, I am sorry.  Sometimes self preservation gets the better of me.  I may not regret making my point, but I sincerely apologize for the hurt I may have caused you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;To all those people whom I've had a misunderstanding with, please forgive my being stubborn.  I am a work in progress and having more patience and broadening my perspective are surely part of my further training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;To all those who made me laugh, thank you.  The gift of laughter is something I could not live without and having you around me is one thing I treasure dearly.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;To all those who shared my fears and in the process helped me conquer them, I appreciate it so much.   Knowing that there are people supporting me encourages me to dare much, risk much and in turn live my life fuller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;To all those who let me in in their lives and accepted me for the person I am, thank you.  I can not promise to stay forever, but I can promise that our time spent together will be worth every minute of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;To all those who caused me pain, how dare you! Life is full of shit and may yours be full of it.  Har har har! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Bye 2008!  The year has been full of revelations, transitions, new beginnings, endings but I wouldn't have changed a single thing.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;May 2009 bring me all of these again and then some more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-4839421418591178947?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/4839421418591178947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=4839421418591178947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/4839421418591178947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/4839421418591178947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-year-ender.html' title='My year-ender'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-6869521503863179040</id><published>2008-12-30T16:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:34:16.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year ender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Poker night not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I've been reading this book, Girls Poker Night by Jill Davis, and I realized I cant relate much due that I dont know how to play poker.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Tssssss....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;I know and I'm good at pusoy dos though I havent played in a while.  My highschool guy friends taught me how to play while we were waiting for my friend as she gets permission to go to Antipolo with us.  Antipolo was the place to be then.  Shet, this was ten years ago and then some.  We played pusoy dos every chance we get.  Even aboard a bus on a field trip.  such fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Anyway, this penchant for pusoy dos I later discovered was shared by a couple of sorority sisters.  We used to play cards at the AS "hill"  til we can't see a thing.  Which we later remedied with what else, candles!  We played cards on those stone tables and benches until someone hits the pot.  Big deal.  It was just worth P12 max.  At 25cents per taya, what do you expect.  Just imagine how long have we been playing to have a pot worth P12.  But again, its not about the money.  It's about the F-U-N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;But I digress.  I've had enough of pusoy dos.  Somebody teach me how to play poker.  I think it's much cooler to say "can't go out tonight, i'm playing poker with the girls." than "magpupusoy kame eh".   Like it has some kick-ass ring to it no?   I dont want Mahjong.  I have this funny notion that Mahjong is for, errrr...the elderly.  hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;I once told this friend, who claims to be good at poker, that I dont have an iota of idea how it is done.  She made this sorta maldita comment "hindi ka marunong???" as if I have been cheating people my whole life.  And when I told her to teach me, she had a gazillion things to do.  Riiiiiiight.  Atleast I know what I dont know.  Unlike some pretentious bitch I sometimes call my friend.  hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;So there.  My 2009 "must learn" list includes poker.  Be a friend and teach me.  I promise to be a good student. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-6869521503863179040?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/6869521503863179040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=6869521503863179040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6869521503863179040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6869521503863179040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/12/poker-night-not.html' title='Poker night not'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-6766910771716149110</id><published>2008-12-29T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:38:26.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year ender'/><title type='text'>Holiday blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So many things to do, so little time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yeah right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Twelve days holiday and on the third day I am getting bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Missing the rush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;On the fourth day, I find myself working from home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And then malling as if I havent seen the mall for years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Sending sms to friends for meet ups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;And now browsing the net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Eight more days.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Gahd.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Eight.more.days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-6766910771716149110?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/6766910771716149110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=6766910771716149110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6766910771716149110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6766910771716149110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-blues.html' title='Holiday blues'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-5200870482768985205</id><published>2008-12-16T05:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:38:53.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Sickness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;May sakit ang wallet ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Diarrhea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Labas ng labas ng pera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;E di ba masakit yun lalo na pag wala naman talagang ilalabas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SUcVxQoKCnwAABC0OEs1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" height="267" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SUcVxQoKCnwAABC0OEs1/wallet-illustration.png?et=MzLw5BoTmR5goxUMNRSljw&amp;amp;nmid=0" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-5200870482768985205?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/5200870482768985205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=5200870482768985205&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5200870482768985205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5200870482768985205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/12/sickness.html' title='Sickness'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-2916216963646247090</id><published>2008-12-10T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:39:26.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year ender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>7 realizations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1.  Hitting malls' kids section during the weekends (perfect time arnd 12nn - 4pm) is like having my annual physical exam.  I dont exactly like it, but I have to do it.  Sure, I like kids but in their caterwauling-mommy-i-want-this-mommy-i-want-that mode, please, i need my space.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;2.  I have spent twice as much as my Christmas gifts budget.  Pano ba naman I always buy in pair---one for the person whom the gift is intended, and one for ME.  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt; self-love at its finest! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;3.  Malls close later!  Happiness!  I leave the office at 9pm and I still manage to inhale simoy ng hanging SM!  On ordinary days, metal shutters na lang naabutan ko.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;4.  Kids section (ayun na naman. haha)  is way more orderly and peaceful on a weeknight.  Try nyo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;5.  Fruitcake has been replaced with cheesecake.  For which I am thankful for.  I never liked fruitcakes.  Even if it is spiked with liquor.  I prefer my liquor straight up, thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;6.  The long holidays is a perfect time to schedule cauterization.  hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;7.  In a few weeks I'll be 31.  Dang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-2916216963646247090?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/2916216963646247090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=2916216963646247090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2916216963646247090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2916216963646247090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/12/7-realizations.html' title='7 realizations'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-5829413530354949718</id><published>2008-12-03T14:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:39:41.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year ender'/><title type='text'>December frenzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be careful what you wish for cause you just might get it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;The past days, weeks even, have been busy to the hilt.  But with the onset of December, the nature of the frenzy took a different turn.  Now I have my hands full of reunions to organize (which started as a simple get together and now it's like a major event with min. 60pax attendees!), mails to reply, lists to make, parties to attend, shopping (!), out of town plans to book, blah, blah, blah...krazeeee but FUN.   Oh and there certainly is something wrong going on with the world as I have been hit on lately.  Hahaha!  See, magugunaw na ata ang mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Anyways, speaking of lists, I have several to make.  BUT, ofcourse I would start with the most fun to make, &lt;strong&gt;MY CHRISTMAS WISHLIST&lt;/strong&gt; anupah?!  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;u&gt;black satchel&lt;/u&gt;.  well preferably black, but I'd take any color Coach comes up with.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;-  &lt;u&gt;wall clock&lt;/u&gt;.  I need a new wall clock for my room.  bold colors.  funky.  fun.  anything that will make me happy checking it out nevermind the worry that Im almost always running late.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;-  &lt;u&gt;Spa gift cert&lt;/u&gt;.  lovely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;-  &lt;u&gt;LCD tv&lt;/u&gt;.  not even &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; would give this to myself.  or maybe i will. or maybe not.  or maybe I will. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;-  &lt;u&gt;shadow picture boxes&lt;/u&gt;.  all sizes are welcome, but frames should be dark colored.  I have been too lazy to update my scrapbook.  It would be easier to put my mementos in shadow boxes instead.  I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;u&gt;SIMS 2 double deluxe&lt;/u&gt;.   okay din kung may expansion packs ng apartment life, nightlife, open for business, or stuff like mansion and garden, Ikea homestuff, H&amp;amp;M fashion stuff, kitchen and bath interior... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;- Boston Legal season 4 and 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;- The Practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;- Coffee blend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;. . . ayan pa lang naman &lt;strong&gt;so far&lt;/strong&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-5829413530354949718?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/5829413530354949718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=5829413530354949718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5829413530354949718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5829413530354949718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-frenzy.html' title='December frenzy'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-3933063980133771208</id><published>2008-11-24T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T10:11:43.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='j moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>J moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;I was in "tanda mode" this morning.  Tanda mode meaning I was tuned in to Anthony Taberna.  My good old walkman came in handy with its AM/FM mode.  I almost fell asleep listening to JDV's speech.  For a Monday morning, it's just not what I need.  Given that I am already so not in the mood for work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;So I shifted to FM.  Ang saya lang.  Unlike with ipod, listening to FM gives you the element of surprise as to what song will come in next.  Ang mas masaya, i tuned in to errr...kailangan pa bang imemorize yan? hahaha!  The joy of earphones.  Nobody knows what I'm listening to.  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, what I really want to share is that I heard Rodel Naval's Muli (in case you dont know the song, which i highly doubt since it was a hit, below is a vid).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It was revived by PDA season 2 scholar Bugoy.  Not a bad interpretation, but ofcourse nothing beats the original.  Rodel Naval is one of those singers whose songs you find yourself singing along with without really knowing why and how you got to memorize it.  Muli is a nice song.  Better than Lumayo Ka man sa akin.  hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Further on my j moments, I downloaded Bugoy's Paano na Kaya.  Ang saya lang talaga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Ayun lang.  J moments.  Kacheapan at its finest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-3933063980133771208?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/3933063980133771208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=3933063980133771208&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3933063980133771208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3933063980133771208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/11/j-moments.html' title='J moments'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-6933821541197802396</id><published>2008-11-17T04:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:40:51.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewells'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>We need your help</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="bodytext" align="justify" author_possessive="roycielovespink's" author="roycielovespink"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;My sorority sister, Sheryl Tienzo, is confined at the ICU of Makati Medical Center. She has been bleeding since Saturday after giving birth to her son. Aside from the bleeding, her blood is also coagulating therefore blocking her veins which eventually raptures due to the blockage. The doctors said that she has only 20% chance of living.  In fact, she just got revived for 3 times. She continuously needs to have a blood transfusion in order for her to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, we are very much in need of blood donors.  She has O+ blood type but any blood type can be donated. Whoever is interested, please text 09266677739 or drop by Makati Medical Center Annex blood bank at the ground floor. When filling up the form please put my sis' name, Sheryl Tienzo, on the patient's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please also forward this message to your circle of friends and please also pray for her speedy recovery. Thanks. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-6933821541197802396?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/6933821541197802396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=6933821541197802396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6933821541197802396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6933821541197802396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-need-your-help.html' title='We need your help'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-2253148624406679873</id><published>2008-11-13T07:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:41:38.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-something-blues'/><title type='text'>Designing frenzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Eversince Randee posted photos of his uberly organized room, the itch to redecorate mine kept nagging at me. I know that for the past weeks, even months, all I ever did in that room is to sleep. I haven't had the time nor the initiative to put some semblance of order. Parang boxing match lang: "in one corner books all in one heap, in the other all my bags!". Royal rumble na! And the dresser top? Ngyay, merry mix of accessories. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Anyway, I promise to do something about it soon. Like this weekend. I want to rearrange and buy some stuff to inspire me to really really have myself DO it. (yeah right, gastos lang naman ang gusto kong gawin ayoko naman talagang magayos. hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;So there I was last night, drooling over the nicest furniture and softest cushions at SM Homeworld. Ang saya lang talaga tumambay dito! I love this part of SM! Imagination portion. Think la-Z-boy, plush carpet, soft ambient light...*sigh*. I even saw some new sofa bed styles which made me think if I need a new bed. Hay, even the sheets and the sheer curtains spell looooove. Happiness is here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Anyway, I was inspired alright. And I picked up some bright ideas too. I scrapped my plan to buy a work desk, I dont need any more drawers anyway (tatambakan ko na naman yun ng kung anu ano) instead, I will go buy a Bistro high table and high stool. Parang parati lang akong nasa coffee shop/bar while surfing. Bright idea much? hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Further, I wanna kick this rearranging thing a notch higher (nasobrahan sa inspiration amp!). I realized how boring my plain soft beige wall is. Soft brown seems to be cool. It would also go well with my boracay-feel-shell-curtain. Hmmm. And how about some bold colors stripes for sheets? And chic floor lamp? Ayos. Gastos! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;So good luck to me. May I be able to live up to my imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;PS.  Meantime ibubuhos ko muna ang aking creative juices sa SIMS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-2253148624406679873?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/2253148624406679873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=2253148624406679873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2253148624406679873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2253148624406679873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/11/designing-frenzy.html' title='Designing frenzy'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-8367493299476917376</id><published>2008-11-12T10:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:42:04.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year ender'/><title type='text'>Why I'm looking forward to Christmas:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1.  &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt;Show me the money.&lt;/span&gt;  It's that time of the year na feel na feel kong shet, sulit ang ipinasok at ikinastress ko ng isang taon!  though as always I dont really realize how much money i've had til it's all gone at nagcocompute na ko't walang nang natira, still, knowing that atleast once a year e yumaman ako ng slight makes me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;2.  &lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: small;"&gt;Gifts.&lt;/span&gt;  Siempre naman!  Loser na lang ang walang natatanggap na regalo kahit isa! haha.  I like receiving gifts.  Kahit yung pathetic at non-sense na bagay katulad ng jell candles na pumuputok naman pag sinindihan.  o kaya ng panabit sa cell phone na hindi ko din ginagamit. hehe.  nakakatuwa lang isipin na may nakaisip na bigyan ka.  at sa hirap ng buhay ngayon, kahit maliit na bagay dapat ipagpasalamat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;3.&lt;span style="color: #ff6600; font-size: small;"&gt;  Shopping.&lt;/span&gt;  Dahil hindi naman ako scrooge, I give gifts in return.  I actually have mixed feelings with shopping.  Hassle na enjoy.  Excited na hindi (dahil sa GASTOS! lol).  Pressured na relaxed.  At kahit ilang daang taon kong sinasabi sa sarili kong maaga ko mamimili ng Christmas gifts e siempre hindi ko pa din magawa.  Sarap kaya makipagsiksikan at maharass! hahaha.  At siempre, hello Bazaar at tiangge! yey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;4.  &lt;span style="color: #cc33cc; font-size: small;"&gt;Generally happy spirit.&lt;/span&gt;  Notice how people change when Christmas is in the offing?  Masaya.  Mas patient.  Patawa tawa.  Generous.  I'd like to think that it's because of the true spirit of Christmas,  pero feeling ko dahil lang talaga yun sa bonus at sa mas malamig na weather.  But who cares?  Enjoy while it last.  Maximize!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;5.  &lt;span style="color: #009900; font-size: small;"&gt;Christmas lights.&lt;/span&gt;  Nafafascinate ako sa Christmas lights.  Ang ganda! Tsaka parang ansaya tignan.  Though minsan parang may senti note ang dating lalo na pag outdoors, may drizzle, mainit na kape at tumutugtog ang "Chestnuts roasting on an open fire...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;6.  &lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: small;"&gt;Christmas songs.&lt;/span&gt;  Sappy.  Mushy.  Tunog lata.  Paulit ulit.  Whatever, just bring it on!   I especially love Tony Bennett's The Christmas song, Andy Williams' The most wonderful time, and Frank Sinatra's Let it Snow.  O sige na nga, isama na natin yung Sana Ngayong Pasko ni Ariel Rivera!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;7.  &lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: small;"&gt;The food!&lt;/span&gt;  At may exclamation point talaga. haha.  Actually ang gusto ko lang talaga yung queso de bola.  Since ako lang ata ang nageenjoy sa pait nito, ginagawa ko syang pimiento.  Haha.   Puto Bumbong!!! yung madaming nyog at star margarine!  yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;8.  &lt;span style="color: #006600; font-size: small;"&gt;Parties/Reunions.&lt;/span&gt;  Not a favorite, dahil may pagod-ako-suplada-ako moments pa din kahit December.  PERO, ansaya pa din makita ang mga taong minsan isang taon ko lang makita...or minsan isang taon ko lang makitang marunong pala tumawa.  hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;9.  &lt;span style="color: #6633ff; font-size: small;"&gt;The Weather&lt;/span&gt;.  ang lamiiiiiiig!!!!  Though for some weird reasons umuulan na ang December ngayon.  Pero happy pa din.  Nakakatamad bumangon, ansarap matulog, nakakatamad kumilos, nakakatamad maligo..hahaha!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;10.  &lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Less workload&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  DA BEST!  holiday ng matagal tagal.  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRqMPAoKCnIAAEE46Hw1/Christmas20Spirit.jpg?et=lYeNs0QYaHC9JP41wB4%2B6A&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-8367493299476917376?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/8367493299476917376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=8367493299476917376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8367493299476917376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8367493299476917376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-i-looking-forward-to-christmas.html' title='Why I&amp;#39;m looking forward to Christmas:'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-1258303230982610688</id><published>2008-11-06T04:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:42:22.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><title type='text'>Escapist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;I'm presently addicted with escape games.  As in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Escape games are fun.  Makes you a virtual prisoner of a &lt;a href="http://www.freewebarcade.com/game/crimson-room/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;crimson room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://www.freewebarcade.com/game/escape-the-closet/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;closet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://www.freewebarcade.com/game/escape-the-phone-booth/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;phone booth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and many more.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;It makes you think.  Be creative.  And for a couple of minutes, depending on how fast can you do it,  literally escape your worries and paperworks.  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-1258303230982610688?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/1258303230982610688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=1258303230982610688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1258303230982610688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1258303230982610688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/11/escapist.html' title='Escapist'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-6826579474512346989</id><published>2008-11-03T05:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:43:03.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen experiment'/><title type='text'>Truffles...pwede?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;I've been searching for something to experiment on.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Nauwi ako sa truffles &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;bathed in cocoa powder and cookie crumbs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQ5gcAoKCnIAAHbqw8w1/10.18.08-011.jpg?et=kRgFe4nKVnD81B4hlfU1KA&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQ5g2QoKCnIAAAJbFcc1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQ5g2QoKCnIAAAJbFcc1/10.18.08-008.jpg?et=TvW8HAU37PCi1%2CF53X73VA&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQ5fMwoKCnIAAFOJVxg1/10.18.08-013a.JPG?et=dadW1f27o8ZGdhCmsRoghg&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;shaved almond sitting happily on top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQ5hIwoKCnIAAAIWE@Y1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQ5hIwoKCnIAAAIWE@Y1/10.18.08-002.jpg?et=T%2C4rqMrr%2Cqh8m3SM8BqQpg&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQ5hvwoKCnIAABgWjKk1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQ5hvwoKCnIAABgWjKk1/10.18.08-041.jpg?et=s6MPRmblHBDSNc7IZ6oDlg&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So far it's been a hit and hit thing.  I've tried it with coffee and with peanut butter, with walnuts and almonds, with candy and choco sprinkles.  So far patok ang coffee. Oh and I've also tried cookies and cream.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Next would be to spike it with rhum, or Frangelico.  Or maybe vodka.  hmmm...let's see. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-6826579474512346989?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/6826579474512346989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=6826579474512346989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6826579474512346989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6826579474512346989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/11/trufflespwede.html' title='Truffles...pwede?'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-5762806959263182072</id><published>2008-10-27T07:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T11:35:18.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johari Window</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="3"&gt;Remember this?  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="3"&gt;Well I was browsing my old blogsite and found the link again.  Please visit my Johari Window and make yours too.  It'd be fun to know what your friends think of you *wink*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=alexis_cabigao"&gt;MY JOHARI WINDOW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-5762806959263182072?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/5762806959263182072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=5762806959263182072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5762806959263182072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5762806959263182072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/10/johari-window.html' title='Johari Window'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7067771909199701069</id><published>2008-10-20T07:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:43:29.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-something-blues'/><title type='text'>Marking the 8th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Eight years ago today, in my blue tops and gray pants (the only decent pieces of clothing I own then), I walked in on this very same grounds.  I was a little scared, a little excited, a little anxious and a little irritated that I had to cancel the lunch date which I have been looking forward to after a toxic final exam in Accounting 1.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;It's like a whirlwind.  Everything happened too fast; as if I closed my eyes and upon opening them again, I was teleported to another dimension.  Gone are the trees, the noise, the bluebooks, the higad scare.  Instead I had this airconditioned corner with a view of Quezon Ave, a pc, soft murmur of voices, and an assertive yet im-not-speaking-unless-necessary German boss.  Oh yes, that day eight years ago I officially graduated from being a government subsidized student to a measly earning taxpayer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;I am employed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;A lot of things have happened since.  Eight years is almost one forth of my life.  And those years were the best years!  My youth (haha)! But unlike many people I know, my job is one of the things that remains steady.  I can drink and be merry after office, go out of town on weekends, engage in beadworks, baking or whatever hobby catches my fancy, but at 8am from Monday to Friday, I punch my time card and assume the role which my job calls for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;I wasn't immune to the job-hopping itch, no.  I did entertain an offer or two.  But just like your one great love, I turned them down for I already have what I want.  And no regrets.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Headaches, intriga, stress and all, I love what I do.  I guess I'm lucky to get it right the first time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Eight years and the end isn't near yet.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7067771909199701069?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7067771909199701069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7067771909199701069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7067771909199701069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7067771909199701069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/10/marking-8th.html' title='Marking the 8th'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-5652396939930872740</id><published>2008-10-03T10:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:25:55.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the widgets are saying</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="standard"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableHeaderRight"&gt;Num&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableHeaderRight"&gt;Perc.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableHeaderleft"&gt;Country Name&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableHeaderRight"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=ph"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;248&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;51.67%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;Philippines&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Philippines" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/ph.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=us"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;56&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;11.67%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;United States&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="United States" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/us.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=pw"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;39&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;8.13%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;Palau&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Palau" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/pw.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=my"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;30&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;6.25%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Malaysia" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/my.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=au"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;28&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;5.83%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;Australia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Australia" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/au.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=ca"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;16&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;3.33%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;Canada&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Canada" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/ca.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=uk"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;2.08%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;United Kingdom&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="United Kingdom" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/uk.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=sg"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;1.46%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;Singapore&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Singapore" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/sg.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=ae"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;1.04%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;United Arab Emirates&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="United Arab Emirates" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/ae.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=jp"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;0.63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;Japan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Japan" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/jp.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=cn"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;0.63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;China&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="China" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/cn.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=fi"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;0.42%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;Finland&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Finland" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/fi.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=tr"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;0.42%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;Turkey&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Turkey" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/tr.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=de"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;0.42%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;Germany&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Germany" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/de.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=kw"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;0.42%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;Kuwait&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Kuwait" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/kw.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=nz"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;0.42%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;New Zealand&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="New Zealand" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/nz.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=pt"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;0.42%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;Portugal&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Portugal" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/pt.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=dk"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;0.42%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;Denmark&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Denmark" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/dk.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=th"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;0.42%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;Thailand&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Thailand" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/th.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=se"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;0.42%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;Sweden&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Sweden" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/se.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=qa"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;0.42%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;Qatar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Qatar" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/qa.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=ro"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;0.42%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;Romania&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Romania" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/ro.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=it"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;0.42%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;Italy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Italy" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/it.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=ie"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;0.21%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;Ireland&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Ireland" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/ie.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=nl"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;0.21%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;Netherlands&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Netherlands" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/nl.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=pa"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;0.21%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;Panama&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Panama" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/pa.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=ch"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;0.21%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;Switzerland&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Switzerland" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/ch.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=cr"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;0.21%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;Costa Rica&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Costa Rica" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/cr.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=pl"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;0.21%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;Poland&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Poland" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/pl.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=sa"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;0.21%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;Saudi Arabia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Saudi Arabia" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/sa.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=aw"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;0.21%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;Aruba&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Aruba" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/aw.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=gu"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;0.21%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;Guam&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Guam" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/gu.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=es"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;0.21%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Left"&gt;Spain&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent2Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Spain" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/es.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/project/standard/drill_down.php?country=mt"&gt;&lt;img height="15" alt="drill down" src="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/images/drill_down.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;0.21%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Left"&gt;Malta&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tableContent1Right"&gt;&lt;img height="11" alt="Malta" src="http://www.statcounter.com/images/flag/mt.png" width="16" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;At may nagbabasa na from other countries ha! lol! I checked the visit lengths at returning visits, at may bumabalik talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung sino man kayo, thank you. walang mag sstalk ha! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-5652396939930872740?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/5652396939930872740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=5652396939930872740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5652396939930872740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5652396939930872740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-widgets-say.html' title='What the widgets are saying'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-709206162192461181</id><published>2008-10-02T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:44:24.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thailand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><title type='text'>The Bangkok story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOSZcwoKCnIAAA853dM1/09.23.08-Bkk-136.jpg?et=soX%2CYUpN8AWONVnSoU4Pug&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;All pink-lovers out there would sure get a kick out of seeing all those hot pink cabs in the streets of Bangkok. The above photo was taken while I was caught in traffic inside a bus. Yes, I took the bus and the MRT and those colored cabs. Everything except the tuktuk which I was fiercely warned against trying. Anyway, it's nothing compared to our Saraos and MalagueÑas. Mas hataw pa ang jeep naten at may sounds! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOSefgoKCnIAAHgYL4g1/09.23.08-Bkk-007.jpg?et=F%2BHe%2BDYmTJqsGVpI2CSQQA&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Traffic is baaaad. But drivers are more patient; they are not a horn-honking lot. There were a couple of overpricing cab drivers but namaaaan, Manila girls ito! One driver was inis when he was forced to use his meter after we told him that we are getting off if he wont use his meter. I dont know if its good, but he asked us where are we from and when we said Philippines, he didnt talk to us at all during our almost an hour ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;On my first day, naghimala ang 3500Bht from my pocket. I felt bad but charged it to the Universe na lang. Sana pagbalik Euro na. Haha. Anyway, this inspired me to haggle to death. Para quits lang. And haggle it is! Sometimes even if I know that im getting a good price, I still haggle and do my "im-walking-away-now-so-lower-your-price" drama just for the kick. And it works. Ha ha! Tantyahan din kung ang tindero/tindera madadaan sa pasweet o sa patigasan. The first word I learned and will forever remember: "kennnnnnot!" .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SOSmYAoKCnIAACufmQM1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOSmYAoKCnIAACufmQM1/09.23.08-Bkk-027.jpg?et=lxwW5UNIfi%2C99ea7K5aBww&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Food. Food is great. But hot. Always hot. And I still dont know what's this distinct taste in their Tom yang. Yung parang kinikiliti ang ilong mo na nakakahatsing? I swear. But the tom yang goom (shrimp) is the best! Plus siempre the pad thai. And because I loved it so much I brought home with me boxes of Instant Pad thai and instant creamy tom yang goom. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SOSniAoKCnIAAD5YhyE1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignright" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOSniAoKCnIAAD5YhyE1/09.23.08-Bkk-026.jpg?et=gatcVOT8QJm2Pe4%2BrqOaEA&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Since this is not an all pleasure trip (in fact, it IS a business trip), I had to work and do serious stuff during the day and all the fun stuff only at night. And fun stuff, other than shopping means sight seeing. Where else to go but PatPong, the red light district! I wasnt brave enough to go inside one of the bars though. Unlike Ams' red light district, medyo mas wild ang crowd dito. Walang babaeng nakaestante, pero alive sila at sumasayaw sayaw. ha ha. Well, how can I even be sure that they are indeed females no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SOSqXQoKCnIAAAgmUSM1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOSqXQoKCnIAAAgmUSM1/09.23.08-Bkk-049.jpg?et=Onf6O89QrulZ0GzMqE97CA&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Siempre, bilang feeling turista temple visit is a must. It's just funny though that one business contact from Thailand hasnt been to any of the popular temples. Would you believe? Anyway, so temples it is. What can I say, they are lavish. Huge. Maarte. Ginto. Everything that you see in the pictures and more. dahil mainit sobra sa lugar ng mga templo. Sooooobra. Nakakadehydrate at nakaka negra. &lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SOSq-AoKCnIAABLLj9s1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignright" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOSq-AoKCnIAABLLj9s1/09.23.08-Bkk-122.jpg?et=bbYlNdfLkDi1fCW0hOpa3Q&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At kahit saan talaga may ungas. There were a couple men who directed us to a gate which is obviously not the entrance and told us that the palace/temple is closed. They were shouting in their pawis and paos itsura. Namaaaan. For a sec medyo we were intimidated, but when we gathered our guts and wit, we walked past them and yes, found the entrance. Me in my capri and my friend who was in leggings were made to rent sarong for 100Bht. No showing of legs inside the revered grounds. One girl we met at the changing room was in long white skirt and when we asked why does she need to change, she turned and showed that her pantyline is obvious. Strict talaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I dont have that much photos due that most of the time I feel malagkit at madumi. I dont have to document that noh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Anyway, all in all Bangkok is a unique and fun city. Of all the places I've been (well there hasnt been that much), this is the most cross/multi cultural. Food is great, people are warm, and most importantly, beer is cold. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SOStcgoKCnIAAFD5SP01"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOStcgoKCnIAAFD5SP01/09.23.08-Bkk-030a.JPG?et=Nygmfp9%2C2YvFY%2Co%2CC9nwGg&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;EDIT:  I also experienced an authentic Thai massage.  For 300Bht, it was great to discover that I had an orchestra within me.  What a sweet symphony my bones and joints made!  Bale-balentong is the word.  The following morning I lay catatonic in bed thinking why did I ever subject myself to that experience.  But anyway, all drama.  I would do it again and again given the chance ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-709206162192461181?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/709206162192461181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=709206162192461181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/709206162192461181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/709206162192461181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/10/bangkok-story.html' title='The Bangkok story'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-3576270516980227497</id><published>2008-10-01T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:44:42.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen experiment'/><title type='text'>Sa pula, sa puti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Staying home on a rainy weekday doesnt necessarily translate to good home cooking.  Sometimes this is the best time to check out how thoes instant whatever tastes like.  Or so I tell my tamad self. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The object of evaluation:  Instant Spaghetti and Instant Carbonara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SONabAoKCnIAAAWqbIs1/IMG-1047.JPG?et=6rjmxcr1mrt%2CANDSEBfN2A&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SONaIQoKCnIAAHO1yEk1/IMG-1045.JPG?et=bzUvWZ%2BuELmuTP8h2HTwvQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Yessss, they have these instant pasta!  I was surprised myself as the market is pretty much saturated with Pancit Canton and its thousand and one variation.  How smart to come up with these two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Anway, yes I am trying both at the same time.  Brunch at 3pm.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Cook the noodle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SONZNgoKCnIAAFpoHVo1/IMG-1051a.jpg?et=z8yARviKXkyBU6pdXmzODg&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Prepare the sauce.  The white sauce comes i powder form and must be dissolved in hot water.  The spaghetti sauce is packed as is and ready to be added to the noodle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SONa5AoKCnIAAAVtUnE1/IMG-1053a.jpg?et=p8CioEwpzwD4FsT4ddd6fg&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SONbgAoKCnIAABmbCBs1/IMG-1054a.jpg?et=0ZWVnyNNwYiIT4YyUMxrug&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about ten minutes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SONcgQoKCnIAAC6z4Ak1/IMG-1062.JPG?et=49tvVj6yWL%2BstXRAH1torw&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SONdDQoKCnIAAERv-s41/IMG-1057.JPG?et=gNl2yLGt0xmJWpqnPOWJ1A&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Evaluation:  Well, I pretty much know what to expect.  Any packaging declaring Pinoy style must be sweet.  And I got that.  Exactly just like that.  The sauce is too bloody red for my liking, but hey ang tamad walang karapatang mamili.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;As for the carbonara, the packaging stated that it uses Nido, so what else can I expect.  It tastes like Nido soup.  Not that nido the bird, but Nido the one that kids drink til they realize that coffee tastes much better.  Yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Not bad for a ca P25 pesos meal (caP12/pack x 2).  But I say nothing can still beat Lucky me Pancit Canton with calamansi.  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-3576270516980227497?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/3576270516980227497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=3576270516980227497&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3576270516980227497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3576270516980227497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/10/sa-pula-sa-puti.html' title='Sa pula, sa puti'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-1445554759890468349</id><published>2008-09-10T15:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:45:00.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-something-blues'/><title type='text'>. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Kailangan ko ng Stresstabs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Mga isang box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Now na!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMeusQoKCn4AAGUSYAk1/a.jpg?et=DkRrZfoA%2B%2CVB9e%2ByO9nsBQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-1445554759890468349?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/1445554759890468349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=1445554759890468349&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1445554759890468349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1445554759890468349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='. . .'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-8195880898711896089</id><published>2008-09-04T07:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:45:29.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Search is on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;After "the search for the perfect camera" (approximately 3weeks madness; i ended up settling for Canon Asomething something) and the "search for the perfect laptop" (mga two weeks din to, then i finally settled for Toshiba satellite), here comes the "search for the perfect laptop bag".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When I say perfect, i mean the best quality/style/design and value for my not so plenty money.  Affordable and chic and yet serves its purpose, in other words.   Ofcourse I got the typical stuffy black heavy-duty and yes indeed heavy bag that comes with the unit.  But that is one freebie that i can't really uh, appreciate.  Hehe. Gusto ko yung hindi halatang laptop ang dala mo. And lightweight please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, multiply is such a great site!  &lt;a href="http://brattybonita22.multiply.com/"&gt;Bratty Bonita&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://sacsnpackshandbags.multiply.com/"&gt;Sacs N packs&lt;/a&gt; so far have the best I have seen.  Now I'm all confused.  Ha ha.  Knowing myself, lunchbreaks and any free time in the next weeks (or until I give in and make up my mind) will be spent ooohing and ahhhhhing online over their bags.  Check it out and know what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The travelmate series from BB looks good.  All I need to know now is the price and the right dimension for Shiva...Shiva toshiba.  Hahahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SL9bbQoKCn4AAG-wzYM1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SL9bbQoKCn4AAG-wzYM1/laptopcroc.jpg?et=iS9RtcSbp9WZNpCusVwQEQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"&gt;*photo above is from ev-said.com, priced at USD47.99&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-8195880898711896089?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/8195880898711896089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=8195880898711896089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8195880898711896089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8195880898711896089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/09/search-is-on.html' title='Search is on'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-3086420177532204625</id><published>2008-08-29T07:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:45:49.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><title type='text'>Cannot be reached</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" height="134" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLdxFwoKCmUAABYbkfQ1/5110.jpg?et=TWfSeof77gnP3xGqK9pgxA&amp;amp;nmid=0" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yesterday I was mobile phone-free for one whole day.  I forgot my phone at home as it was buried under the pillows (I did so when it alarmed. haha) and I left home in haste.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that I only realized I dont have it, when in the afternoon Mama called to tell me that they are hearing something from my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This has happened before and is happening more frequently lately.  Two things:  (1) Im getting forgetful; (2) im not as mobile phone-dependent as some people I know.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I survived the day without getting stressed out "because all I have to do, all the people I have to contact are on my phone!".  In fact it was a rather happy day, spent in oblivion and anticipation on who could have sent me the most annoying message.  Haha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I am amazed at how the advent of technology altered our lifestyle and thus our values.  I consider myself lucky to belong to the pre-mobile phone/sms generation wherein meet-ups are set way ahead of time (saan at anung eksaktong oras ng pagkikita).  It developed in me punctuality and planning I think.  Otherwise maiiwan ako ng lakad.  Now we can just say "Sige, text text na lang" or "im on the way na, give me 10mins" or even the most irritating "d2 na poh me, wer na u?" (gwaaark!).   And the instant palusot na "walang signal di ko nareceive message mo." whenever you are expected to be somewhere and the message was just relayed via sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ofcourse I am thankful that we have these tools now.  But every now and then it would be good to detox from technology.  Just try and see.  Do you control them or do they control you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLdz1QoKCmUAAEKjJxA1/old20phone.jpg?et=G8jrUP6YO34gAQqEmuC6lQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-3086420177532204625?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/3086420177532204625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=3086420177532204625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3086420177532204625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3086420177532204625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/08/cannot-be-reached.html' title='Cannot be reached'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-4247782259947838478</id><published>2008-08-15T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:46:31.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><title type='text'>Just Ask</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've been wanting something for a couple of weeks now. Been driving myself crazy thinking just how could I afford having it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left with no other option, I decided to humble myself and seek help. And in less than 24hrs, I was given what I wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, all we really have to do is ask. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234659363570821810" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/SKU-9O3PqrI/AAAAAAAAAVc/wmrTmNY8kfo/s320/ask.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-4247782259947838478?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/4247782259947838478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=4247782259947838478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/4247782259947838478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/4247782259947838478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-ask.html' title='Just Ask'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/SKU-9O3PqrI/AAAAAAAAAVc/wmrTmNY8kfo/s72-c/ask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7169518977138084316</id><published>2008-08-13T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:46:46.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogthings'/><title type='text'>Nakigaya lang din</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Alexis Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img http:="" name.gif"="" src="&amp;lt;a href=" whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz="" www.blogthingsimages.com="" /&gt;http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"&amp;gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are incredibly sexy and sensual. You have a naughty vibe that no one can ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an unquenchable desire. And you are unrestrained in your passions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a tendency to be unfaithful. Whether you fight it or give in to it is up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" http:="" whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz="" www.blogthings.com=""&gt;What's"&amp;gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&amp;gt;What's&lt;/a&gt; Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7169518977138084316?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7169518977138084316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7169518977138084316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7169518977138084316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7169518977138084316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/08/nakigaya-lang-din_13.html' title='Nakigaya lang din'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7891118346620433538</id><published>2008-08-11T06:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:47:28.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen experiment'/><title type='text'>Now I know why...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Preparing my lunch last Saturday, I was faced with a dilemma. I want something curried, but I only have ground beefand carrots and some button mushrooms available. What the heck, I was home alone anyway, so some cooking experiment wouldn't be so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;After ten minutes of chopping, mixing, and simmering, I came to realize why &lt;em&gt;Chicken&lt;/em&gt; curry is the most common. . .&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SJ@enwoKCmUAAA8Tbp41"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SJ@enwoKCmUAAA8Tbp41/curry.jpg?et=Quwv82JG85Aar5ySy67uMw&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Ang sagwa ng itsura ng curried ground beef!!! Kadiri lang. Though the taste is good, I dont think it would be a hit with the family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Aesthetics, Alex. Aesthetics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7891118346620433538?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7891118346620433538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7891118346620433538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7891118346620433538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7891118346620433538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/08/now-i-know-why.html' title='Now I know why...'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-6160016657501062575</id><published>2008-08-08T08:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:47:43.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><title type='text'>Planetarium, Luneta, Museum atbp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sayang ang long weekend next week.  At may extra free day kami dahil Quezon City day ang August 19 at ang office ay nasa boundary ng Manila at kyusi.  Since wala din naman kaming gana mag out of town, naisipan kong i-suggest na mag Museum hopping na lang kami!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sooooobrang tagal ko nang hindi nakapasok ng museum dito.  At field trip pa yata nung grade 5 ako huling nakapasok sa planetarium.  Yung isang officemate ko, hindi pa nya naeexperience ang planetarium, kaya it is a MUST na puntahan namin to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;At Luneta, heller, parang huling punta ko dito nung nilinis pa ni Ronnie Lazaro yung mini mapa ng Pilipinas dun.  E hindi ko nga alam asan na si Ronnie Lazaro.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Gusto ko makita ulit yung mga dayorama (sang Museum nga ba yun?), yung mga sinaunang anik anik.  Gusto ko irefresh ang aking sense of history.  Gusto kong mamangha ulit sa payak pero marangal na pamumuhay noon.  At gusto kong makita ulit ang lahat ng yon ngayong, okay i admit, ngayong mas matanda na ko.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Anyway, so eto ngayon ang tanong ko:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;1.  May planetarium pa ba sa Luneta?  kung wala, saan meron?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;2.  Anong museum yung may dayorama ng Galleon trade? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;3.  Anong museum ang maganda puntahan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Yan lang muna.  Salamat sa sasagot. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SJvFbAoKCmUAAEL1AP41/rizal-park-luneta2.jpg?et=WfCLRZ%2BxKArPW7IKvqvuCw&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-6160016657501062575?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/6160016657501062575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=6160016657501062575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6160016657501062575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6160016657501062575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/08/planetarium-luneta-museum-atbp.html' title='Planetarium, Luneta, Museum atbp.'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-4769170423143447102</id><published>2008-08-05T07:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:48:25.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><title type='text'>Scrapbooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I have started my travel scrapbook months ago.  As expected, I havent been able to update it since 5 trips back.  So far, here are what I was able to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SJfFVAoKCmUAACh1GwE1/scrapbook-004.jpg?et=Nyu8xaIMs6UtwnSbl%2Ck%2BqQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SJfGigoKCmUAADim96w1/scrapbook-005.jpg?et=K6sLlOGcLOeTu8NejaJFpg&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SJfI-goKCmUAAHLJnH41/scrapbook-002.jpg?et=HhuOr%2Bmi7yIPIc3VA1ICsw&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SJfOTwoKCmUAAFqr-6g1/scrapbook-001.jpg?et=vc%2CgNKrXAkd5Dh9q9d%2CigQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SJfRZAoKCmUAABsWiHA1/scrapbook-009.jpg?et=8F3H9cqaaowj1ZRPxYcOaw&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Last weekend, I felt like digging up my scrapbook and update, or atleast try to update it.  After three hours, I havent really done anything.  I was trying to summon all the creative juices in me so that I can create something artsy fartsy.  But no.  I ended up looking and just marvelling at my scrapbooking materials collection!  Ang dami nya!  And truth be told, nanghihinayang akong gupit gupitin sila only to change my mind afterwards.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Admit it, we girls at one point went gaga with collecting stationeries.  Yung scented, at yung may envelope.  Swap swap pa with classmates.  The joy of saving and collecting and just preserving it for future use.  Which never came.  I have a pretty good collection then.  And I dont really know what happened with it.  Parang Figurine panini/sticker book which is another story.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Anyway, I guess I havent really outgrown this penchant for papers and decorative scissors.   Malakas pa din ang hatak sakin sa bookstore ng iba't ibang kulay na papel at yung mga may design.    I hoard them and most often don't use them.  Just seeing them somewhere safe makes me happy.  Though I also love tracing, cutting, folding and getting all my fingers sticky with glue.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Scrapbooking is just my excuse.  Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-4769170423143447102?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/4769170423143447102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=4769170423143447102&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/4769170423143447102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/4769170423143447102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/08/scrapbooking.html' title='Scrapbooking'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-90946617486043716</id><published>2008-07-31T14:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:49:14.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogthings'/><title type='text'>Wedding ring explained</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I received this mail via yahoogroups.  Worth reading.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;EVER WONDERED WHY WEDDING RINGS SHOULD BE ON YOUR FOURTH FINGER AND NO WHERE ELSE?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ AND TRY THIS, YOU WON'T BELIEVE IT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Why should the wedding ring be worn on the fourth finger? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;There is a beautiful and convincing explanation given by the Chinese .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The thumb represents your Parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The second (index) finger represents your Siblings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The middle finger represents you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The fourth (ring) finger represents your Life Partner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The last (little) finger represents your children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;First, open your palms (face to face),bend the middle fingers and hold them together,back to back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Second, open and hold the remaining three fingersand the thumb - tip to tip. &lt;br /&gt;(As shown in the figure below):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" height="177" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SJGVWwoKCmUAAGIeFQg1/image002.jpg?et=EjumknGtixFdS0q1lslBug&amp;amp;nmid=0" style="height: 157px; width: 250px;" width="283" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Now, try to separate your thumbs (representing the parents).  They will open, because your parents are not destined to live with you lifelong, and have to leave you sooner or later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Please join your thumbs as before and separate your Index fingers (representing siblings).  They will also open, because your brothers and sisters will have their own families and will have to lead their separate lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Now rejoin the index fingers and separate your little fingers (representing your children).  They will open too, because the children also will get married and settle down on their own some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Finally, rejoin your little fingers, and try to separate your ring fingers (representing your spouse). You'll be surprised to see that you just CANNOT, because husband &amp;amp; wife have to remain together all their lives - through thick and thin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-90946617486043716?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/90946617486043716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=90946617486043716&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/90946617486043716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/90946617486043716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/07/wedding-ring-explained.html' title='Wedding ring explained'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-9203424947291626597</id><published>2008-07-31T05:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:49:36.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><title type='text'>Onli in the Pilipins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;..will you find the cost of SMS sending as a focus in a State of the Nation Address.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Three days after SONA, and what among the many issues we are facing now have we focused on?  Texting.  Promos and validity of prepaid load.  Namaaaaaan.  What have we become?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh, and for a while we were distracted with who wore what by whom.  So Hollywood.  Red carpet, big budget, celebrities.  No wonder we often confuse politics with showbiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Have you been to West Avenue lately?  Notice the diggings on both sides?  I thought it was a road widening project.  Though that side of QC is not really bad-traffic zone, road widening is a welcome idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Yeah, so it was just an idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;It was only after seeing the big yellow tarpaulin with our Mayor's cutesy face on it did I realized that the diggings were about beautification of sidewalk---good bye plain old concrete, hello red bricks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Dont get me wrong.  I'm all for beautification.  Vanity is one of my sins.  I dream of Parisian-like sidewalk for the whole of Philippines.  Wide, vendor-free plus walking on red bricked sidewalk with shoes atleast two-inches high is great &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;.  BUT!  Do we really need this now?  That money could have bought books and other what-have-yous for our schoolkids.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Isn't it prettier to see schoolkids walking on plain concrete sidewalk than seeing out-of-school kids on red bricked sidewalk?  Just a thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-9203424947291626597?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/9203424947291626597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=9203424947291626597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/9203424947291626597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/9203424947291626597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/07/onli-in-pilipins_31.html' title='Onli in the Pilipins...'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-3231755258090422508</id><published>2008-07-28T07:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:58:53.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><title type='text'>May kurot lang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;There is nothing more that could touch the deep recesses of my otherwise apathetic heart than the sight of an undernourished child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SI0@9AoKCmUAAAtdg1s1/2204450915-c22a5a9163.jpg?et=rIqOnQq9Y4oxCLqhHOXUSw&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's bad enough that we don't seem to have a concrete action plan in order to address it.  Worse is that we have gotten so used to it that we have just surrendered to the thought that we cannot do anything about it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meantime, hundreds of kids die everyday.  And they dont die easy.  They die in pain.  And for those who still manage to fight their way to live, they suffer not only physically but also emotionally and psychologically.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;If I would be given one wish, I wouldnt ask for world peace.  Let the armed adults risk their lives to war, but let us give the kids a chance to live by giving them their most basic necessity.  Feed them.  And feed them well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;photo credits to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/61966933@N00/2204450915/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alan Dejecacions flicker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; account&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-3231755258090422508?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/3231755258090422508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=3231755258090422508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3231755258090422508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3231755258090422508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/07/may-kurot-lang.html' title='May kurot lang'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-2203800676228590198</id><published>2008-07-21T13:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:35:29.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peyups'/><title type='text'>Kwentong Peyups</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Got this from SJ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Worried about getting bullied by fratmen or getting killed in a riot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Got bullied by fratmen or was killed in a riot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Witnessed a riot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Watched the Oblation Run. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Made friends with a teacher.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Was tricked as a freshman into attending a rally/prayer meeting.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Wore red or black on one of those wear red or wear black days.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Wore red on Valentine’s Day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Wore black on Valentine's Day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Celebrated a birthday at Mang Jimmy's. ---good idea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Learned UP Naming Mahal.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Was an RA (registration assistant) or SA. --- SA sa pinaka unang Food tech ng Pinas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Lied or begged to an RA for a slot in class.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Participated in a there's-only-one-more-slot-are you-feeling-lucky? ---and won the slot too!!! parang lotto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Jogged around the campus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;[x] Visited the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Vargas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Knew at least one xerox lady, &lt;i&gt;manong&lt;/i&gt;, or technician by name.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Attended university level graduation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Got an activist for a teacher.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;[ ] Watched a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;La Salle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; vs. Ateneo UAAP game.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Watched a UP vs. any school basketball game.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Studied in CASAA.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Studied in McDonald's or Jollibee Philcoa for one full night and bought just one regular-sized drink.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Studied along Katipunan.--inom lang ata ginawa ko sa Katipunan. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Studied along Katipunan and affected by the mannerisms of a stereotypical Atenean.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Watched a play that's not required for Comm III.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;[ ] Went stargazing. (Collegian and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Sunken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; days)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Ate in Chocolate Kiss, Tea Room (in CHE), or Chateau Verde. ---I miss grilled cheese!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Slept in the lib. ---fave ko ang second floor.  Andaming magandan books dun. sabay tulog. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Struck up a conversation with a &lt;i&gt;taong grasa&lt;/i&gt;.---meron akong klasmeyt na mukang grasa, does that count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Wrote to/for the Collegian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Seriously pondered about the identity/ies of the people described in Eksenang Peyups. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Went to the chapel.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;[x] Got a pebble stuck in your shoe/slippers while walking in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Sunken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Cut class with your block to watch a movie. ---Math 53 o SM?? namaaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Had a Voltes V for a teacher.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Took a class under Joseph Palis.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Lied to the transcript lady to get a transcript earlier than the standard 3 months.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Went to a Freshman-only concert.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Subsisted on just streetfood (fishballs, half footlongs, kwekwek, squidballs/rolls, &lt;i&gt;mais&lt;/i&gt;, dirty ice cream for a day. ---always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Learned how to smoke. ---sa lagoon kasama ang Eng'g classmates na si Tata at si Czarin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Went on an out-of-town trip with blockmates or orgmates.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Fell in love.---anak ng...!! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Actually read the book you keep borrowing from the library.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Played cards during your free time. &lt;em&gt;--hanggang magalit si manong guard, kahit nakakandila sa hill!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Dressed in business attire.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Sumabit sa jeep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Got sung to or sung to someone in class during Valentine's day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Watched the Lantern Parade.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Helped out a total stranger.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Helped out a total stranger because he/she was hot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Learned to stay awake for more than 24 or 48 hours straight. ---CAN'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Got bullied by fratmen and feeling cool wannabe people who were actually losers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[X] Took Wednesday and/or Sat classes WILLINGLY.--ALWAYS!!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Volunteered for the Pahinungod.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Ate "tasteless white sauce" pasta from cock-a-noodle-doo.--gwapo lang nung tindero, kamuka ni Matthew Mendoza. hahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Took time to read the vandalism in the CR. ---lalo na sa main lib at sa AS ground flr washroom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Watched a sexy art film for any GE class.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Got held up or pickpocketed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Felt depressed because you were not as good academically as you were in high school.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Did a last minute paper. (Photofinish &lt;i&gt;lagi&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Had spent a lot for 1x1 ID pictures.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Got exempted from final exams.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Got exempted from a final exam but still took it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Attended a varsity pep rally.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Watched LIVE AIDS, Androgyny, Maskipaps, or any well-known variety show.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Promised to quit smoking.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Got into at least one (org- or council-sponsored) adventure race.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Knew where the best restrooms are on campus. (Bahay ng Alumni, NISMED)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Joined an org.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Allowed yourself to make mistakes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Went to the gym in spite of having no PE class just to ogle varsity players/cute girls.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Took summer classes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Admired the Oblation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Made a video for a project.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Had a crush on a teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Had a teacher who had a crush on/tried to court you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[] Attended your ROTC Bivouac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Faked sickness to get an absence excused. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Got your car scratched by one of those "&lt;i&gt;Kuya bantayan ko kotse niyo&lt;/i&gt;" kids.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Took a PE class where you had to pay for tuition (i.e. sportsclimbing, ten pin bowling, scuba diving, etc).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Went to school in your crappiest yet most comfy clothes. --lalo na pag Sunday morning exams, usually Chem.  walang tulog yun, parang pambahay na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Learned how to use the Bayantel pay phones.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Participated in school activities.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Caught the UP Pep Tryouts.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Rode an IKOT and TOKI.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Found a tambayan.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Went drinking at Sarah's.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Learned how to beg for a higher grade.--begged to pass the Physics 71 and 72. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Used your 6 allowable absences wisely.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Lived in a dorm.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Volunteered to be beadle or go-to guy for your group / class.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Had the worst schedule.--overlapping lab classes.  hanep.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Realized that there really is just one coconut tree on the sunken garden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Not used up all 6 allowable absences.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Ate in ISSI, Treehouse, Mama Thai's and other more obscure cafeterias. (I love Mama Thai’s, &lt;i&gt;sarap ng &lt;/i&gt;tom yum)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Ate food Aristocart-style. ---yung sa Sampa at sa Vinzon's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Is active in your org.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Attended an ACLE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Got as many app forms as you can during the job fair.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Learned how to cram.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Sold tickets for (or watch) an org-sponsored movie premiere.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Saved money to Xerox all of your seatmate's notes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Saved money to Xerox readings in your subjects.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Had accidentally seen a make-out session. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Slept in class.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Finished a homework/assignment/paper in the Shopping center or Philcoa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Had mountains of "unused" sample exams and/or old testaments.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Resolved to be "better this semester".&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Slept during a test.--almost always. haha! nahuhulog pa ballpen ko kaya ako nagigising!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Had groupmates from hell.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Learned how to work with groupmates from hell.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Perfected the art of parking on campus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Had a bad encounter with one of the guards on campus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Developed a love for &lt;i&gt;sisig&lt;/i&gt;. ----Pasta house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Practiced those UP cheers in the first meeting for PE class.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Looked at microfilms in the library or poked through archives.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Reserved a classroom, AVR, etc. for a class or org function.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Attended the UP Fair.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Went to a library other than your own college's to research.--suki ako sa MassCom. ganda ng mga reading materials nila dun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Lost a perfectly functioning umbrella.---hundred times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Used consultation hours properly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Went to the Guidance Office for real, heart-to-heart guidance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Went to the infirmary.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Attended class with a hangover. ---actually right after a session in Sara's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Drink beer or alcohol while inside UP grounds.---naman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Walked all the way to Philcoa or Katipunan from UP. (The walks felt really good)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Buy frogs from NSRI or a Bio department.--at kanya kanyang huli pa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Maxed out on the 6 allowed unexcused absences but DID NOT drop.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Got invited or pursued by a sorority or fraternity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Wore slippers to school.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[x] Had a professor who smoked in class. ---had one who likes to eat ice cream too.  si Sir de vera (+)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;[ ] Got diagnosed by the Infirmary as pregnant or infected with STD.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-2203800676228590198?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/2203800676228590198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=2203800676228590198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2203800676228590198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2203800676228590198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/07/kwentong-peyups.html' title='Kwentong Peyups'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-6376584572706132931</id><published>2008-07-21T09:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:36:11.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-something-blues'/><title type='text'>Simplified Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;If there's anything I aim to do on my 30th year, that is to simplify my life. The past years I have accumulated so many things, met so many people, acquired knowledge, and gained access to things which in retrospect may afterall not be useful nor necessary in my journey. We were all told to travel light, and I have decided to take this advice by heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;How do I go about this? Here are some things I did:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;I stopped reading the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm sorry I know this sounds apathetic. But I just cannot &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; be affected with what I read---I almost always end up being mad, sad, disappointed and all other negative feelings you can name upon reading the papers. Total waste of energy. And much worse than having bad hair day. What I &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to know will come to me. What I don't, well I won't know. Ignorance is bliss. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;The Buzz is not a Sunday must-see anymore&lt;/strong&gt;. It's the same old tsismis anyway. Same old artistas. Well, the new ones I am not really familiar with. What do I care with whose movie earned more? BUT! Sometimes its still fun watching. I especially love Annabel Rama interviews. That is simply irresistible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;- I&lt;strong&gt; refrain from buying things which I can use in the future&lt;/strong&gt;. I live in the here and now. I will not buy summer clothes just because it is on sale. I will not buy beads when I know I dont have the time to make accessories. I am not buying anything I won't have the time to use in the next two weeks. Unless ofcourse if it's a new luggage which I've been wanting since early this year. In that case, I will &lt;em&gt;find&lt;/em&gt; the time to use it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Let go of the old. Dispose, dispose, dispose&lt;/strong&gt;. No more old Food Biochem notes (&lt;em&gt;hello, anung balak kong gawin dun???&lt;/em&gt;), no more old jeans which doesnt fit me as well as it did then anyway, no more clothes, bags and shoes which I haven't used in a loooong time, no more mobile numbers of people I havent heard from since I saved their number. . . most are not working anymore anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Learn how to let things slide&lt;/strong&gt;. I can't be affected with everything that come my way. If I can let it slide, then I will. I have to channel my energy into other more useful things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Stick with what works&lt;/strong&gt;. Routine is good. It saves a lot of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;I stay away from emotional vampires&lt;/strong&gt;. I can hear you out, but I cannot allow you to zap out all the energy in me. I dont want to get too involved. I can only live one life, and that is mine. I cannot live yours for you, sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;-  &lt;strong&gt;Be consistent&lt;/strong&gt;.  Whoever I am at home, is the same person I am at work, online...wherever.  Honesty is the best policy!  Hehe.  But really, its such a small world.  Lies and pretensions will come full circle sooner or later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Yoga&lt;/strong&gt;. Breathe in, breathe out. Stretch. Dead pose. Ahhhhhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-6376584572706132931?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/6376584572706132931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=6376584572706132931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6376584572706132931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6376584572706132931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/07/simplified-journey_21.html' title='Simplified Journey'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7913556171042816763</id><published>2008-06-23T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:36:46.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>Friday MADNESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Caught in heavy traffic on the way home last Friday, I decided to forward sms message to random people in my phonebook. The message was neither a joke, nor informative. It's one of those messages which you pass around just for the heck of it. And yes, I keep those kinds in my inbox in cases just like last Friday---when I neither want a textbuddy but i just want the rest of the population to know that i still exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Anyhoo, I got an unexpected reply from Topet's number. He is an ex-officemate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Topet's number: Who's this?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Alex. been texting you still you cant remember my number?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;after 10mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Topet's number: Pde wag kn magtext? Ayaw ko n ng gulo.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (at this point my blood was like 98degrees and rising. haha, sorry boyband) Ah okay, I dont mean to cause anything Topet. I just thought it'd be nice to get in touch with an old friend. Apparently, im mistaken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I know that there are more to come after that message. I was just so glad there's something to keep me entertained while the rest of my FXmates are snoring away. After a few minutes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Topet's number: Yeah, u did that a fw months ago and here u go again. it's disRespectful to my fiancee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;HUWWWAAAAATTTT????? I can't even begin to describe how I felt at that time. Napikon ako!!! Pakshet! Pakshet talaga! At this point I was very definite that it is not Topet I'm texting with. It's the &lt;em&gt;disrespected&lt;/em&gt; fiancee. Gusto kong patulan pero nagiipon ako ng good karma. So I replied with a cheery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Have a good marriage then! Cheers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;After that I deleted Topet's number. I would never text that guy again. Ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;And then I thought, how could one pathetic message cause disrespect and &lt;em&gt;gulo&lt;/em&gt; to a couple who's engaged to be married? What kind of foundation does the relationship have that one unclassified sms could shake it? Further, for the record, I don't have any interest or designs whatsoever in Topet. Hello?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;If I can only afford it, I would give them tickets to Pluto as a wedding gift. There, nobody can be disrespectful of their space. &lt;em&gt;Magtitigan sila maghapon magdamag at magtext sila dun, wapakels na! Sabi nga ni Jamiro, nakaka aberya!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;The following morning, I got an unread message in my inbox:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Topet's number: Hi, alex. sori abt d misunderstanding. my gf mistook u 4 a diff persn. hope u understand. tnx.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Oh I understand alright. I know insecurity when I see one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7913556171042816763?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7913556171042816763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7913556171042816763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7913556171042816763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7913556171042816763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/06/friday-madness.html' title='Friday MADNESS'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-3275315650010560057</id><published>2008-06-19T15:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:37:19.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Help!  Search for the perfect office uniform</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;This morning I was called in a meeting with the HR.  It's that time of the year again when we are searching for the *perfect office uniform.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Yeah, I know...planning the office uniform when its already midyear?  And here I was actually hoping they were too busy with other things and totally forgot that we havent worn uniform since early this year.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;In my 8yrs, I dont remember having actually, really liked any of our uniforms.  One time we had a set combination of peach-y tops and chocobrown pants.  Wow, kamusta naman ang chokies look?  Along with that set is a pangteacher set of light blue tops and dark blue skirt.  The former was worn on THursdays, the latter on Mondays.  Bad trip ako from M-Th of that year.  I know I was very careful with having my photo taken wearing that horrid sets.  Ayoko syang madocument on me.  Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Atleast this time, I have already earned the right to have a say on the design.  However, it is not easy!  Ang hirap kausap ng mga babae!  Andaming concerns.  I swear, one time may nagkasagutan talaga.  Hahaha!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, kindly holler if you know of a good design/website with corporate catalogue/stylish and good mananahi who accepts corporate uniforms.  Gusto ko naman medyo fashyon ang uniform namen.  Otherwise, bad trip na naman ako nito.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Thanks in advance people! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-3275315650010560057?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/3275315650010560057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=3275315650010560057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3275315650010560057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3275315650010560057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/06/help-search-for-perfect-office-uniform.html' title='Help!  Search for the perfect office uniform'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-5433754152855178470</id><published>2008-06-19T13:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:37:50.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peyups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Lafftrip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;I was laughing silly in front of my pc.  As in hindi ko mapigilan ang tawa ko.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Asked &lt;a href="http://www.peyups.com/posts.khtml?mode=viewtopic&amp;amp;topic=27106&amp;amp;forum=21&amp;amp;start=0"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;what are the signs that you are watching Pinoy action movie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (peyups thread) and one poster listed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"may pansit scene yung bida. lam nyo yun.. yung uuwi halimbawa, si bong revilla tapos parang: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Inay, nandito na ako may dala kong pansit.. Inay.. Inay.. Innnay.... INAY!! (naabutan niya sa kwarto yung nanay niya, patay na pala. bubulong sa sarili) Hayop ka (insert name ng kontrabida), babawian kita!" Tapos tatakbo siya palabas ng bahay, sasakay siya sa bulok niyang sasakyan tapos diretso sa lugar ng bakbakan. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;HA HA HA!!!  This really made my day! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-5433754152855178470?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/5433754152855178470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=5433754152855178470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5433754152855178470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5433754152855178470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/06/lafftrip.html' title='Lafftrip'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7947049332233899096</id><published>2008-06-19T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:08:04.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time of the year...again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7947049332233899096?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7947049332233899096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7947049332233899096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7947049332233899096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7947049332233899096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-of-yearagain.html' title='Time of the year...again!'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-578848200996250708</id><published>2008-06-16T11:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:38:50.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><title type='text'>Beta Sigma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Long before I knew of the greek alphabet and of Greek mythology, I already knew two greek letters---beta sigma. its not beta sigma of the greek letter society either; Beta Sigma is an old man who’e like a sentry to a small plot of land in our neighborhood in Balic balic. He was feared by most of the kids and was used as panakot along with the neighborhood bumbay ("sige papakuha kita kay beta sigma/bumbay!").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I cannot exactly remember how he looked like but when I think about him, my memory would always present me with the picture of Kenkoy (maybe because I used to read a lot of komiks wheni was a kid. hehe). I thought Beta was his real name and Sigma his surname. it was only many years later that I realized the joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He was an old, angry man (or atleast to my young mind). I remember the teenage boys in our neighborhood, my cousins included, would often be the object of his ire and him, the object of their mischief. He sat sun up to sun down in a nearby empty lot which he planted with different kinds of vegetables. And how he guarded this fiercely! Any of the tinggang sipa, goma, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;tex&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; or bonbon shuttlecock that unfortunately fell or went inside his lot is considered gone...unless you want to risk your life and sneak in which is often the case with the teenage boys. They would stealthily try to retrieve their item while the old man sometimes pitifully falls asleep sitting down guarding the lot. One time there was a big commotion as one the boys was caught by beta sigma and he threatened to use his itak on him. Im not sure what happened with the poor kid, but what I knew was that we never ever attempted to go anywhere near his lot again. not even when he got the biggest gumamela plant which we are always looking for for a good TIde bubbles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I used to ask mama who the old man was, where does he live and why was he like that. All I got were vague answers and after we transferred to Nova, I never heard again of the old man. The boys who used to pester him grew up and became busy with other stuff. An apartment was also built in his parcel of lot. And then nobody remembers him anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;If the old man ever laughed or even smiled, nobody knows. If anybody ever loved him, nobody could answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;‘Tis a sad fact to live and be gone without anybody knowing who you really are other than your anger.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-578848200996250708?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/578848200996250708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=578848200996250708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/578848200996250708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/578848200996250708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/06/beta-sigma.html' title='Beta Sigma'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7211872845807947622</id><published>2008-06-12T10:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:39:18.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>The Sweetest Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;I was busy visiting nurseries of two different hospitals last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SFC9xQoKCmUAACH3Te01/jj.jpg?et=CeW1IYARvHadea06ThBbjA&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan Carlos Alfonso was born on June 04. The mom, my college friend/soro sis Lynn, was worried for a while since he had to stay in the ICU for 5 days due to sepsis. Thank God everything is okay now =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SFC9KAoKCmUAABhVMX81/IMG_0599.jpg?et=tDjSQ14%2CjhHGIq9kYvP8ag&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deanne Christen on the other hand is the healtiest baby i've ever seen!! She was born on June 08 at 8.37lbs. No wonder Diane, the mom, had a hard time carrying her around in her womb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Awwww. aren't they the sweetest? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7211872845807947622?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7211872845807947622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7211872845807947622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7211872845807947622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7211872845807947622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/06/sweetest-things.html' title='The Sweetest Things'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-5794465723224773494</id><published>2008-06-02T07:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:39:39.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><title type='text'>Can anybody confirm if this is true?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoPlainText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Got this message in friendster:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoPlainText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoPlainText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;FYI: If you are ever forced by a thief or someone to take money out of an ATM machine, enter your pin number reversed. So if your number is 1254 mark 4521. The ATM machine will give you your money, but will automatically recognize this as a plea for help and will alert the police unknown to the thief. This option is in all ATM machines, but not many people know this. Please pass this information on to others. No harm in keeping this in mind!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoPlainText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoPlainText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Is this true?  And if so, do you honestly think the alert will help at all?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoPlainText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-5794465723224773494?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/5794465723224773494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=5794465723224773494&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5794465723224773494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5794465723224773494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/06/can-anybody-confirm-if-this-is-true.html' title='Can anybody confirm if this is true?'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-2570827370063376502</id><published>2008-05-30T07:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:40:13.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Why I'm in a good mood today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;1.  It's payday Friday (and 13th month payday Friday at that &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;I could stop there but here are a few more reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;2.  I love Friday Magic Madness!!!  I'm listening to George Michael's Faith now.  Earlier they were playing Rico Mambo and New York, Rio, Tokyo.  Im looking forward to new wave later in the afternoon.  Meantime let me practice my running man and Footloose dance steps.  Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;3.  There's free breakfast courtesy of an officemate who's celebrating her 25th birthday (Happy birthday Thei!).  Spaghetti, brownies, even suman and broas---yey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;4.  My hair is unusually tame today.  Good.  I spent an eeensy weensy fortune buying hair products a couple of days ago.  I can't be at Watson's and spend nothing.  But atleast im getting my money's worth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;5.  Mababaw ako.  Natuwa na kong sinabihan akong maganda ng guard kanina.  lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;6.  My inbox has only about 20messages today.  I can sit back and play Ciao Bella T-mobile edition.  Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;7.  I received a sms from a good friend and he's finally made up his mind about something that he's been bugging me about.  Finally I can have peace.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;8.  Someone visited my friendster profile.  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt; Nyahahha!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;9.  This plant on my table (which I bought from a bus vendor last weekend) is still alive!!! I haven't managed to cause its death...just yet.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;10.  I got an invitation to a wedding!  I love weddings.  Makes me feel how luck am i to be single.  JOKE!!!  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;I'm really feeling good and it's not even noon yet.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Hope you're having a great Friday too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-2570827370063376502?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/2570827370063376502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=2570827370063376502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2570827370063376502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2570827370063376502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-i-in-good-mood-today.html' title='Why I&amp;#39;m in a good mood today'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-2688213838868642095</id><published>2008-05-27T10:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:40:38.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>The password crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;I am totally, totally hating myself at the moment.  I started with tapping my fingers and will end up, maybe banging my head on the wall til enlightenment comes over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;See, I badly need to check out an old ofoto account and I can not remember the password I used.  Leche.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Actually, I was able to open it using my yahoo account, BUT...BUT!!!! there are no albums on that account (and I have like over 10 albums stored).  So I figured the old one I need is the one using hotmail.  And I have not opened my hotmail since only Batman knows when.  So there.  I'm stuck.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;I have tried all possible passwords that I could've used (yeah, crushie names at the time the account was opened lol!) But none worked. I swear I will not, never, ever use another person's name as password again!  Grrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Shet.  this is really bothering me.  Kung sino ka mang pangalang nagamit ko, magparamdam kahhhh!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-2688213838868642095?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/2688213838868642095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=2688213838868642095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2688213838868642095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2688213838868642095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/05/password-crisis_2828.html' title='The password crisis'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7643261407455890802</id><published>2008-05-21T07:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:41:12.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='astrology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><title type='text'>Of stars and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, May 21st, 2008 --&lt;/strong&gt; Your current emphasis isn't on the outer world of people, places and things. There's a lot happening within the invisible boundaries of your own mind. It could, however, be very challenging, for you may be afraid to indulge your own fantasies. Don't let old fears stand in the way of your present happiness.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;I get this kind of mail everyday courtesy of my subscription to Tarot.com.  Yes, I subscribe to these things and take time to read it &lt;em&gt;every single day&lt;/em&gt;.   I even mailed (which was posted on the website for a couple of weeks) an online psychic before.  Several times actually.  And for some reasons, I find her insights helpful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Sometimes when I can no longer find logical reasons and empirical explanations, I resort to astrology or even paranormal.  Do I believe in it?  I can't say.  But it gives me peace of mind knowing that stars and planets and all the other what-have-yous can actually justify the things going on around me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Call it a quirk in my personality.  But as long as no harm is being done, I would continue being fascinated in this pseudo science.  There is a bigger world and a much bigger universe out there.  If others can believe that the universe conspires in order for you to get what you want, then why not give the stars a chance to show you how to get it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Disclaimer:  Religion is totally out of the topic.  I wouldn't argue on that.  I believe in the Supreme Being.  period. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7643261407455890802?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7643261407455890802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7643261407455890802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7643261407455890802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7643261407455890802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/05/of-stars-and-me.html' title='Of stars and me'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7936229718569870405</id><published>2008-05-16T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:41:31.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogthings'/><title type='text'>Take the Challenge!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Passed 8th Grade Math&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/couldyoupasseighthgrademathquiz/passed.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you got 10/10 correct!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoupasseighthgrademathquiz/"&gt;Could You Pass 8th Grade Math?&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/25040837-7936229718569870405?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7936229718569870405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7936229718569870405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7936229718569870405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7936229718569870405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/05/take-challenge_16.html' title='Take the Challenge!!'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-5511848473837898754</id><published>2008-05-16T11:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:42:08.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainy days'/><title type='text'>Eto na sya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here comes the rain again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falling on my head like a memory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falling on my head like a new emotion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to fall in the open wind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to talk like lovers do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to dive into your ocean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it raining with you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Here Comes the Rain Again/ The Eurythmics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It came too soon.  I know the others are wishing for the rainy days to come, but I just cant help but feel that.it.came.too.soon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I haven’t been to the beach yet!!! Not just yet as I am scheduled to be somewhere in Batangas next weekend.  I am looking forward to it as I haven’t been to that side of Batangas yet…but no, what a spoiler it will be kung uulan!! Pakshet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am looking outside my office window now as the howling wind swoosh the trees outside.  Sigh.  Its that time of the year again.  There’s something with rainy season that kinda depresses me.  Maybe because I associate it with heavy traffic and baha(!) and the feeling of being left with no choice but to stay at home.  Don’t get me wrong, I love staying at home.  But, the feeling that I have no other choice sort of pisses me off.  Haha. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I will have to remember to visit my suking dibidi and suking booksale soon.  Maybe I can get House season 3 and finish Ally McBeal..and/or get another Mario Puzo.  Or, learn and internalize Rich Dad, Poor Dad by heart and hone my financial skills (if I have one to start with. haha).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Or maybe not.  Masarap kase tumunganga lang sa kawalan pag tag ulan e ;-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SC0zEQoKCmUAAHX9lbM1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SC0zEQoKCmUAAHX9lbM1/rainy.JPG?et=J%2CoP5hr%2B6O7fyClmJRv1cw&amp;amp;nmid=" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-5511848473837898754?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/5511848473837898754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=5511848473837898754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5511848473837898754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5511848473837898754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/05/eto-na-sya.html' title='Eto na sya...'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-595477495357685178</id><published>2008-05-09T13:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:42:28.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peyups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Free English Assessment:  sino gusto?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SCQXKwoKCmUAAG0oWOs1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" height="225" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SCQXKwoKCmUAAG0oWOs1/free%20english.JPG?et=HWvfsVzynknMmprxMAGyYQ&amp;amp;nmid=" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Tingin nyo lang sino kaya ang nangangailan ng English Assessment? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-595477495357685178?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/595477495357685178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=595477495357685178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/595477495357685178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/595477495357685178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/05/free-english-assessment-sino-gusto.html' title='Free English Assessment:  sino gusto?'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-946215915158165254</id><published>2008-04-29T09:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:42:47.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peyups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Mandamay ba?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SBar2QoKCmUAAATvXpQ1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" height="335" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBar2QoKCmUAAATvXpQ1/informatics.jpg?et=qOzHn1ZfZaDcJFoTvdlobw&amp;amp;nmid=" style="height: 400px; width: 250px;" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Ahahaha!!!!  May bitterness ka kuya.  At parang antanda na yata ni junior?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;;-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-946215915158165254?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/946215915158165254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=946215915158165254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/946215915158165254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/946215915158165254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/04/mandamay-ba.html' title='Mandamay ba?'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-660127309619618226</id><published>2008-04-22T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:43:10.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Forrest Gump mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago, I received this email:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SA1-pAoKCmUAAGCUhJQ1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" height="301" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SA1-pAoKCmUAAGCUhJQ1/2008.JPG?et=ZCFkk%2BCtk64laoIrYExKrw&amp;amp;nmid=" style="height: 212px; width: 352px;" width="399" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Just so you would understand better what the mail is about, here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;YOUR EMAIL I.D.HAS WON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Attn Winner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Contact: Dr.F.Drenthe,&lt;br /&gt;Tel/Fax no:+31 847 362 704.&lt;br /&gt;Email: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:nedstaatlotto@netscape.net"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;nedstaatlotto@netscape.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;For your prize fund of  €2.5m EURO(Your e-mail ID won in a&lt;br /&gt;computer ballot drawn from the worldwide web for Internet users)&lt;br /&gt;Your Winning Info.&lt;br /&gt;Ref. No:LSLUK/2031/8161/08,&lt;br /&gt;Batch No:14/011/IPD,&lt;br /&gt;!Congratualtions! from the mgt &amp;amp; staff of&lt;br /&gt;Alliance members of Inter.Net Award &amp;amp; Netherlands games b.v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Whoa!  Medyo nandilat ang mata ko sa &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Euro2.5M&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at mabilis pa sa kidlat (kahit di ako magaling sa Math) nacompute ko that it would roughly be Php150M.  The mail was supposed to be from Netherlands.  Have been there, check.  But that was some 3yrs ago.  Did I spend my precious Euro on lotto?  Nada.  I splurged on cab fare though. haha.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway I realized that, heller, &lt;strong&gt;YOUR &lt;em&gt;E MAIL&lt;/em&gt; ID WON&lt;/strong&gt; nga e.  So it's like a techie raffle (which nobody understood).  But all the same I felt good and lucky for a sec.  Hey, there's nothing wrong in wishful thinking naman di bah??? So the optimist (and the fairy who lives in tralalaland) in me wrote back and asked them to clarify the matter (eklat pa, pero in truth, half of me is wishing its true! hahaha).   It was a Friday.  And as a general rule, I dont log in on weekdays.  Tamad mode lang.  Rest from pc.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;For two days, I have to admit that i was anxious to check my mail and just see if I have a verification mail from them.  It's just so nice to think about it.  That's moolah.  And lots of it.  Just think of what and how much can you do with it.  Happiness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Monday came and I dont have anything worthy on my inbox.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Tuesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Wednesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Friday.  On a Friday, exactly a week after, I received this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SA2FbQoKCmUAAFTWFrg1/claim.JPG?et=yHqSl5f9bCvHyqMoEeiRGA&amp;amp;nmid=" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLAIM FORM????&lt;/strong&gt;  Nakakaloka.  Naloka ako.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;----------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Though I know that it is a scam, the feeling it generated even for a second was a welcome relief.  While all the others are threatened by either price hikes, poverty, traffic, drought, heat stroke, annulment, retrenchment...here I am thinking of what I am going to do with a million Euros.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Hay life indeed is like a box of chocolates, you'll never know what you're going to get.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-660127309619618226?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/660127309619618226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=660127309619618226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/660127309619618226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/660127309619618226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/04/forrest-gump-mode_22.html' title='Forrest Gump mode'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-8334735880786792516</id><published>2008-04-11T05:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:43:46.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>Ultimate my ar$e!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;On the way home the other night, I saw this real big tarpaulin of this food store embodied by a man with the big red hair and the big red shoes announcing to the world their latest item, the ultimate cheeseburger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" height="180" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-7AOAoKCmUAAHJxtyw1/800px-Cheeseburger.jpg?et=tAcKa4iWKR45l2Odpq7M8Q&amp;amp;nmid=" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;The picture of the sumptuous American food (with tons of cholesterol, I know) crossed my mind and I thought I'd try it sometime soon. Once in a while I indulge in a no-rice meal which is not to say that I am on a diet, but simply just that I like variety every now and then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;And so yesterday I persuaded and sweet talked my officemates into delivery meryenda of this ultimate cheeseburger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;X: " Hello, how much yung ultimate Cheeseburger?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y: " Yung deluxe po P45, yung double cheese P75"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;**P75 pesos para sa isang sandwich??? at P30 difference para sa additional slice na eeny weeny slice ng cheese???**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;X: "ah okay, sige apat na order nung deluxe at blah...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;An hour later, (OO, one hour! Poor service. Buti pa sa bubuyog may P200 gift cheque pag later than 30mins ang delivery. Hmph) the much awaited burgers arrive. We were all starving by then. I was a bit doubtful when I saw the bag the delivery man handed my officemate. It looks so...small. And true enough, the promising ultimate cheeseburger is faaaaaaar from being ultimate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Ultimate my ass. The only difference it has on the regular cheeseburger we know is that it has lantang maliliit na slice ng lettuce! Sooooo disappointing. Totoo. Tsk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;hindi sulit na presyo + Bad service + undelivered promise = Jollibee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;;-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-8334735880786792516?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/8334735880786792516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=8334735880786792516&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8334735880786792516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8334735880786792516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/04/ultimate-my-are.html' title='Ultimate my ar$e!'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-2324791665088938726</id><published>2008-04-03T09:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:44:13.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Inlababo si Shirley! ;-P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-RjhQoKCmUAAD4kdhE1/heart2.jpg?et=tKdhLsHPtcuwJFXE2fbGsg&amp;amp;nmid=" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Hay nako, tumibok na naman ang puso ko!  I've been singing Eagle Eye Cherry's Falling in love again since yesterday.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;I fell in love at one look (and it's all it took, and i know somewhere we'd get together... Jaime Garchitorena mode! lol).  Grabe.  And then fell in love some more when I got to read about you and the things you do.  Aylabyu na talaga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm so giddy the whole of yesterday that I can't even concentrate on work.  I've been staring into space, smiling, thinking of having you...soon!  Ooooh, I can't wait.  My hands are itching to hold you and to know what makes you tick.  I promise we'll share good times together.  I'll take you places you've never been.  I'll take care of you and be proud to have you.   Soon, soon, soon!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Friends, ladies and gentlemen, my new love:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-Rk2woKCmUAAE2OEQ41/Sony_H9_3q-001.jpg?et=k1b2Kd8OhcgXclNNm3k%2Bhw&amp;amp;nmid=" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;*wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&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/25040837-2324791665088938726?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/2324791665088938726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=2324791665088938726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2324791665088938726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2324791665088938726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/04/inlababo-si-shirley-p.html' title='Inlababo si Shirley! ;-P'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-5934027427120881588</id><published>2008-03-31T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:44:26.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peyups'/><title type='text'>Tagged!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;From pretty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://obiterdictum.multiply.com/journal/item/55/Ten_Utterly_Nonsense_Things_About_Me_tagged_by_ate_avick"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Abby aka gerry_girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 Random Things About Me:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;1.  I've been mugged once by a cab driver who took my whole bag.  The first thing I worried about was my kikay kit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;2.  I don't drive.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;3.  I hate and don't eat rootcrops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;4.  I sew, cross stitch, crochet and do all the Home Economics stuff we were taught in gradeschool until now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;5.  Text lingo is a BIG TIME, MAJOR turn off for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;6.  I have scar on both knees.  I was in kindergarten when I tripped on newly cemented road while rushing to go home since I dont like peeing in public restrooms.  Even in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;7.  Gradeschool and highschool friends call me Lesis; college friends and officemates, Alex; a couple of good friends, Lexis; an officemate, Lexie; and my mom, bunso ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;8.  I always sleep with the bed or that side of the bed against the wall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;9.  I rarely eat breakfast.  A cup or two of coffee can tide me over til lunchtime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;10.  The only subject I got a flat 1 was in Social Dance II  ;-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Tagged:  Cecille, Thess, Des, Roycie, Diane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-5934027427120881588?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/5934027427120881588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=5934027427120881588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5934027427120881588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5934027427120881588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged_31.html' title='Tagged!!!'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7264709447792197070</id><published>2008-03-31T05:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:46:07.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Mabuhay ang mga bagong Abogado!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAIL TO THE NEW A-T-T-Ys...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-A6tgoKCmUAAH8HA8g1/1.JPG?et=uyEEt%2CB%2CGBIUNwrnFLfm6w&amp;amp;nmid=" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Congrats, sis!   We're so proud of you!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: x-large;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Sa mga nagkokomento na madami na'ng pumasa dahil binabaan ang passing rate...SO WHAT!  Nakapasa pa din sila out of the at abogado na sila, kayo hindi.  ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7264709447792197070?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7264709447792197070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7264709447792197070&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7264709447792197070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7264709447792197070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/03/mabuhay-ang-mga-bagong-abogado.html' title='Mabuhay ang mga bagong Abogado!'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-1353300731086207972</id><published>2008-03-28T06:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T10:36:50.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh lotto!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Winning numbers:  &lt;STRONG&gt;42 43 27 24 21 07 &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;Pot Money:           &lt;STRONG&gt;P 216,452,088.00&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Oh mehn!!!! Wala pa ring tumama!!! Oh lotto, para kang isang mirage sa aming dukhang mga tiga disyerto!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Well, inarts lang.  Hindi naman ako tumaya e.  Actually, never pa kong nakataya ever.  Try ko kaya?  Anu ba namana ng ca. P217M for beginner's luck?  Ahehehe...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Imagination portion.  With that much moolah, what would I do?  Here are some top of the head answers:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;-  buy mom a resthouse somewhere probinsya but with comforts of a city dwelling. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;-  give sibs money for whatever purpose it may serve.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;-  two words:  Europe tour&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;-  Donate to a kids charity.  or charity for abused women.  or both.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;-  Share to less fortunate relatives.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;-  Go on a shopping frenzy with girl friends. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;-  get a nose job.  Hahhaha!  JOKE!  maybe a lipo.  Hahahaha!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;-  buy myself a house and a car&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;-  invest in the company i work for now.  I would not stop working anyway, and I love what i do now.  so might as well optimize my interest.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;-  Go back to school.  Not really the academe, but something interesting like photography, cooking, painting, language----yeah right as if I CAN'T do this now.  Weh.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Haaaaayyy, there's a lot that can be done with that much dinero.  Sarap mangarap.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Need to snap out of dreamland now.  Have to find my lamp and ask genie the winning combi for the next draw.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-1353300731086207972?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/1353300731086207972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=1353300731086207972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1353300731086207972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1353300731086207972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-lotto.html' title='Oh lotto!!!!'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-1702677366849606974</id><published>2008-03-27T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T16:33:15.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But can they walk the talk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Highschool friend is here for a month visit.  She's been living in Qatar for a couple of years now and save for her balikbayan trip two years ago and short ym now and then, we havent really caught up on each other's buzz.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;I called her up last night and the first thing that she said to me was, "O ano virgin ka pa?".&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Whatever happened to "hello! kamusta ka na?".   &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;*****&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Anyway, this also leads me to share my thoughts on this forum I frequent (as if not naming it would help! ha ha).  There's a thread there titled "Hot Seat" where one gets to grill another with whatever question they want to throw the other.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;The recent posts amazes me what with the degree and the intensity of questioning the person on the hot seat gets.   Mostly its about preferred sexual position, sexual fantasies, sexual preferences, etc.  Anything and everything about sex.  Doesnt anybody know anybody nowadays by asking the person's interest, sports, hobbies, motto...the autograph-y type of questioning?  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;I'm not being prude.  But I will not dwell on this subject on an online forum for everybody to read.  The first times this kind of questions were thrown, I was amused by the audacity of it all.  It was even funny.  However, as the novelty becomes the trend, I was getting more and more...bothered and uninterested.  Who cares about those things anyway?  Why ask a &lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;stranger, hiding behind an online nick at that, those things...unless one is interested in actually doing those things with the person, hmmm?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Ofcourse some are banking on their anonymity.  Who would know if they can walk the talk anyway.  But still.  Someone's bound to know you somehow.  Maliit ang mundo.  At bilog. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;I can just imagine meeting some of them in person for the first time and the thought that he/she is into S&amp;M will flash in my mind.  Ang panget.  My whole impression of the person will stop there.  Unfair, right?  Sad but true.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;So there. I know more than a couple of the people who post there would get to read this.  And so again, this is not to spoil your fun.   Just thinking aloud, is all.  :peace:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-1702677366849606974?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/1702677366849606974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=1702677366849606974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1702677366849606974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1702677366849606974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/03/but-can-they-walk-talk.html' title='But can they walk the talk?'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-3083796861353894870</id><published>2008-03-26T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T19:47:09.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morbid thoughts...some</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;I've been thinking about death lately.  Well, I came up "clean" from our recent APE, so it's not really because I was diagnosed with something terminal.   But recently, with the news of Mrs. Aquino's cancer, a friend's friend sudden death after a trip to Batanes, a friend's dad stage IV cancer, and watching a lot of House MD (haha), I just thought that this is something inevitable so might as well think on how to go with elan.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;I don't want to die old.  As in wrinkly, i-have-all-the-diseases-you-can-name old.  I can just imagine how grouchy and grumpy I would be if ever and most probably would not die of old age but of poisoning instead.  I don't want to die due to accident either.  It's so wa-poise.   If I can have it my way (and in due time, not so soon I hope. haha), I want it quick, pain-free and with my not so perfect body still intact, thank you.  Atleast up to the last minute, I still care about how i look.  Vanity is my sin.  Ngyahahaha!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;On a serious note, all these news really made me realize how quickly life can be taken away from us.   These news define moments in our lives.  It is not a question of are you ready or not.  Rather, have you done (your purpose) or not.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-3083796861353894870?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/3083796861353894870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=3083796861353894870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3083796861353894870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3083796861353894870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/03/morbid-thoughtssome.html' title='Morbid thoughts...some'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-5892488975567294570</id><published>2008-03-24T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T11:57:57.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>House in the house </title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R@clDgoKCmUAAEX7Occ1/gregory%20house.jpg?et=%2Cz6uU1aHpmuwUjLIdgf8rg&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;I would love this guy to be my next door neighbor.  He's sarcastic, he's a smart and kick ass doctor, loves music, pain killer dependent, full of hang ups....ahhh, perfect!  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;My head is swimming with medical terms after marathoning the first two seasons (hey, im not a tv person.  i catch up on series by marathoning complete seasons in one sitting...well more on lying down and eating tons of frozen singkamas. haha).  It's a good thing the dvd i bought has good subtitle.  SOmetimes they threw the lines too fast that I can't understand one bit.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;House... he's the man!  I love his brand of sarcasm!  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-5892488975567294570?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/5892488975567294570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=5892488975567294570&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5892488975567294570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/5892488975567294570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/03/house-in-house.html' title='House in the house '/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7892766478170724720</id><published>2008-03-13T16:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T16:53:02.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am BOLD</title><content type='html'>	&lt;div style="border-width:1px; border-style:solid; border-color:rgb(0,0,0); background-color:rgb(255,255,255);padding:0px;width:378px;margin-top:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=hairpersonalityogt&amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/images/widget/gigya/widgetHeader020408.jpg" width="378" height="39" border="0" style="margin-top:0px;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:353px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=hairpersonalityogt&amp;c=50652" target="_blank" style="color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;"&gt;What Does Your Hair Say About You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="padding:10px 0px;font-size:17px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;My Result: &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=hairpersonalityogt&amp;c=50652" target="_blank" style="font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;font-weight:bold;color:rgb(0,0,0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;font-weight:bold;color:rgb(0,0,0);"&gt;Bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width:358px;padding:0px 10px 10px 10px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;border-bottom-width:1px; border-bottom-style:solid; border-bottom-color:rgb(182,182,182);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right;padding:5px 0px 0px 5px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=hairpersonalityogt&amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/tests/hairpersonality/images/bold_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wild colors, crazy styles – you love to play with your look and your hair, and it shows. You've got a distinct personality, so it only makes sense that your hair follows suit. After all, why blend in when you can make a statement with bright red hair or a cool and intricate updo? You adore being bold, so why not try chunky, bright highlights or an adventurous new cut that will look as daring as you do? Sassy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:358px;overflow:hidden;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding:0px 0px 5px 0px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=hairpersonalityogt&amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;font-family:arial;"&gt;http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=hairpersonalityogt&amp;c=50652&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDUzOTgzNzE5NjYmcD*1OTEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7892766478170724720?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7892766478170724720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7892766478170724720&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7892766478170724720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7892766478170724720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-bold.html' title='I am BOLD'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-8127980443440689382</id><published>2008-02-27T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T16:03:29.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese for lunch?</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Have you heard the latest Knorr Chinese soup ad?  The one where the girls were saying that "magsama ng Chinese sa lunch..."? and something like "mayaman ang Chinese.."? Have you heard it?  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I heard it over the radio a couple of times and every time, I can't help but listen.  Really listen. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;I'm bothered with that ad.  Seriously.  There is something wrong there.  I just dont know what.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;I wish they'd just stick with cute and catchy jingles.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;"...there are Chinese soup &lt;BR&gt;and there are Chinese soup&lt;BR&gt;but there is nothing like, Knorr real Chinese soup..."&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-8127980443440689382?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/8127980443440689382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=8127980443440689382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8127980443440689382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/8127980443440689382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-for-lunch.html' title='Chinese for lunch?'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-6027817704624279435</id><published>2008-02-20T07:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:46:33.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>So who's your Oliver?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;I refer to Ashton Kutcher's character to Amanda Peet's Emily in &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0391304/"&gt;A Lot Like Love.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;Your Oliver.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;You know, the guy whom you always go back to amidst, despite and inspite of all the other whatever relationships you've had.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;The guy you meet over coffee albeit discreetly lest the present SO thinks something's going on between you two.  And there's none.  Really.  But meeting up with him always leaves you refreshed and grounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;The guy whose mere memory can make your heart smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;The guy who's been there for almost all your life (or when you start living it) and whose company you seek in times of trouble.  And most of the time you don't really make an effort to seek him but he just, by some cosmic intervention, appears out of nowhere.  As if sensing your need.  As if being there is his business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;The guy you unconsciously compare other guys with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;The guy whose plans you are not included but somehow finds himself entangled in yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;The guy whom you know perfectly matches you but by some deep instinct you know can and will never be.  Just because.   And you are honestly okay with that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;I believe everybody has an Oliver.   I would suppose I know mine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;Who's yours? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-6027817704624279435?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/6027817704624279435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=6027817704624279435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6027817704624279435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6027817704624279435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-who-your-oliver.html' title='So who&amp;#39;s your Oliver?'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-3144823559013496750</id><published>2008-02-13T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T14:18:08.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="garamond, adobe garamond" size=6&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R7KKDAoKCmUAAHchWwg1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R7KLdwoKCmUAABnhE-s1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb height=252 src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R7KLdwoKCmUAABnhE-s1/candle.jpg?et=nVAcxF87n2lFHUKq%2CZFCMw&amp;nmid=" width=156 border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="garamond, adobe garamond" size=6&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;God grant me the serenity &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="garamond, adobe garamond" size=6&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="garamond, adobe garamond" size=6&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R7KKPwoKCmUAAAUb14w1/traffic.jpg?et=ixYlppdDaK3YHoHVSrcOcg&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;to accept the things I cannot change; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R7KKDAoKCmUAAHchWwg1/e1105.jpg?et=byrStBgqx0fgz2BzkCMWLA&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;BR&gt;courage to change the things I can;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R7KK-AoKCmUAABDV4Pg1/lozada.JPG?et=FGA5%2CRi5DFbxEuW0NIDt6A&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;and wisdom to know the difference. &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT face=Garamond size=6&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-3144823559013496750?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/3144823559013496750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=3144823559013496750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3144823559013496750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3144823559013496750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/02/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-337597353765201148</id><published>2008-02-11T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T12:47:14.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabi ko nga..</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R6-THAoKCmUAABeXpUw1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R6-THAoKCmUAABeXpUw1/P09-02-08_19.03.jpg?et=ozEoq%2BEYC70mhGwvUIZPQA&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-337597353765201148?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/337597353765201148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=337597353765201148&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/337597353765201148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/337597353765201148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/02/sabi-ko-nga.html' title='Sabi ko nga..'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7829219346200253881</id><published>2008-02-06T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T16:01:24.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HMO, marriage, and oppression</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;We recently had in our office an orientation for the new HMO provider.  I said to a friend that it was a perfect timing for her as she is 5 months pregnant and pre/postnatal check ups are covered.  She could save on the P500 per check up fee and maybe buy Anmum instead.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;However, there's a hitch.  She is not married and the coverage does not include pregnant unmarried women.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;How weird is that?  How...discriminating?  Are the needs of a pregnant unmarried woman different from the needs of a pregnant married one?  If anything she needs more of whatever support and help she can get.  She is rearing the baby alone for Pete's sake!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;We were taught three types of oppression in the sorority---oppression by race, oppression by gender and oppression by class.  The first two I can easily imagine.  The third one, I only really fully understood now.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;I have never thought that a woman can discriminate another woman, albeit unknowingly, by just being married.  Look how that piece of paper can make a difference.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7829219346200253881?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7829219346200253881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7829219346200253881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7829219346200253881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7829219346200253881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/02/hmo-marriage-and-oppression.html' title='HMO, marriage, and oppression'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-6911980276453187024</id><published>2008-02-05T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T08:37:20.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I see RED</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;How can anyone &lt;EM&gt;not&lt;/EM&gt; remember that it is already February, the month of looooove?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Naman.  With all the heart cut-outs and the cupid's silhouette you can see anywhere, you must really, really just be stupid not to remember.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;I am, and never was for that matter, a big fan of, ugh, Valentine's Day.   Maybe my fondest memory would be when my gradeschool art teacher taught us how to make that 'heart-embossed effect'  (yung lalagyan mo ng craypass yung gilid ng heart cut out tapos ikakalat mo on top of a clean sheet of paper.  shet.  lahat ata ng papel na nakita ko nilagyan ko nun..in all sizes! ;P ).  That, and this Valentine's day some 7years ago na happy hour pa lang, nasa Decade's na ko.   But I dont want to think about that now.  Haha. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;And so, fine, you want to see red?  Then let me give you red&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://alex96c.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R6euVgoKCmUAABj0Qp81"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb style="WIDTH: 183px; HEIGHT: 181px" height=231 src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R6euVgoKCmUAABj0Qp81/strawberry%20shortcake1.jpg?et=LKsq50ycBOLahhKbNhb2hg&amp;nmid=" width=228 border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb style="WIDTH: 193px; HEIGHT: 150px" height=151 src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R6eugQoKCmUAAAt2IR81/strawberry%20shortcake2.jpg?et=pDpSX%2BXu5JDD7Qp0C%2BRxoA&amp;nmid=" width=217 border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Tawagin nyo na lang akong....Strawberry Shortcake ;p&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb style="WIDTH: 60px; HEIGHT: 75px" height=183 src="http://images.alex96c.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R6evEQoKCmUAACOYhQ01/strawberry-shortcake.JPG?et=iYRWCsagObD7JcHf9bs8qQ&amp;nmid=" width=160 border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;**Don't worry, this will wash off in two, three weeks or so.  Anuba, color for March? :D&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-6911980276453187024?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/6911980276453187024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=6911980276453187024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6911980276453187024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6911980276453187024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-see-red.html' title='I see RED'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-6463128492172954520</id><published>2008-01-31T16:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T16:15:51.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mimento-vivere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border:1px solid #000000;background-color:#fff;padding:0;width:398px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50631/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/images/widget/gigya/widgetHeader.jpg" width="398" height="39" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:398px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/tests/coffeedrink/index.jsp?testname=coffeedrinkogt&amp;resultid=-" target="_blank" style="color:#2181da;text-decoration:underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;"&gt;What Kind of Coffee Drink Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style="padding:10px 0;font-size:17px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My Result: &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/tests/coffeedrink/index.jsp?testname=coffeedrinkogt&amp;resultid=-" target="_blank" style="font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;font-weight:bold;color:#000;"&gt;Scrumptious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="padding:0 10px 10px 10px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;border-bottom:1px solid #ccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div style="float:right;padding:5px 0 0 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/tests/coffeedrink/index.jsp?testname=coffeedrinkogt&amp;resultid=D" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/tests/coffeedrink/images/scrumptious_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;     Mmm, mmm! Like your luscious counterpart, you know just how to live life to the fullest and enjoy every moment. You know that life is too short, so it's important to spoil yourself and those you love from time to time. Luckily, that's something you're practically an expert at, whether you're indulging in a shopping spree, a day at the spa, or an elegant dinner. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophisticated and stylish, you notice the small things...and you know they can sometimes be the most important things of all. You've got a great grasp on who you are and what you want and that's what makes you such a unique and enchanting blend. What a delight!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:376px;overflow:hidden;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div style="padding:0 0 5px 0;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/tests/coffeedrink/index.jsp?testname=coffeedrinkogt&amp;resultid=D" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;color:#2181da;text-decoration:underline;font-family:arial;"&gt;http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/tests/coffeedrink/index.jsp?testname=coffeedrinkogt&amp;resultid=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDE3NjczNTMwODQmcD*1OTEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-6463128492172954520?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/6463128492172954520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=6463128492172954520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6463128492172954520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6463128492172954520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/01/mimento-vivere.html' title='mimento-vivere'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7410770790671686007</id><published>2008-01-31T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T16:48:37.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Di ko lang talaga gets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;I honestly don't get the hype over A.I. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;What the zit do I care about them?  Watching somebody make fun of himself/herself is not my idea of fun.  Plus, knowing that they are doing it on purpose just to gain atleast two minutes of fame is major turn off.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;I was listening to this radio station earlier and the DJs with all the slangy accent were debating/discussing AI for the entire show.   Nagpapayabangan pa sa mga napanood nila. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Pleeaaaase!!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;:rolling eyes:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7410770790671686007?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7410770790671686007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7410770790671686007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7410770790671686007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7410770790671686007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/01/di-ko-lang-talaga-gets_4588.html' title='Di ko lang talaga gets.'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-3917530714996126204</id><published>2008-01-31T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T10:04:19.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty Pleasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;I'm getting weird lately.   That, or it's really just now that I discovered the pleasure of listening to....tadddah...hip hop / RnB type of music!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Darn Akon and his I Wanna love you.  I first heard it sometime early last year (or was it late last last year?) which actually started this growing appreciation of upbeat reggaeton thingie.  It's a slow burn I know.  That's more dangerous.  Slow burns tend to inculcate themselves into your system more.   Aye?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Check out my Limewire library and you'd think some 16 year old owns it.  Lol!  But hey, I'm proud of my downloads.  Check this out:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;UL&gt; &lt;LI&gt; &lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Hate that I love you - Rihanna ft Neyo&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt; &lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;No Sunshine - Akon&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt; &lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;I'm in love with a stripper - T Pain ft Akon, R.Kelly&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt; &lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Take you There - Sean Kingston&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt; &lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;How Do I breathe - Mario&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt; &lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Do you - Neyo ft Mary J Blidge&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt; &lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Good Nite - Kanye West ft Mos Def&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt; &lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Do you wanna ride - Jay-Z ft John Legend&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt; &lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Break it off - Sean Paul ft Rihanna&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt; &lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;We be Burning - Sean Paul  (love this! ;P )&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt; &lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Wanna be starting something - Michael Jackson ft Akon (loooooooove this song!!!! I grew up hearing and not knowing what "ma ma ce ma ma sa ma ma coo sa" is all about.  But I love it.  How can you not dance or atleast tap your feet to this one??)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt; &lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Go On girl - Neyo&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt; &lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Heard em say - Kanye West ft Adam Lavine&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt; &lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Can we chill - Neyo&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt; &lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;Please dont stop the music - Rihanna (again that "ma ma ce ma ma sa ma ma coo sa thing)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/UL&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;So now you get the idea.  I know you want them too, riiiiighhhhtt????  Fine, I'll share some on my music page.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;C'mon, let's go hip hop!!  lol!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-3917530714996126204?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/3917530714996126204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=3917530714996126204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3917530714996126204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3917530714996126204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/01/guilty-pleasure.html' title='Guilty Pleasure'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-542911236814491369</id><published>2008-01-29T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T09:33:38.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curls no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;I had my curls removed last Saturday.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Note that I said 'curls removed' and not 'had my hair straightened out'.  Because it's never gonna be that way.  Now I have my old natural wave back.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;But man, my hair is long!  I'm amazed!  This is the first time ever and probably the only time I will have it this long.  It's past my bra line already.    &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;I was actually thinking to have a short bob after the curly 'do, like how it used to be way back college.  But hmmmm, I'm having second thoughts now.  Maybe I'll give this long hair a shot.  I just need to make an appointment with the salon over the weekend to give my hair some much needed spa treat. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;By the way, I found this interesting site on hairstyles (click &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.hairfinder.com/hair_imaging.htm"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;HERE&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt; ). I wish the photo could be changed so that I can actually picture out how the hairstyle would look on me...or maybe I can mess up (atleast virtual lang!) this certain vile person's hair.  *evil grin*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;****&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;You know that thing they say about what brings about changes in a woman's hairstyle?  Yes.  I am sorta kinda undergoing that right now.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-542911236814491369?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/542911236814491369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=542911236814491369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/542911236814491369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/542911236814491369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/01/curls-no-more.html' title='Curls no more'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-6515342705054711819</id><published>2008-01-23T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:36:03.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kwik Kwestion</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="ms mincho, mincho" size=3&gt;Diane and I were making our usual chika and she teased me as "nagmamaang maangan ka pa.."&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="ms mincho, mincho" size=3&gt;I know this word, okay.  But would anybody reading this know what's the root word of &lt;EM&gt;nagmamaang maangan&lt;/EM&gt;? (maang? anga? haha) &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="ms mincho, mincho" size=3&gt;Also, while you're at it, can you also let me know of the root word of &lt;EM&gt;naalimpungatan&lt;/EM&gt;? (alimpungat ba tama?)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Thank you!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-6515342705054711819?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/6515342705054711819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=6515342705054711819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6515342705054711819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/6515342705054711819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/01/kwik-kwestion.html' title='Kwik Kwestion'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-4997661948988220718</id><published>2008-01-18T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T15:35:15.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder years</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;My five year old nephew recently discovered this stuff which amazed me no end as a kid.  &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;Remember those sorta-jelly robots which when immersed in water for a loooooong time promised to "grow" to over 300x its original size?  I believed that then.  I remember even keeping an eye on it fearing that it will turn incredible-hulkish and grow into a monster and eat me and my family alive.  &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;I was a gullible kid.  I realize that now.  Or I watched too much Ghost Busters.  I dont know.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;Anyway, so Arvi was oh-so proud in showing this to me last night.  The slob is a monkey-looking brown thing which I swear I would not touch if only Arvi didn't say it was his favorite "pet".  We searched for one of his lola's empty palanggana, fill it up half way with water and ceremoniously dropped His Royal Monkeyness.  Actually, it looked like a big booger in a sea of tap water.  The water was way, way in excess and the palanggana is an exaggeration, but Arvi insisted that Monkeyness should have enough space and water to grow in.  Payn.  &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;He refused to sleep as he wanted to completely monitor the amazing little brown booger  este thing.  My bro just managed to get him to bed by uhrrmmm, using his booming voice.  haha.  Poor kid.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;Anyway, as I was to take a bath early this morning, I checked on the monkey.  Shet, it grew bigger okay...but it was....yucky!  Hahaha!!! Kadiri ng itsura!!!! Parang ewan talaga.  &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;I wonder what will Arvi say of that.  Either he'll be terribly disappointed since he afterall can't play with a slobby pet, or his overactive young mind will kick in and see His Royal Monkeyness as some sort of great discovery.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;Either way, I just wish he wouldnt ask me to hold it in my hand. Eeeeewwww...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-4997661948988220718?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/4997661948988220718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=4997661948988220718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/4997661948988220718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/4997661948988220718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/01/wonder-years.html' title='Wonder years'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-7074978055083588332</id><published>2008-01-15T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T15:24:48.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom strikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV class=bodytext id=item_body author_possessive="panadero45's" author="panadero45"&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Got this from Aian.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;1. Student number? &lt;STRONG&gt;94-18190&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;2. College? &lt;STRONG&gt;College of Home Economics, DIliman&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;3. Ano ang course mo [What did you major in]? &lt;STRONG&gt;Food Technology&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;4. Nag-shift ka ba o na-kick out [Did you shift majors/courses or were you a kicked out of your College]? &lt;STRONG&gt;muntil ma kick out. hahaha. joke &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;5. Saan ka kumuha ng UPCAT [Where did you take your entrance examination]?&lt;STRONG&gt; Chem Pav I&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;6. Favorite GE subject [General Education classes]? &lt;STRONG&gt;Comm III, STS---hahaha!&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;7. Favorite PE?&lt;STRONG&gt;  social dance. ehehe&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;8. Saan ka nag-aabang ng hot guys/girls sa UP [Where do you hang out to check out the hot babes/dudes]?&lt;STRONG&gt;  sa...teka.  sa AS? ahhh...sa CHK!!! hahaha&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;9. Favorite prof(s) [Favorite Professors]? &lt;STRONG&gt;kahit hindi ko fave ang subject, on of the coolest profs i had was Ms. Flores (Analytic Chem).  &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;10. Pinaka-ayaw na GE subject [Least favorite General Education class]?  &lt;STRONG&gt;Soc sci II.  ang kups kase ng prof. biset.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;11. Kumuha ka ba ng Saturday classes [Did you sign up for Saturday classes]?&lt;STRONG&gt; i did. ganado ko pumasok e!&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;12. Nakapag-field trip ka ba [Did you join any field trips]? &lt;STRONG&gt;parang hindi. &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;13. Naging CS ka na ba or US sa UP [Were you ever a College Scholar and or a University Scholar]? &lt;STRONG&gt;aysus, never. haha&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;14. Ano ang org, frat/soro mo [What organization, fraternity/sorority did you join]? -   &lt;STRONG&gt;UP Sigma Alpha Nu Sorority, Phil Assoc of FOod tech - alpha chap.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;15. Dorm, boarding house, o bahay [Did you stay at a dorm, boarding house, or did you live at home during college]? &lt;STRONG&gt;bahay.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;16. Kung walang UPCAT test at malaya kang nakapili ng kurso mo sa UP, ano yun [If you had your way, what was your dream course/major]? &lt;STRONG&gt;-  Agriculture sa LB&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;17. Sino ang pinaka-una mong nakilala sa UP [Who did you first meet in UP]?  &lt;STRONG&gt;blockmates na HRA.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;18. First play na napanood mo sa UP? &lt;STRONG&gt;This play na may naghubad...may rose yung title e. with Eugene domingo.  watched it sa FC.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;19. Saan ka madalas mag-lunch? &lt;STRONG&gt;Casaa pag nakatambay, kay mang Mon pag may lab, at sa Tea room pag nasa CHE.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;20. Masaya ba sa UP? &lt;STRONG&gt;tatagal ba naman ako dun kundi masaya? :-P&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;21 . Nakasama ka na ba sa rally? &lt;STRONG&gt;yes.  grabe. grabe talaga. ilang SONA din yun. plus yung sa Mediola kasama pati si UP Pres nung naslice ang UP budget. wala na ko sa UP nung Edsa 2 but I was there and it was like a coming home party!  andun din lahat ng mga kasama sa rally nung university days!&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;22. Ilang beses ka bumoto sa Student Council? &lt;STRONG&gt;yearly.  :-D&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;23. Pinangarap mo rin bang mag-laude nung freshman ka? &lt;STRONG&gt;pangarap na walang katuparan. haha&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;24. Kung di ka UP, anong school ka? &lt;STRONG&gt;i dont know. UPCAT lang ang ata ang entrance exam na tinake ko.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-7074978055083588332?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/7074978055083588332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=7074978055083588332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7074978055083588332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/7074978055083588332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/01/boredom-strikes.html' title='Boredom strikes'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-2959657255131399683</id><published>2008-01-14T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T16:09:07.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conspiracy</title><content type='html'>This freaked me out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're fed up and move on.  Finally you came to your senses and made a choice to leave for a brighter future somewhere else, with someone else.  You may be rejecting things for the sake of feeling good emotionally.  You see a higher purpose in life and may even reject success.  The focus in this card is on emotional relationships and ties that you may break and leave because you're disappointed and feel like moving on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tarotace.com/love.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How. . . apt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the stars, or the online tarot reading at that, are conspiring in making me realize things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay.  I will stop.  the weekend was the last straw.  I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-2959657255131399683?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/2959657255131399683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=2959657255131399683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2959657255131399683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/2959657255131399683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/01/conspiracy.html' title='Conspiracy'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-992492288545935207</id><published>2008-01-09T06:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T11:08:58.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*untitled*</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" size=3&gt;Ampowtah, ganito pala mag trenta!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" size=3&gt;Well not that may masamang pangyayari o may malaking pagbabago in a snap, pero parang iba lang.  For one, halos makalimutan ko na na birthday ko dahil mas naiisip ko ang 200+ mails na nakatambay sa inbox ko...at ang mga sulat na to e walang kakonek konek sa birthday ko.   At all.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" size=3&gt;Actually, the mere fact na naramdaman nila ko sa office, e sign na nang pagtanda.  Being matured in English, and not just getting old.  Dati kase nagdedeclare ako ng birthday leave-- church, tambay sa mall, lunch with friends, kape, inom, happy happy...but now, mehn, I dont have the luxury and yes even the interest to do that.  Atleast not on a weekday.  My friends are all cooped up and in front of their office PCs too anyway while some are miles away.  So who's to celebrate it with?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" size=3&gt;Happy part is that the older you get, the more people and friends are there to remember and greet you.  Ilang beses nagblink ng "memory full" ang phone ko kahapon.  Sabayan pa ng friendster birthday alert para sa mga naguulyanin kong 'friends'.   Ay, at yung todo crush ko nung college, paksyet, nagmessage!  Okay na sana kaso binanatan ako ng "mag asawa ka na, tumatanda ka na."  Amp.  Salamat naman...matapos ko pa namang sabihin cute ng mga anak nya.  Payn.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" size=3&gt;Ahhh, at sa office...feel na feel ko na birthday ko.  Ultimo DHL, na ginagamit naming courier e nagbigay ng cake at palabok.  Sipsip.  Haha.  Pero naappreciate ko naman...at ng mga tao sa office dahil sila naman ang kumain kasabay ng pameryenda kong hindi ko tinikman.  At ang cake?  Tirikan ba ng trentang sperma???  Ayun sa tagal kong pumunta sa pantry para sa pagpipilit nilang "magblow" ako, nangitim na daw mga ilong nila sa usok.  E sino ba naman kaseng nagsabing sperma ang gamitin?  Brown out ba?  Medyo lumaban ang baga ko sa pag ihip non ha! Pero masaya.  Natuwa ako.  Natouch.  Nagagawa nga naman ng bilao ng pancit.  Haha.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" size=3&gt;Ang boss ko tuwang tuwa na pagtawag nya e ako ang sumagot.  Kunwari pang nagtanong kung saan ang party ko, nung sinabi kong sa Sabado na lang, sabihin bang "good! it's better to celebrate on a weekend anyway"  sabay "so how about this shipment blah, blah..".  At nakalimutan ko ulet na birthday ko.  Work mode hanggang alas sais ng gabi.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" size=3&gt;Naalala ko lang ulit na 'syet birthday ko' nung naalala kong hindi pa ko ginreet ng _____(fill in adjective here) taong iniisip kong dapat e nag greet na saken umaga pa lang.  AMPFFFFF...talaga.  Mag eemote na sana ko, kase hello, matutulog na ko't matatapos na ang araw noh, nang biglang may message sa mobile ko.  OHHHHHH...nakaalala pa!   Parang natuwa ako't naalala nya, at nainis dahil sana nakalimutan nya na nga lang para itotodo ko na emote ko.  But no, as usual, everything with this guy is twisted.  He has a way of getting to your most pikon nerves and yet, and yet (!) hindi mo pa din talaga matratong basahan.  May angking galing ang taong to.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" size=3&gt;So that's about it.  Nothing special and yet, everything felt special.  &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; felt special.  From the sms, YM, email, skype, friendster messages, phonecalls, hirit ng painom,  to my very own &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A href="http://peyups.com/posts.khtml?mode=viewtopic&amp;topic=33480&amp;forum=16&amp;start=0"&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" size=3&gt;birthday thread in peyups&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" size=3&gt;, nafeel ko na worthy naman pala ang thirty years of existence ko.   I have these many people in my life who knows that I exist.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" size=3&gt;So to all of you*,  THANK YOU.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;*marose, joy, des, audie, lyn, lisa, thes, sharon, avy, angie, ryan, erwynn, jasper, razcel, say, hera, donna, gerome, wong, rafa, orland, imma, topet, kai, kathy, bong, jeff, marinelle, christian, angelito, ate cathy, arcybelle, kaye, patnubay, peyups friends, MTC officemates&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25040837-992492288545935207?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/992492288545935207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=992492288545935207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/992492288545935207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/992492288545935207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2008/01/untitled.html' title='*untitled*'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-1773075470515003767</id><published>2007-12-27T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T13:23:53.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ahoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wow, it's been a while since I've last blogged about something concrete. And this being most probably the last entry for the year would have to be a tad retrospective for the year that was.&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;Low points&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well these events don't necessarily weighed me down, but at one point these instances made me think and doubt humanity in general. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:: T - we met on the plane both going home from a business trip. we exchanged numbers; the first time i actually gave my number to a stranger. We texted and somewhere along those exchanges of sms I learned that he is married with two kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lesson learned: Married guys are great flirts. And very, very persistent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:: J - online buddy. case of great, as in HUGE, misinterpretation. Cost me a couple of thousand pesos just to get this 'mis-whatever' sorted out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lesson learned: Never trust someone you haven't personally met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:: M - bad habit. cyclic. must stop. now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lesson learned: none. oh okay...here: routine is not necessarily good. &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;High Points&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now these are the roller coaster highs which made my insides churn, my cheeks flushed and my mouth....ah, grin from ear to ear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:: Birthday celebration (01.08.07) - everybody special was there. very good night. happy. just thinking about it still makes my heart smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:: Bohol trip (02.07.07) - got to meet a very nice girl (hi Ivy!) who helped me and my friends organize the trip. Real tight budget, but real good time with friends. Met Aling Cita who owns a store and lives in this island near Panglao. She gave us nice bracelets she's selling. Kind people nowadays are rare and I am lucky enough to have met one of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:: Vietnam trip (06.10.07)- my very first solo business trip. was (quite) successful. very enriching. you know the cliche you wouldn't know what you dont know until you know you don't know it? I understood that very well. Ang dami ko naman palang alam. At madami naman pala kong kayang gawin mag isa. *pats my back* haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:: Birth of my two inaanak/pamankins (06.12.07 and 11.04.07) - my sis and my sis-in-law gave birth to two bouncing baby girls this year. Both are my godchild. Two baby girls are fun. I went gaga shopping for Christmas gifts for them. Cute ng mga damit ng bata!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:: Permanent perm (07.14.07) - Oh this is like a turning point this year. I came to the office one Thursday with my hair colored and curly. It gave me a rejuvenated feeling actually. Like "if I can do this, then I can have red nail polish too". And I did have that pussy red nail polish. The "unusual of Alex" thingies radiated to my disposition on certain things. Doing unusal stuff is not bad. It's liberating. Really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh and the perm got me sweet comments from people I didnt think were observing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:: Cebu trip (09.08.07) - Again a very relaxing trip with the same girls I always go out of town with. Cebu is great. Must check out the other islands next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:: London trip (11.29.07) - Ahhhh...Europe, I'm back! Travelling is always good for the soul...bad for the wallet. Haha. Seriously, going out of the country always makes me love the Philippines more. That is not to say that Manila is more beautiful than London or any other parts of the world but those places no matter how orderly and peaceful are not home. I'm glad to have had the chance to visit the Queen's land but Manila is Manila. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:: Vivere skyline (06.30.07 / novemberish) - Love this place. period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maybe it's maturity, but I haven't appreciated life in general more than I do now. Sure it has been crazy, a bit emotional, sometimes unlucky, at times surprisingly fun, oftentimes wacky year. But then again, for all they're worth, I embrace and enjoy the experience with all my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you 2007. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome 2008!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/25040837-1773075470515003767?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/1773075470515003767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=1773075470515003767&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1773075470515003767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/1773075470515003767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2007/12/2007.html' title='2007'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25040837.post-3610495087080409795</id><published>2007-12-18T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T09:42:25.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How come we talk least about the things we think about the most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why do words don't come when they're needed most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When is the right time to cry foul?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How do you confirm something without hurting either yourself when its confirmed, and the other party, when its not true and they feel theyve been doubted?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why am I asking these questions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/25040837-3610495087080409795?l=mimento-vivere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/feeds/3610495087080409795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25040837&amp;postID=3610495087080409795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3610495087080409795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25040837/posts/default/3610495087080409795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimento-vivere.blogspot.com/2007/12/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18098047678065338354</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUhow1Y98B8/S5STcxacLKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/iAyewMsdvhw/S220/November+2009+040a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
