<?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-9431163</id><updated>2011-07-09T02:10:39.602+08:00</updated><category term='roaming'/><category term='shows'/><category term='eventus'/><category term='foodies'/><category term='night-outs'/><category term='movies'/><category term='bookies'/><category term='fwens'/><category term='friends&apos; stories'/><category term='peyups'/><category term='beerdays'/><category term='senti'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='estafa'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='the practice'/><category term='lipunan'/><category term='toxic'/><category term='bem'/><category term='lullabies'/><category term='hodgepodge'/><category term='highschool high'/><category term='2007 election'/><category term='men'/><category term='unhappy'/><category term='bar exams'/><category term='confusions'/><category term='work'/><category term='wala lang'/><title type='text'>i am not a writer</title><subtitle type='html'>"i am just like everyone else who listens to their heart..." ~~~ By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept (P. Coelho)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>184</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-4526535920733535103</id><published>2010-03-15T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T14:09:04.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unhappy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senti'/><title type='text'>hormonal?</title><content type='html'>my former boss called me to ask about a case that i used to handle.  since i was alone at the office (my current boss was out for a meeting), and i myself wasn't in a meeting either, i was able to answer former boss' call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the conversation went on.  when former boss asked me how i was, my voice started to crack and i felt like crying.  nobody has asked me how i was since i left, with such genuine concern and sincerity.  i felt like i was about to explode.  who wouldn't be? everyday i have no one else to talk with except my current boss. i have no friends who will listen to me at the office.  everyday, all i do is work and deal with colleagues on professional terms.  my fault? please allow me to say that it is not. with the circumstances present at the workplace, it is always better to keep your mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i am not fine.  i am starting to feel regret streaming through my entirety.  i have no option but leave, as explained by my previous post.  i cannot be selfish.  there is no point in going after a dream at the expense of the people dearest to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking, is my sudden burst of emotion merely because of something hormonal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, i woke up crying, sobbing.  i dreamt that i attended a meeting of sorts at my former school.  then i saw him (name withheld upon my request!).  seems we are a couple as i told him that i'll be off attending the meeting.  then, when i went back, i saw him holding this girl's hands.  was furious and pounced on them.  i was so mad and was shouting at them. then i was crying and it felt really painful.  the pain was beyond measure that it woke me up at around 4am.  then i realized, it is perhaps good i am not in a romantic relationship with anyone right now.  i do not want to feel that way again, heartbroken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-4526535920733535103?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/4526535920733535103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=4526535920733535103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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blogging and the immeasurable peace it gives by just being there, accepting all that i wanted it to keep immortal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must write this down, i told myself. new work, but not much of new friends i can talk with.  the stress i am experiencing at work sometimes makes me regret leaving where i stayed the longest. but, i know that aside from the fact that i can't turn back the time anymore, i have to stay put not only for myself but for the people i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sacrifice is indeed a big word.  as big as love. i truly believe that everytime we love, sacrifice is there, beckoning at us that it should also be there.  simply put, no love if there is no sacrifice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence, i know that i just cannot leave.  have to bear everything if only to make life easier for those i love.  everytime i feel pain, i would remind myself that i am also doing this for the people i love.  if i need to leave, i must make sure that all else will be the same --- if not, for the better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verily, love is one double-edged sword. while it gives you happiness beyond measure, there is also pain in keeping it. i would want to give up, but i can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-1230171816476590185?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/1230171816476590185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=1230171816476590185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/1230171816476590185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/1230171816476590185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-to-blog.html' title='back to blog'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-2705035642664894556</id><published>2009-01-16T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:23:56.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>infuriated</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;pissed.  dissed.  irritated.  sick.  tired.  mad.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;change is never an easy panacea --- and never will be.&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' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-2442643153882440098</id><published>2009-01-01T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:42:58.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first post for 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hello 2009!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i was supposed to post an entry on the first day of 2009.  however (and irregretably though), i was led to chat with my fwens maan, then milen and arvin.  i had loads of fun, with arvin's "ematured" approach which "wikipidia" nor the "visaya" can hardly comprehend.  i was cryin and laughin at the same time :) nakakabaliw.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i am optimistic that i will be able to post entries on a "regular" basis.  i truly miss bloggin.  it's just that, sometimes, you get soooo tired of writing, you can barely extract any from your mind. :)&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/9431163-2442643153882440098?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/2442643153882440098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=2442643153882440098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2442643153882440098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2442643153882440098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-post-for-2009.html' title='first post for 2009'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-5718937625146623720</id><published>2008-12-10T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:22:27.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>december 10, 2008 at the makati city hall of justice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I went out of the courtroom after my case has been called and my motion granted.  Besides, our client's representative has already approached me for a chittychat.  We were having discussions along the corridors when I saw somebody familiar traversing my direction.  He's clad in yellow long-sleeved polo.  As to the other details, it's funny, 'cause now I cannot recall any of it - whether he has with him folders, or bag.  All I had in mind, clearly, was his face.  That evasive look on his face.  The hurried walk.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I still feel.&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/9431163-5718937625146623720?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/5718937625146623720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=5718937625146623720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/5718937625146623720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/5718937625146623720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-10-2008-at-makati-city-hall-of.html' title='december 10, 2008 at the makati city hall of justice'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-7293881115264258526</id><published>2008-11-07T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T13:11:07.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>80 years old = my life expectancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;(evaluation daw to --- with MY comments)&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;h3&gt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Personal&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul class=""&gt; &lt;dl&gt; &lt;dt class="number_years"&gt;+ 0.75  &lt;dd class="years_text"&gt;You noted that you manage your stress poorly. Do a significantly better job and you could &lt;strong&gt;add three quarters of a year&lt;/strong&gt; to your life expectancy --- DEFINE SIGNIFICANTLY BETTER JOB?&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;dl&gt; &lt;dt class="number_years"&gt;+ 1.0  &lt;dd class="years_text"&gt;Cutting back on your hours at work, approaching, if you can, 40 or fewer hours, could &lt;strong&gt;add a year to your&lt;/strong&gt; longevity --- CAN I INVOKE THIS TEST IN ORDER TO ASK FOR ADDITIONAL TIME TO FILE A PLEADING?&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;dl&gt; &lt;dt class="number_years"&gt;+ 1.0  &lt;dd class="years_text"&gt;Going from 6 days of work per week to 5 days a week could &lt;strong&gt;add one year&lt;/strong&gt; of life to your longevity --- OKI (BUT I WORK AT HOME)&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Lifestyle&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul class=""&gt; &lt;dl&gt; &lt;dt class="number_years"&gt;+ 0.5  &lt;dd class="years_text"&gt;Minimizing or cutting out your caffeinated coffee consumption completely could provide you with &lt;strong&gt;about half a year&lt;/strong&gt; more in life expectancy --- LET ME WAIVE THAT HALF A YEAR!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;dl&gt; &lt;dt class="number_years"&gt;+ 2.0  &lt;dd class="years_text"&gt;If it is ok with your doctor, taking an 81 mg aspirin every day improves your hear and brain health and could help you delay or escape a heart attack or stroke. Taking an aspirin each day, perferably in the evening, could &lt;strong&gt;add 2 years&lt;/strong&gt; to your life expectancy. --- WHY?&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;dl&gt; &lt;dt class="number_years"&gt;+ 0.5  &lt;dd class="years_text"&gt;Ultraviolet rays present in sunlight and tanning beds greatly increase your risk of skin cancer, including melanoma. They also increase wrinkles. It is good that you are already decreasing your sun exposure. Doing so consistently could &lt;strong&gt;add half a year&lt;/strong&gt; to your life expectancy. --- NOTED&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;dl&gt; &lt;dt class="number_years"&gt;+ 1.0  &lt;dd class="years_text"&gt;There is a clear link between the inflammation of gum disease and heart disease. Do a good job of flossing daily and you could &lt;strong&gt;add a year&lt;/strong&gt; to your life expectancy. --- PAMBIHIRANG BRACES TO!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Nutrition&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul class=""&gt; &lt;dl&gt; &lt;dt class="number_years"&gt;+ 8.0  &lt;dd class="years_text"&gt;The more you can get fast foods out of your diet the better. With your current consumption, removing fast foods from your diet could &lt;strong&gt;add 8 years&lt;/strong&gt; to your life expectancy --- WOW! DI NGA?&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;dl&gt; &lt;dt class="number_years"&gt;+ 0.5  &lt;dd class="years_text"&gt;Cutting back sweets in your diet to 1-2 times per week or less could &lt;strong&gt;add half a year&lt;/strong&gt; to your life expectancy --- HALF LANG, PASS!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;dl&gt; &lt;dt class="number_years"&gt;+ 2.0  &lt;dd class="years_text"&gt;Changing your daily dietary intake so that you get to and maintain a healthy weight could &lt;strong&gt;add two years&lt;/strong&gt; to your life expectancy --- LIKE WHAT?&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Medical&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul class=""&gt; &lt;dl&gt; &lt;dt class="number_years"&gt;+ 1.0  &lt;dd class="years_text"&gt;Examining yourself for cancer could &lt;strong&gt;add a year&lt;/strong&gt; to your life expectancy &lt;/dd&gt; &lt;dd class="years_text"&gt;--- HMMM&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;dl&gt; &lt;dt class="number_years"&gt;+ 2.0  &lt;dd class="years_text"&gt;Decreasing your diastolic blood pressure (the second of the two numbers) to less than 80 or even lower could &lt;strong&gt;add 2 years&lt;/strong&gt; to your life expectancy --- PANO?&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;dl&gt; &lt;dt class="number_years"&gt;+ 1.5  &lt;dd class="years_text"&gt;Getting your blood pressure checked annually could &lt;strong&gt;add a year and a half&lt;/strong&gt; to your life expectancy --- OK&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p class="years_text"&gt;there goes. let's wait after 51 years!&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/9431163-7293881115264258526?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/7293881115264258526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=7293881115264258526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7293881115264258526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7293881115264258526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/11/80-years-old-my-life-expectancy.html' title='80 years old = my life expectancy'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-4932813276174557303</id><published>2008-11-04T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:58:59.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sniff sniff</title><content type='html'>i can only take so much.&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/9431163-4932813276174557303?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/4932813276174557303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=4932813276174557303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4932813276174557303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4932813276174557303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/11/sniff-sniff.html' title='sniff sniff'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-3162946668714795778</id><published>2008-08-15T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:04:36.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eureka!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;found it finally!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;ate shawie's official website!!!  (that's sharon cuneta, dude!)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;here goes,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sharoncuneta.com"&gt;www.sharoncuneta.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;go, click it!  i personally enjoyed the pics ate shawie posted (tapos may captions pa), ayyy, i so love her!!!&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/9431163-3162946668714795778?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/3162946668714795778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=3162946668714795778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3162946668714795778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3162946668714795778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/08/eureka.html' title='eureka!!!'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-4479404872752301535</id><published>2008-07-31T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:52:07.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i love multiply! super addict na nga ako that i leave it open even when i am working (ginagawa ko syang ym ko, which on the other hand, i am no longer opening, since ala na ako kachika e)...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;nways, what i love about multiply is that, i get to shop online! i just ordered a UP shirt from universitees' ellen wherein UP's infamous bluebook is printed on the front.  parang bluebook shirt!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;im also scouting for cheap (as if, sige na nga affordable) ipod nano (oks yung red), perfumes, kung ano-ano. hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;these, aside from the fact that i can easily post comments on my friend's videos, pics and blogs.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tapos, i can view pa my fave celebs' accounts. hahaha, jologs.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;will let u know about my first purchase, gcash sya, katuwa i dunno pa pano yun. tinuruan pa ako ni ellen. still considering purchasing cosmetics saka this burberry weekend perfume (dunno lang kung ok sa kin di ko na maaalala scent nito e, saka ralph and clinique girl ako, naks)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;til next :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&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/9431163-4479404872752301535?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/4479404872752301535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=4479404872752301535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4479404872752301535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4479404872752301535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-love.html' title='love love'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-4899802903033505029</id><published>2008-06-17T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:14:05.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleeping beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinconstantino.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SFeJngoKCs8AAEWFM2U1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.tinconstantino.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SFeJngoKCs8AAEWFM2U1/sleeping%20beauty.jpg?et=SefTbonn69plrSBEm29Mhw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eto talaga pangarap ko eh, di naman maging abogada.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;just imagine, among the other fairy tale characters, si sleeping beauty lang ang hindi nagdusa, AT ALL..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;she lived a grandiose life, being a princess at birth. born with a silver spoon,  she did not experience any hardship - unlike cinderella, snow white or belle even.  kahit pa nga si ariel.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tapos, nakatulog siya.  100 years?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;hmmm... sarap di ba, yun pa lang.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;she slept for what-it-seemed-like-a-lifetime.  then, she was awaken by a kiss - true love's kiss!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;aptly, bonggang-bongga.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i want to be like sleeping beauty.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;one, because life's so easy for her (rich kasi sya, period!). &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;second, she only slept yet was found by someone who loved her (samantalang ako, di ko alam san pang lupalop ng mundo ako pupunta para lang mahanap prince charming ko!)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;third, she did not do anything yet lived happily ever after (ano yun, natulog lang tapos sumaya na?!).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;lam ko na wish ko for christmas.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&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/9431163-4899802903033505029?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/4899802903033505029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=4899802903033505029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4899802903033505029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4899802903033505029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/06/sleeping-beauty.html' title='sleeping beauty'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-8452308490905552315</id><published>2008-06-07T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:57:22.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me and myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;my really good fwen, porky maan, left for singapore last saturday.  equally good fwen jen, left a week before maan took her 7am flight.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;now, i no longer have anybody to be with every weekend. no one patiently waits for me anymore while i fly my way from ortigas to makati.  no one to eat dencio's sisig with - and share hungrypac choco cake after.  no morning greetings over ym.  sad.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sometimes, i do not want to invest in friendships anymore.  one, because i am afraid that they'll leave me later on.  and two, i'm no good in alloting time for my friends because of work.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;hay, hate my work. hay, hate being a lawyer crossing about three cities just to earn a living. &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/9431163-8452308490905552315?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/8452308490905552315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=8452308490905552315&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/8452308490905552315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/8452308490905552315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/06/me-and-myself.html' title='me and myself'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-7589864749754162119</id><published>2008-05-07T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T18:03:23.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah right</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Birthdate: April 29&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="&lt;A href="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg"&gt;http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg&lt;/A&gt;" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You may watch someone from afar before you finally decide to make your move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It takes a long time for you to develop an attraction to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Generally, you prefer to pick who you love. Anyone who tries to rush you is in for some heartache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 2nd, 11th, 20th, and 29th of the month.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;A href='http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;What&lt;/A&gt; Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?&lt;/a&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/9431163-7589864749754162119?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/7589864749754162119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=7589864749754162119&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7589864749754162119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7589864749754162119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/05/yeah-right.html' title='yeah right'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-8859563446247951407</id><published>2008-05-05T12:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T13:13:30.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beerdays'/><title type='text'>birthday blogpost</title><content type='html'>i wasn't expecting a detailed post for me in her blog.  but my dear friend, maan, despite all the many tasks she is faced with, took time to devote &lt;a href="http://merianne.blogspot.com/2008/04/porky-tns-day.html"&gt;one whole post for me&lt;/a&gt; on my day.  so, for everyone to be as delighted as i was, i am reposting her entry for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Tuesday, April 29, 2008&lt;br /&gt;PoRkY T!N's DaY... &lt;br /&gt;Our friendship started a decade ago, from skywalker experienced to sisig-emote moments we are always together like Batman and Robin. Tests of friendship also challenged us but we managed to stay solid and loyal to one another. She is one friend who is always there to listen and to emote with you, hahaha, minsan pa nga mas emote sya. That's why I call her my " co-best dramatic actress", pero d best pa rin ako ha? lol!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like with Jen, no words can truly explain how much I'm glad to have her in my life. She is not just a friend but also a sister to me, extended pa nga yan kc it's not only to me whom she extends her love and concern kc pati family ko feels how much Tin loves them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today on her 29th birthday on the 29th of April, 2008, I would like to share to you "29things that best describes Atty. Ma. Cristina C. Constantino"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(here she posted my pic, which, for some reason, i wasn't able to copy)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Her family call her "Maricris" but for me she's my "porks"&lt;br /&gt;2. She's "naynay" cum "tita sexy" to clarence and clarisse.&lt;br /&gt;3. She's a true blue 'taurean",perfect match ang personality nya sa zodiac sign nya...&lt;br /&gt;4. She loves to bake...wanna taste the famous crinkles and brownies? ask her to bake for u, masipag yan eh!&lt;br /&gt;5. She loves her bed so much kya nga pag bakasyon at me lakad kyo, always advance your call time ng 2 to 3 hours kung ayaw nyo mag-antay ng almost half day, lol! peace!&lt;br /&gt;6. She's also a certified "mamba", short for "mambabasura"...Khit candy wrapper pa yan, she'll keep it for years, lalo kung galing sa malapit sa puso nya.&lt;br /&gt;7. Never a dull moment, khit pagtulog para kang always on a "dolby sounds surround" room....&lt;br /&gt;8. Sya ang pnakanaunang nagka-boypren sa min, hahhaa...who wouldn't know the "high-school grad stokwa story"?, hehehe...peace!...Seriously, she had 3 wonderful love story, that is definetely pang MMK!&lt;br /&gt;9. Certified hearthrob during our elementary &amp; highschool days...hahaha, ewan ko nga lang kung san na ngayon ang mga admirers nya, hoy ngayon kayo kelangan ni cristina! lol&lt;br /&gt;10. At since hearthrob nga, sympre kasunod nun ang pagiging muse nya...&lt;br /&gt;11. She sings good pero shy sya, member nga yan ng glee club sa dept nila sa san beda? hmmm, bkit sa ldsp di ka nag-member? kaw ha?&lt;br /&gt;12. She might not be as tall as the supermodels, but her achievements are as high or baka nga higher pa than those models...&lt;br /&gt;13. Her intelligence is not only limited to her field but also to showbiz balita...Sya po ang nagintroduce sa kin ng pep website, chicka.com, blogs of kc concepcion, dj montano at kung sino-sino pang hot celebrity...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;14. Obviously, Tin is someone who loves to eat, that's why if you wanna know some latest grantisadong masarap na resto or bakeshop, just ask her coz she'll definetely have an answer.&lt;br /&gt;15. 24 hours is not enough to her busy schedule...partida, ala pa syang bf nyan ha?&lt;br /&gt;16. Since she's a very busy personality, bumabawi na lang sya sa pagma-marathon ng mga favorite american series nya during her off days...hmm, that makes her edu's secret enemy number 1, hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;17. She is a certified " Sharonian"... Ask her about tita shawie's movies, 99% nun napanuod na nya at meron pa syang collection ng old to present movies at magazines about tita sharon...Di lang yun, pati family ni tita shawie, number 1 fan sya!&lt;br /&gt;18. Tin is one her person who 100% commits herself in anything she does...oops, except for diet!&lt;br /&gt;19. She hates veggies!&lt;br /&gt;20. Her fave foods are sisig, liempo, crispy pata, kwek-kwek, itlog ng pugo at iba pang pangpahigh-blood...her alibi, bsta me gamot naman sya, oks lang kumain ng kumain, lol!&lt;br /&gt;21. When she's irita, never talk to her, kc she's really out of her mind...&lt;br /&gt;22. When she's sad or depressed, she tends to drink a lot and when she's drunk, tago ka na kung ayaw mong mapagkamalang "rapist"...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;23. Code name: Baygon &lt;br /&gt;24. She loves the song "one last cry",kahit it seems to be "non-stop cry"&lt;br /&gt;25. She adores shoes, though sometimes shoes doesn't adore her...hehehe...Pasalamat ang mga koreano sa knya dahil isa sya sa mga pwede mong sabihin stockholder ng korean shoes...&lt;br /&gt;26. She hates to swim maging swimming pool man or beach, NO yan for Tin! Kya naman bhira kming mag-outing, 2nd year highschool pa ata kmi the last time we went to a resort...&lt;br /&gt;27. 100% picture adik!&lt;br /&gt;28. Maswerte ka kung masagot ka nya agad pag nagtext or tumwag ka sa cellphone nya...Kadalasan puti na ang mata mo, bago sya magreply! hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;29. Mabilis man syang magpapalit-palit ng employer, but her personality is still the same old Tnay I've known more than 10 years ago...She is such a passionate and self-driven woman, and a wonderful daughter, sister, tita, and friend to the people around her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PORKS!~&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; thanks again fwen :) mwah!!! labya :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-8859563446247951407?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/8859563446247951407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=8859563446247951407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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vitug&lt;br /&gt;2. joyce castaneda&lt;br /&gt;3. atty. portia obciana-gonzalvo&lt;br /&gt;4. eloisa sajul&lt;br /&gt;5. joey san luis&lt;br /&gt;6. janice madula&lt;br /&gt;7. atty. joy zabala&lt;br /&gt;8. ruthie tercero&lt;br /&gt;9. erma sapallo&lt;br /&gt;10. gerald payumo&lt;br /&gt;11. atty. maeng jose&lt;br /&gt;12. abigail geromo&lt;br /&gt;13. atty. yayo pagaling&lt;br /&gt;14. yen dalomias&lt;br /&gt;15. janice libuit&lt;br /&gt;16. atty. sharlyne goboy-lapuz&lt;br /&gt;17. atty. mae ventura&lt;br /&gt;18. ate maui miranda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks too to my rn family and the kssc staff :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-2634576640459865109?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/2634576640459865109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beerdays'/><title type='text'>thanks</title><content type='html'>for taking time to make me feel really special...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for sending me messages on my globe number:&lt;br /&gt;1. roxi feliciano (12:53am) &lt;br /&gt;2. tita odeng (5:23am)&lt;br /&gt;3. atty. azela asilo (6:36am)&lt;br /&gt;4. cha lasan (7:22am and at 12:26am)&lt;br /&gt;5. atty. monica almeida (7:44am)&lt;br /&gt;6. jean zavala (8:51am)&lt;br /&gt;7. tonet yanza (8:52am)&lt;br /&gt;8. atty. ethel regadio (9:01am)&lt;br /&gt;9. randy lloyd pineda (9:27am)&lt;br /&gt;10. atty. celline carlos (9:44am)&lt;br /&gt;11. tita oreng (9:48am)&lt;br /&gt;12. jen casimiro (9:54am)&lt;br /&gt;13. cleo and brian basco (10:06am)&lt;br /&gt;14. glenn de leon (10:14am)&lt;br /&gt;15. bumbo cruz (10:25am)&lt;br /&gt;16. atty. jen olba (10:38am)&lt;br /&gt;17. irene torres (10:41am)&lt;br /&gt;18. otchie bagalso (10:42am)&lt;br /&gt;19. maui batongbakal (11:20am)&lt;br /&gt;20. atty. glenn armamento (11:49am)&lt;br /&gt;21. atty. jen tiu (11:54am)&lt;br /&gt;22. atty. rose tam (11:58am and at 12:27am)&lt;br /&gt;23. tita thelma lasan (12:39am)&lt;br /&gt;24. ivy calma (12:58am)&lt;br /&gt;25. atty. imee daguman (1:01pm)&lt;br /&gt;26. agnes ignacio (1:31pm)&lt;br /&gt;27. engr. jeff constantino realis (1:47pm)&lt;br /&gt;28. blue macalinao (2:03pm)&lt;br /&gt;29. allan carreon (2:56pm)&lt;br /&gt;30. atty. carrie sianghio (5:21pm)&lt;br /&gt;31. atty. johna ramirez (6:46pm)&lt;br /&gt;32. doc omar lopez (7:03pm)&lt;br /&gt;33. atty. pam mercado (7:12pm)&lt;br /&gt;34. atty. nep pasiliao (8:08pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my smart number...&lt;br /&gt;1. atty. ria viesca (12:01am and at 10:02am)&lt;br /&gt;2. agnes ignacio (5:52am)&lt;br /&gt;3. atty. carol arciaga (5:54am)&lt;br /&gt;4. tita babes miranda (7:36am)&lt;br /&gt;5. nitz revilla (8:09am)&lt;br /&gt;6. bhet cabel (8:30am)&lt;br /&gt;7. vicvic tusi (8:41am)&lt;br /&gt;8. atty. roviel nepomuceno (9:44am)&lt;br /&gt;9. atty. stephanie baltao-basilio (9:57am)&lt;br /&gt;10. rhoda cruz (10:42am)&lt;br /&gt;11. jack labendia (10:45am)&lt;br /&gt;12. froilan espedido (10:46am)&lt;br /&gt;13. cecil espino (11:26am)&lt;br /&gt;14. becky catriz (12:20pm)&lt;br /&gt;15. mcneil mendoza (1:39pm)&lt;br /&gt;16. jovin javier (4:21pm)&lt;br /&gt;17. cathy (6:49pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the friendster comments...&lt;br /&gt;1. ate irene &lt;br /&gt;2. gracie cordero&lt;br /&gt;3. dang primitivo-san luis&lt;br /&gt;4. tonet yanza (ulit, hehe)&lt;br /&gt;5. pamela andaya&lt;br /&gt;6. maricar anaya-dee&lt;br /&gt;7. audie ricamonte&lt;br /&gt;8. mheann&lt;br /&gt;9. sheryl morales&lt;br /&gt;10. otchie bagalso&lt;br /&gt;11. maan miranda (ulit din, hihi)&lt;br /&gt;12. verlyn gacayan&lt;br /&gt;13. che mercado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those who attempted to reach me by calling my mobile:&lt;br /&gt;1. jean zavala - who sent a message instead&lt;br /&gt;2. maan miranda - who tried to call many times,but we were able to talk by lunch na din at ininggit ko sya sa pasta and gelato i had for lunch, hehe&lt;br /&gt;3. blue macalinao - who i texted and he texted na din&lt;br /&gt;4. atty. tria de guzman - the only call i was able to attend to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the sent messages din, early bday greetings:&lt;br /&gt;1. ate ehla ravelo&lt;br /&gt;2. ate eloi sajul&lt;br /&gt;3. tita baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, mom and dad, ate, clarence, clarisse, kuya, ate delma and monet for the fabulous bday handa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so blessed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSTSCRIPT: im really sorry for having to put down in writing even the very hour that my friends sent me a message.  i actually do this yearly, even before texting came into existence in the philippines.  i always prepare a list of those people who phoned me or greeted me in any way.  however, there were a few years when i lost the list (meron din naman ibang years na naiwan).  so for posterity's sake, i am making this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSTSCRIPT TO THE POSTSCRIPT: so, pano na lang sa di nakagreet? hehehe... dont worry, i don't bear grudges naman except lang if you forgot to remember me on my day, hehehe. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-3886279372832070356?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/3886279372832070356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=3886279372832070356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3886279372832070356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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know, daily hygiene and stuff)&lt;br /&gt;0700H to 0930H - travel time (to nlrc banawe for my 1030 hearing, with my ate in tow)&lt;br /&gt;0930H to 1100H - hearing proper (for two cases)&lt;br /&gt;1100H to 1230H - trip to tomas morato for food reservation AND lunch at amici (yummy, had pizza and lasagna plus their oh-so-delicious gelato)&lt;br /&gt;1201H to 1300H - trekked the morato area, dropped by at charms&amp;crystal and off to laguna&lt;br /&gt;1301H to 1600H - trip back home (while answering bday greetings)&lt;br /&gt;1600H to present - devoured my handa,hihi, and still devouring, while checkin my emails and friendster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a blast... somethin's missing though.  siguro, it's because i wasn't able to visit Him and thank Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-2518305741204864497?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' 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how to operate any gadget, name it.  he can excel if he wants, but right now, just enjoys his youth.  i am guilty of compelling him to shine, who wouldn't, i'm just like any proud tita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this kiddo so much i'd give anything to make him happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you bem, happy 9th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/SBWNudZY6jI/AAAAAAAAADc/Qfo2zLt7V2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/SBWNudZY6jI/AAAAAAAAADc/Qfo2zLt7V2Q/s200/IMG_0889.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194213574546352690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-8593757475504753695?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/SBWNudZY6jI/AAAAAAAAADc/Qfo2zLt7V2Q/s72-c/IMG_0889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-1893181964772099947</id><published>2008-04-28T10:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:07:20.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beerdays'/><title type='text'>late post</title><content type='html'>i've been busy with a lot of things lately that i wasn't able to post any...&lt;br /&gt;so let me make it up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belated birthday greetings to a few friends who turned a year younger...&lt;br /&gt;(1)ATTY. ROSE TAM, who i must stress is blooming in love lately;&lt;br /&gt;(2)MONDS JAMIN, who still has to treat us (baka wedding reception na ah, hehe);&lt;br /&gt;(3)ATTY. KATS PIOQUINTO who is so yaman na, hehe;&lt;br /&gt;(4)ATTY. TRIA DE GUZMAN, who had a fabulous birthday at mcdonald's (will post pics later) &lt;br /&gt;(5) TITA THELMA LASAN, and i wish her many more years to come; and,&lt;br /&gt;(6) dear fwen JEN CASIMIRO, who we were not even able to greet personally on her day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more blessings to all of you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-1893181964772099947?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/1893181964772099947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=1893181964772099947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/1893181964772099947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/1893181964772099947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/04/late-post.html' title='late post'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-3358453498373951734</id><published>2008-04-02T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T11:00:09.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wala lang'/><title type='text'>tin's believe it or not...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/J/storage/site1/files/24/00/22/240022_925238c85f2f74qzchun84.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-3358453498373951734?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/3358453498373951734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=3358453498373951734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3358453498373951734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3358453498373951734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/04/tins-believe-it-or-not.html' title='tin&apos;s believe it or not...'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-4436042319725530216</id><published>2008-03-19T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T16:26:39.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wala lang'/><title type='text'>holy week (slash bakasyon)  :)</title><content type='html'>to the batcave!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for four straight days, i'll be doing the following (any of the following, not in any particular order though):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  finish the ghost whisperers seasons 2 (4 more eps) and 3&lt;br /&gt;2.  start watching the following series: a. supernatural, season 1; b. sex and the city, seasons 1-7; c. criminal minds, season 1; d. prisonbreak, season 1; and, e. boston legal, season3 [alin kaya dito?]&lt;br /&gt;3.  read bridges of the madison county [bought hardbound for only P149!]&lt;br /&gt;4.  watch lots of movies i missed :)&lt;br /&gt;5.  talk with ate eloi regarding wedding details&lt;br /&gt;6.  rest? (if any)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you monday (unless by some magic, id be able to surf the net this weekend)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, this vacation costed me some moolah ha with my purchases, buti na lang...&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-4436042319725530216?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/4436042319725530216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=4436042319725530216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4436042319725530216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4436042319725530216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/03/holy-week-slash-bakasyon.html' title='holy week (slash bakasyon)  :)'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-6776039326623894932</id><published>2008-03-18T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T13:57:21.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>isa pa :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Your Language Arts Grade: 100%&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;Way to go!  You know not to trust the MS Grammar Check and you know "no" from "know."  Now, go forth and spread the good word (or at least, the proper use of apostrophes).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/are_you_gooder_at_grammar" style="color: blue;"&gt;Are You Gooder at Grammar?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Make a Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-6776039326623894932?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/6776039326623894932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=6776039326623894932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6776039326623894932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6776039326623894932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/03/isa-pa.html' title='isa pa :)'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-1620727068672431364</id><published>2008-03-18T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T13:27:10.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>and this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What Be Your Nerd Type?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Social Nerd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 83%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You're interested in things such as politics, psychology, child care, and peace. I wouldn't go so far as to call you a hippie, but some of you may be tree-huggers. You're the type of people who are interested in bettering the world. You're possible the least nerdy of them all; unless you participate in other activies that paled your nerdiness compared to your involvement in social activities. Whatever the case, we could still use more of you around.  ^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Literature Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 70%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Science/Math Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 35%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Drama Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 17%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Gamer/Computer Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 12%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Anime Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 3%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Musician&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 2%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Artistic Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 0%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_be_your_nerd_type"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Be Your Nerd Type?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quizzes for MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to mayette :)  i got these from &lt;a href="http://www.lightheaded.blogspot.com"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-1620727068672431364?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/1620727068672431364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=1620727068672431364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/1620727068672431364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/1620727068672431364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-this.html' title='and this!'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-721252014650904085</id><published>2008-03-18T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T13:25:48.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>i enjoyed this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;47 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speed test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-721252014650904085?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/721252014650904085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=721252014650904085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/721252014650904085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/721252014650904085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-enjoyed-this.html' title='i enjoyed this!'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-3207577054837713495</id><published>2008-03-15T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T12:58:57.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's see this one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="&lt;A href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage"&gt;http://www.myheritage.com/collage&lt;/A&gt;" title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="&lt;A href="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/J/storage/site1/files/39/90/92/399092_6583051405bd74i7clu332.JPG"&gt;http://www.myheritagefiles.com/J/storage/site1/files/39/90/92/399092_6583051405bd74i7clu332.JPG&lt;/A&gt;" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&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/9431163-3207577054837713495?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/3207577054837713495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=3207577054837713495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3207577054837713495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3207577054837713495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/03/let-see-this-one.html' title='let&amp;#39;s see this one'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-8837000246226664959</id><published>2008-03-07T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T17:54:40.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventus'/><title type='text'>yehey!</title><content type='html'>finally, na-update (at natutuhan) ko na multiply ko!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please drop by --- &lt;a href="http://www.tinconstantino.multiply.com/"&gt;www.tinconstantino.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, we're off to manaoag to visit the shrine (teka, di pa ako nagpapaalam kay boss... hmmm, ateng rtv, pa-leave ulit? hihihi...)... this is my fourth straight year.  owe her lots :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-8837000246226664959?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/8837000246226664959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=8837000246226664959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/8837000246226664959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/8837000246226664959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/03/yehey.html' title='yehey!'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-4378468701065688604</id><published>2008-03-05T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T17:35:18.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highschool high'/><title type='text'>march 5, 1994</title><content type='html'>let me commemorate this eventful day in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he brought me home that night.  it was somewhat late.  as we got a ride in our village tricycle, i told him, "tignan mo yun", while pointing at the signage of the grocery store --- pacita foodmart.  told him to remove pacita, and asked him what remained --- "foodmart," he quickly replied.  then i asked him to remove the suffix 'mart' and asked him what's left.  "food," he said.  finally, i asked him to drop the f and the d.  then he smiled and tightened his grip on my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juvenile.  yet to this day, i must admit that the boy still makes me smile - and believe that it is wonderful to fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the relationship did not last "til the last drop of my blood" fell.  it did not even survive to hear erik santos' remake of its theme song.  but the memories lasted, even outlasted those of recent experiences. and i will always be thankful to him for these good memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-4378468701065688604?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/4378468701065688604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=4378468701065688604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4378468701065688604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4378468701065688604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-5-1994.html' title='march 5, 1994'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-6296421833208620561</id><published>2008-03-05T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:50:39.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lipunan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><title type='text'>addicted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R85jO6znkmI/AAAAAAAAADU/7CdlbNrhWY8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174182129850356322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R85jO6znkmI/AAAAAAAAADU/7CdlbNrhWY8/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i so love this series.  sobra ka-addict.  i bought a copy of season 1 when i was still at kssc (that was like 6 months ago, at the minimum).  it was only last monday evening when i tried watching it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finished only the first two episodes.  it' s sooo enthralling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;melinda here, played by jennifer love hewitt, has a gift for seeing, listening and talking to dead people who have not "crossed over" yet.  David Conrad, who plays his paramedic husband (they just got married ep1), Jim, is such a darling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's what wikipedia said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Ghost Whisperer is an episodic series that follows the life of Melinda Gordon, a young woman who has the ability to see and communicate with the dead. Each episode deals with one or more ghosts seeking Melinda's help in relaying a message or completing a task that will put the spirit to rest, and allow them to "cross over" into The Light, a metaphor presented by the show as its conception of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Heaven" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heaven"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Despite the episodic structure of the show, plot lines that span two or three episodes (normally during season openers and finishers) develop and progress in a slow manner throughout the rest of the season. The first season arc introduced the show's&lt;br /&gt;first antagonist, Romano, a negative entity in a black hat, who attempted to do the exact opposite of Melinda and gather earthbound souls and bring them to the Dark Side. The story climaxed in the season finale when a plane crashed in Grandview, and Melinda and Romano both attempted to sway the souls to the Light, and staying on earth, respectively. Her Best Friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Andrea Marino" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andrea_Marino"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Andrea Marino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt; was killed in the plane crash and, in a story that would carry over to the second season, was being swayed by Romano to stay earthbound.  In the second season, two new  characters (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Delia Banks" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Delia_Banks"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Delia Banks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Professor Rick Payne" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Professor_Rick_Payne"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Professor Rick Payne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;) are introduced, both of whom, by season's end, come to learn of Melinda's power and become survivors that ghosts want messages passed to&lt;br /&gt;through Melinda. The second season arc revolves around the thinning "veil" between the living and the dead, evident in certain situations in second season episodes. By the end of the season, a second Ghost Whisperer was introduced. His arrival in Grandview sets the final events of a disastrous prophecy in motion, and the strengthening of the dark side over the Light.&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of each episode normally revolves around Melinda first encountering the ghost(s) that will be crossed over in the episode. In their normally brief appearances, Melinda collects clues she later researches. After gaining a significant piece of information that drives the episode's plot further, the ghost(s) normally open&lt;br /&gt;up to her, and tell her how it is she can help them find peace. Often, the messages the ghosts want Melinda to pass are confusing and as a result, she is normally met with questions and skepticism by those she is trying to give the message to- the families, friends and lovers of the ghosts. By the end of each episode, Melinda is usually able to complete her task and cross the ghost(s) from the respective episode over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after each ep, i usually find myself clutching my tissue and bawling.  hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love that ep about the "lost boys".  three boys living in an orphanage died because of a fire and they haunt the orphanage where melinda got some items for auction.  sobrang kawawa naman mga orphans, they do not even have the privilege of being cared for sincerely, being hugged, having a family.  hay. di ako natakot though the series is about ghosts and it's past midnight, i felt so sad for orphans, for those who died without having their own family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-6296421833208620561?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/6296421833208620561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=6296421833208620561&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6296421833208620561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6296421833208620561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/03/addicted.html' title='addicted'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R85jO6znkmI/AAAAAAAAADU/7CdlbNrhWY8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-3130416129987982459</id><published>2008-03-04T17:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T18:02:49.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>hmmm...</title><content type='html'>NOVEMBER 29, 2005...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nang i-add nya ako sa friendster. mas accurate, nang i-approve nya ang invitation ko sa friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 2 years, 3 months and 3 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ala pa rin nangyari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-3130416129987982459?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/3130416129987982459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=3130416129987982459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3130416129987982459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3130416129987982459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmmm.html' title='hmmm...'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-6780071785889945487</id><published>2008-03-04T14:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T17:41:23.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unhappy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highschool high'/><title type='text'>a letter for me</title><content type='html'>you don't know how i was deeply moved by this email and how after all these years ive kept this letter way back feb 2005...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;dear tinay (or "tin" now),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i do remember how during our&lt;br /&gt;elementary days, we used to write each other almost everyday. it was funny,&lt;br /&gt;really. we could've just talked personally. but i guess, writing letters made us&lt;br /&gt;feel more open, made us feel like we could write anything there, no matter&lt;br /&gt;how personal, and it would make the other person understand us more as she reads&lt;br /&gt;what we wrote. it made me want to know you more, and be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 (yes, 15) years later... here we are. you've grown, i've&lt;br /&gt;grown, albeit apart and with different sets of people whom we&lt;br /&gt;call barkada, friends. but somehow we are still connected by a&lt;br /&gt;"bond". i don't know about you, but i have always considered you one of the best&lt;br /&gt;friends i have ever had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not have seen you every step; i&lt;br /&gt;may not have been there through every time you faced a trial, and&lt;br /&gt;every time you conquered each one. but you know that although we&lt;br /&gt;may be physically apart, i have always been rooting for you... to me,&lt;br /&gt;"failure" is not one of the words that should be associated with&lt;br /&gt;you. you may have your little blunders here and there, but who doesn't? i&lt;br /&gt;never doubted that you will pick yourself up and brush yourself off and&lt;br /&gt;give it another go. to me, that's you tin.. strong, smart, spirited. and&lt;br /&gt;this next step in your life is just another laurel to add to the&lt;br /&gt;many more that you already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let me be the first to&lt;br /&gt;give a toast to my friend... you deserve nothing less. i know how&lt;br /&gt;much you've gone through, but all the bitter will now be replaced by&lt;br /&gt;the sweet. success is yours, not just with your graduation now,&lt;br /&gt;but also in passing the bar, i'm sure of it. as usual, you will always be in my&lt;br /&gt;prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, i'll stay on the sidelines and root for you&lt;br /&gt;still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks niq.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hay, sarap nya basa-basahin especially now na "low" ako.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-6780071785889945487?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/6780071785889945487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=6780071785889945487&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6780071785889945487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6780071785889945487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/03/letter-for-me.html' title='a letter for me'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-7945254026398072451</id><published>2008-02-29T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T15:06:35.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beerdays'/><title type='text'>happy 7th bday!!!</title><content type='html'>happy bday to my good old (let us emphasize the adjective, shall we? hehe) friend, CLEOFE M. CONDEZ-BASCO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ping ( i love calling her this nickname, kesa cleo, pag galit lang yung cleo, hehehe) celebrates her 7th birthday today! woohoo! and she's getting married on december!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, ping is NO LONGER a minor!   it's just that she was brought out to this world by her dear mommy february 29, 1980!!! isa po syang leap year baby :)  kaya, it's really worth a grand celeb, di ba? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanapin ko nga yung pic mo ping, yung sa carding's? hehehe, just kidding, ala ata kaw nun e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ping, thanks for being a really good friend to me for more than a decade now! labya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-7945254026398072451?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/7945254026398072451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=7945254026398072451&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7945254026398072451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7945254026398072451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-7th-bday.html' title='happy 7th bday!!!'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-352355656842354003</id><published>2008-02-26T12:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T12:51:10.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senti'/><title type='text'>please read on (this made me cry)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;please take time to read, and more importantly reflect on, the following. perhaps, some of you may have received an email or a friendster message like this (like i did). this is really, really touching. drew me to a bucket of tears. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Mahal kong Anak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa aking pagtanda, unawain mo sana ako at&lt;br /&gt;pagpasensiyahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag dala ng kalabuan ng mata ay nakabasag ako ng&lt;br /&gt;pinggan o nakatapon ng&lt;br /&gt;sabaw sa hapag kainan, huwag mo sana akong&lt;br /&gt;kagagalitan. Maramdamin ang&lt;br /&gt;isang matanda. Nagse-self-pity ako&lt;br /&gt;sa tuwing sinisigawan mo ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag mahina na ang tenga ko&lt;br /&gt;at hindi ko maintindihan ang sinasabi mo,&lt;br /&gt;huwag mo naman sana akong sabihan&lt;br /&gt;ng 'binge!' paki-ulit nalang ang sinabi mo o&lt;br /&gt;pakisulat nalang.&lt;br /&gt;Pasensya ka na, anak. Matanda na talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag mahina na&lt;br /&gt;ang tuhod ko, pagtiyagaan mo sana akong tulungang tumayo,&lt;br /&gt;katulad ng&lt;br /&gt;pag-aalalay ko sa iyo noong nag-aaral ka pa lamang lumakad.&lt;br /&gt;Pagpasensyahan mo sana ako kung ako man ay nagiging makulit at paulit-ulit&lt;br /&gt;na&lt;br /&gt;parang sirang plaka. Basta pakinggan mo nalang ako. Huwag mo&lt;br /&gt;sana&lt;br /&gt;akong pagtatawanan o pagsasawaang pakinggan. Natatandaan mo anak&lt;br /&gt;noong&lt;br /&gt;bata ka pa? Kapag gusto mo ng lobo, paulit-ulit mo 'yong&lt;br /&gt;sasabihin,&lt;br /&gt;maghapon kang mangungulit hangga't hindi mo nakukuha ang gusto&lt;br /&gt;mo.&lt;br /&gt;Pinagtyagaan ko ang kakulitan mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagpasensyahan mo&lt;br /&gt;na rin sana ang aking amoy. Amoy matanda, amoy&lt;br /&gt;lupa. Huwag mo&lt;br /&gt;sana akong piliting maligo. Mahina na ang katawan&lt;br /&gt;ko. Madaling&lt;br /&gt;magkasakit kapag nalamigan, huwag mo sana akong&lt;br /&gt;pandirihan.&lt;br /&gt;Natatandaan mo noong bata ka pa? Pinagtyagaan kitang&lt;br /&gt;habulin sa ilalim&lt;br /&gt;ng kama kapag ayaw mong maligo. Pagpasensyahan mo sana&lt;br /&gt;kung madalas,&lt;br /&gt;ako'y masungit, dala na marahil ito ng katandaan. Pagtanda&lt;br /&gt;mo,&lt;br /&gt;maiintindihan mo rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag may konti kang panahon,&lt;br /&gt;magkwentuhan naman tayo, kahit sandali&lt;br /&gt;lang. Inip na ako sa bahay,&lt;br /&gt;maghapong nag-iisa. Walang kausap.&lt;br /&gt;Alam kong busy ka sa trabaho,&lt;br /&gt;subalit nais kong malaman mo na sabik na sabik na&lt;br /&gt;akong makakwentuhan ka,&lt;br /&gt;kahit alam kong hindi ka interesado sa mga kwento&lt;br /&gt;ko. Natatandaan mo&lt;br /&gt;anak, noong bata ka pa? Pinagtyagaan kong&lt;br /&gt;pakinggan at intindihin ang&lt;br /&gt;pautal-utal mong kwento tungkol sa iyong teddy&lt;br /&gt;bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At&lt;br /&gt;kapag dumating ang sandali na ako'y magkakasakit at maratay sa banig ng&lt;br /&gt;karamdaman, huwag mo sana akong pagsawaang alagaan. Pagpasensyahan mo&lt;br /&gt;na&lt;br /&gt;sana kung ako man ay maihi o madumi sa higaan, pagtyagaan mo sana akong&lt;br /&gt;alagaan&lt;br /&gt;sa mga huling sandali ngaking buhay. Tutal hindi na naman ako&lt;br /&gt;magtatagal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag dumating ang sandali ng aking pagpanaw,&lt;br /&gt;hawakan mo sana ang aking&lt;br /&gt;kamay at bigyan mo ako ng lakas ng loob na harapin&lt;br /&gt;ang kamatayan. At huwag&lt;br /&gt;kang mag-alala, kapag kaharap ko na ang Diyos&lt;br /&gt;na lumikha, ibubulong ko sa kanya&lt;br /&gt;na pagpalain ka sana... Dahil naging&lt;br /&gt;mapagmahal ka sa iyong ama't&lt;br /&gt;ina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by&lt;br /&gt;Rev. Fr. Ariel F. Robles&lt;br /&gt;CWL Spiritual Director&lt;br /&gt;St.&lt;br /&gt;Augustine Parish&lt;br /&gt;Baliuag, Bulacan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-352355656842354003?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/352355656842354003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=352355656842354003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/352355656842354003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/352355656842354003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/02/please-read-on-this-made-me-cry.html' title='please read on (this made me cry)'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-6412933428790053286</id><published>2008-02-18T13:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T16:16:34.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senti'/><title type='text'>i am getting married on december 14!</title><content type='html'>last saturday, feb 16, i went to the bridal fair at the sm megamall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went there alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beat that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was around 1:30pm when i left the office. it was one out-of-the-blue decision. since i had nowhere to go that afternoon (i was supposed to have my monthly massage but i got my period friday evening, hmpf), i opted to go and see the fair the second time. the first one was last year before bedan mare, ara, got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got there at 2pm. i paid the P35 entrance fee since i did not pre-register for the fair. i had to write in the registration form whether i am there in preparation for a wedding or a debut, and when will it be. of course, i cannot pass as a 17-year old debutant-to-be, so, i checked the box for the "wedding" category. i wrote "december 2008" as the planned date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hopped from one corner to another. this fair was far better than the first which i went to. super dami ng vendors/suppliers! from wedding gowns, hair and make-up, cakes, restaurants, caterers, jewellers to souvenir vendors and wedding coordinators. syempre, i did not waste the opportunity to devour freebies served - free samplings of cakes and fondue. sayang, i forgot na dumaan sa free coffee (courtesy of nescafe), hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even saw ate kathy, an ate "children of mary" back in liceo. wedding/events coordinator na pala sya ngayon, aside from the many other "rakets" she has.  of course, the moment i saw her i had to explain why i was there (i cannot tell her that i only wanted to explore the possibility of me becoming an events coordinator in the future), since she may assume that i am about to tie the knot. i had to tell her a half-truth that i was there to scour vendors for ate eloi (another ate "children of mary") who is about to get married on december this year.  i also saw another fellow "children of mary", cristina escudero, not personally though, but on the list i also signed up (hehe).  i saw her last week at the ilustrado restaurant (intramuros) where the dinner reception for ara and olan's wedding was held.  she also had the place reserved.  wow no, all my fellow-com's tying the knot na!  hehehe...  (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ayan kasi, nung highschool ako una-slash-atat na nag-bf, ako tuloy nahuli na sa byahe ngayon, hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/em&gt; i also saw a bedan batchmate which compelled me to leave the premises asap (i was overstaying na din naman, hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many of the vendors of course asked me when my wedding will be held (in-assume nila wedding, bakit di kaya debut??? --- &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kasi 10 years ago na to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahaha!).  i was CONSTRAINED, FORCED, OBLIGED, COMPELLED, to say that --- i am getting married on december 14, 2008 at manila cathedral!  december 14 is mom and dad's wedding anniv, while manila cathedral is where ate eloi will say 'i do'.  hehehe... now they are sending me emails!!! hahaha! sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was walking my way to the bus stop from the mega trade hall, i cannot help but feel that i am missing a lot on life, that i also wanted to get married, and that i do not want to be a mere witness but "the one" who got the chance to say her vows herself.  i also realized that marrying on the same date that my mom and dad did is perfect, and one esplanade is not a bad place to hold the reception.  problem is, i want the wedding at the chapel on the hill in batangas, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;beda's abbey church is an option too, but since their authority to conduct marital rites has been revoked, di na pde.  di bale, baka naman when my time comes, IF MY TIME COMES, beda can hold marriages na. hehehe. asa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have witnessed a lot of weddings, specially recently, with my friends' "paglalagay sa tahimik", and i cannot help but sigh - and wish, that i'd have that chance to say 'i do'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-6412933428790053286?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-308971199871369968</id><published>2008-02-15T17:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T18:01:13.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toxic'/><title type='text'>"express"?</title><content type='html'>i spend a quarter of my daily life bearing the misery of passing along the south luzon NOT-SO-EXPRESSway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i am such a sleepyhead, when the traffic jam gets really bad, i could not even think of dozing off. in short, ubos na lahat ng energy ko to sleep, wala pa din ako sa patutunguhan ko!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this notwithstanding the skyway ha. i don't get it. ten years ago, sucat and bicutan exits are such cursed areas but that's because the skyway construction then is ongoing. pero ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as you reach alabang naman coming from makati, bottleneck na ang traffic. the viaduct appears to be one small bridge amidst the city. super bad. then there's the road "construction-destruction-obstruction" after alabang. i do not see the point of drilling the road left and right. wala man lang system e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay, pinas! to think i'm religiously paying my taxes!  yun pala, i'm just paying the government for them to give me further agony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aaarrgghhh!!!! d-u-s-a.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-308971199871369968?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/308971199871369968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=308971199871369968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/308971199871369968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/308971199871369968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/02/express.html' title='&quot;express&quot;?'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-8766528353767731940</id><published>2008-02-15T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T17:44:20.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wala lang'/><title type='text'>never</title><content type='html'>i am not your tag-conscious consumer (well, except for food, that's a different thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes pop and i hyperventilate at the mere sight of these four-letter word: S-A-L-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can never expect me purchase a bag more than a thousand bucks (it is even difficult to persuade me to buy one worth P999).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only purchase items from top-of-the-line stores in either of these two instances: (1) when it is for dad, mom, my nephew clarence or for my niece clarisse; or, (2) when its goods are on a 40% and up discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan.  nanghihinayang kasi ako.  it's not practical.  i always go for quantity kasi. though, one cannot conclude that cheap goods do not last long (depende sa item).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this principle was further strengthened when a bmw car bumped into the bus i was riding on my way to the office.  super-sayang the dent (kahit dent lang).  i could go anywhere i want even without a bmw car, right?  kaya nga ba, kung pwedeng cheaper, why not?  sayang naman kasi.&lt;br /&gt;and though i fantasize a really pretty bag, never would i spend anything more than a thousand bucks to buy one.  with my penchant pa naman to stuff everything inside my bag, sayang naman, baka masira. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, there are far more important things where you can invest your money and there are a thousand other people whom you can help with your moolah.  i am no spendthrift di ba? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, never will i scrimp on good food.  not in a lifetime. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-8766528353767731940?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/8766528353767731940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=8766528353767731940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/8766528353767731940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/8766528353767731940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/02/never.html' title='never'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-4731234911491680158</id><published>2008-02-14T17:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:50:41.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventus'/><title type='text'>vday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;by far, the best pic that i got thru google :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R7QLV5RyogI/AAAAAAAAADA/0jigG67PCyI/s1600-h/valentine3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166767143281402370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R7QLV5RyogI/AAAAAAAAADA/0jigG67PCyI/s320/valentine3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't get me wrong though. in my many years of existence, i had my "fair" share of cheesy valentine experience. but i guess, as you grow old, wisdom gets into you and you suddenly realize that love cannot be capsulized in a single day and that it isn't only for couples, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and v-day is one overrated day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: i just posted the pic kasi it's funny ha and not because that shows how i feel :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;many thanks to my friends and relatives who took time to send me a greeting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my tita mely, cuz grace, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;maan, ethel, jen tiu, ara, roxie, tria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;joan, jes, russel, vicvic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;irene, russel, celline, stb and fpr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-4731234911491680158?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/4731234911491680158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=4731234911491680158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4731234911491680158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4731234911491680158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/02/vday.html' title='vday'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R7QLV5RyogI/AAAAAAAAADA/0jigG67PCyI/s72-c/valentine3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-331946005145815031</id><published>2008-02-13T16:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T17:18:26.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roaming'/><title type='text'>itching...</title><content type='html'>had a talk with a dear friend.  for her sake and in order not to spoil her plans, let us just call her "marie".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marie is getting really fed up with her work and the people at her work.  she feels that she has no other recourse but go for a change by leaving her "hellhole" (as she calls it).  you see, even i noticed her hapless situation.  she's no longer the happy person that she was.  comparing how she looked then, a prune would look better.  her self-esteem has also dropped to nil.  it seems she has been through a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, she had.  basing from what she recounted to me, it is fair to say that, she does not deserve what she is going through.  she even asked me if she was just being plain sensitive about it and i almost shouted at her when i told her that she is not overreacting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, she sought my advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i tell her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"see jobstreet."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-331946005145815031?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-7758003232989240684</id><published>2008-02-12T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T18:07:48.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wala lang'/><title type='text'>obvious, apparent, patent</title><content type='html'>ang nagagawa nga naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have added "widgets" (tama ba?) here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the horoscopy thingy :) --- enjoy naman, in fairness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the "answers" --- i guess you have to put queries and answers will pop out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel free to look around :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-7758003232989240684?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-7090839522059459551</id><published>2008-02-11T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T18:08:52.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unhappy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>i just knew it!</title><content type='html'>pardon me for posting lots of quiz results which i took, its so addicting e!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one i googled pa and found it!  a-c-c-u-r-a-t-e!  why? secret! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Pretty Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howhappyareyoureallyquiz/happy-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You generally have a happy, fulfilling life. &lt;br /&gt;But things could be a little better, and deep down, you know it.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you need more supportive friends or a more challenging career.&lt;br /&gt;Something is preventing you from being totally happy. You just need to figure out what it is!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhappyareyoureallyquiz/"&gt;How Happy Are You, Really?&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/9431163-7090839522059459551?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/7090839522059459551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=7090839522059459551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7090839522059459551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7090839522059459551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-just-knew-it.html' title='i just knew it!'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-8266751129795861986</id><published>2008-02-11T17:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T17:50:18.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peyups'/><title type='text'>maligayang sentenaryo!!!</title><content type='html'>1. Student number?&lt;br /&gt;96-66799&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. College(s)? &lt;br /&gt;- College of Social Sciences and Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ano ang course mo?&lt;br /&gt;- BA Political Science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Nag-shift ka ba o na-kickout?&lt;br /&gt;- no to both (sana nagshift na lang, hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Saan ka kumuha ng UPCAT?&lt;br /&gt;- UPLB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite GE subjects?&lt;br /&gt;- Comm 1 and PI 100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite PE?&lt;br /&gt;- Camping!!! (Swimming? hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Saan ka nag-aabang ng hot guy sa UP?&lt;br /&gt;- sa Melchor Hall (hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite prof(s)?&lt;br /&gt;- Prof. Carlos, Prof. Quilop, Prof. Fernandez, Prof. Monsod, and Prof. Dadufalza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Pinaka-ayaw na GE subject?&lt;br /&gt;- Hum 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Kumuha ka ba ng Wed or Sat classes?&lt;br /&gt;- Yep, kailangan e (Econ)!!!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Nakapag-field trip ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;- Opo, sa PI 100 sa Laguna, saka sa PE-Camping 2x sa Quezon (bundok pa yung isa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Naging CS ka na ba or US sa UP?&lt;br /&gt;- Hahaha!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Ano ang Org/Frat/Soro mo?&lt;br /&gt;- UP Sandigan, UP Corps of Sponsors, UP CSSP-Peers, UP DAKILA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Saan ka tumatambay palagi?&lt;br /&gt;- UP Sandigan tambayan (Main Lib, near UP Mountaineers’ tambayan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Dorm, Boarding house, o Bahay?&lt;br /&gt;- Boarding House sa Krus na Ligas, then Dorm (run by the Spinola Sisters) sa UP Village, at syempre “uwian” everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Kung walang UPCAT test at malaya kang nakapili ng kurso mo sa UP, ano&lt;br /&gt;yun?&lt;br /&gt;- kung before, Psych… kung ngayon, BAA o kaya Educ (kahit di sya quota)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Sino ang pinaka-una mong nakilala sa UP?&lt;br /&gt;- Mildred Quiogue, my blockmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. First play na napanood mo sa UP?&lt;br /&gt;- nakalimutan ko na kung eto yung may nakahubad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Name the 5 most conyo orgs in UP?&lt;br /&gt;- UP Sandigan, UP Sandigan, UP Sandigan, UP Sandigan, UP Sandigan (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;- seriously, JPIA, JMA, ECOSOC, OBEM and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Name 5 of the coolest orgs/frats/soro in UP.&lt;br /&gt;- UP Sandigan, UP Sandigan, UP Sandigan, UP Sandigan, UP Sandigan, seriously &lt;br /&gt;22. May frat/soro bang nag-recruit sa yo?&lt;br /&gt;- meron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Saan ka madalas mag-lunch?&lt;br /&gt;- Beach House at sa tambayan (Aristocart!!! Woohoo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Masaya ba sa UP?&lt;br /&gt;- Understatement ang “masaya”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Nakasama ka na ba sa rally?&lt;br /&gt;- syempre! Naka-japorms pa ako nun ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Ilang beses ka bumoto sa Student Council?&lt;br /&gt;- lagi, didn’t skip&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;27. Name at least 5 leftist groups in UP.&lt;br /&gt;- hmmm…LFS lang alam ko e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Pinangarap mo rin bang mag-laude nung freshman ka?&lt;br /&gt;- syempre naman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Kanino ka pinaka-patay sa UP?&lt;br /&gt;- kay steven, hahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Kung di ka UP, anong school ka?&lt;br /&gt;- ust o kaya plm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- hmmm, lapit na UP Fair.  once lang ako nakapunta nun di pa ako nakainom. hay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-8266751129795861986?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/8266751129795861986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=8266751129795861986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/8266751129795861986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/8266751129795861986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/02/maligayang-sentenaryo.html' title='maligayang sentenaryo!!!'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-8434324850739374741</id><published>2008-02-09T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T12:54:24.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>quiz # 2 - hahaha</title><content type='html'>then, this one, super funny!!! (what will my obituary say, hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" style="border: 1px solid black; background: white;" width="410"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid black;" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-Tin Constantino-3-5-4.jpg" alt="QuizGalaxy!" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-8434324850739374741?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/8434324850739374741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=8434324850739374741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/8434324850739374741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/8434324850739374741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/02/quiz-2-hahaha.html' title='quiz # 2 - hahaha'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-359875593957519214</id><published>2008-02-09T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T12:52:17.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>quiz # 1 - huhuhu</title><content type='html'>while waiting for my sundo, breezed thru www.quizgalaxy.com...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this from maan's blog &lt;a href="http://www.merianne.blogspot.com"&gt;=)&lt;/a&gt;... ay nakakasira ng ulo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="380" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-size: 12pt; color: black; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;Your Life, Predicted:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/lifetree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" style="padding: 20px; color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;You will never get married.  You will have 2 children.  You will live for another 60-70 years.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="2" style="font-size: 9pt; color: black; border-top: 1px dotted black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz_201.html" style="text-decoration: none; color: red;"&gt;'The Life Predictor Quiz'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="text-decoration: none; color: red;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-359875593957519214?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/359875593957519214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=359875593957519214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/359875593957519214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/359875593957519214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/02/quiz-1-huhuhu.html' title='quiz # 1 - huhuhu'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-8393793982453729484</id><published>2008-02-08T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T17:11:47.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roaming'/><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.outdoordecor.com/images%5Cproducts%5CP0017672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.outdoordecor.com/images%5Cproducts%5CP0017672.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever felt this way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-8393793982453729484?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/8393793982453729484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=8393793982453729484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/8393793982453729484'/><link rel='self' 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wrong in making another feel so stupid and incompetent?  how can they not see the impropriety of having another person feel so bad about himself/herself? why do some people care only about themselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not okay.  i want to get drunk and perhaps, numb myself from this "feeling". i will go home late in the hope that as i dive on my bed, all the painful emotions shall disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am unhappy, empty, tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana bitch na lang ako.  sana kagaya din ako ng nasa paragraph 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love month? s*it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-7922813421006845934?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/7922813421006845934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wala lang'/><title type='text'>the year that was</title><content type='html'>i intended to post an entry the first day of 2008.  however, due to reasons "beyond my control" hehehe, i had to postpone it for another day or night perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 swiftly passed.  it was only in january of that year when fwen milen tied the knot with jesdabes.  april when bem and i turned a year younger.  dang, i forgot what happened on my birthday.  hmmm... june, contemplating on taking action on my plans for my profession.  july, submitted resumes.  finally got a chance at rnlaw.  submitted my resignation.  hohum.  alang lovelife? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nearly fell.  fortunately, that CTA case saved me from the pits.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only hope for health, safety, freedom from liability and mastery of my profession for this year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh by the way, i have FIVE weddings to attend this year! hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-973244506178561684?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/973244506178561684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=973244506178561684&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/973244506178561684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/973244506178561684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2008/01/year-that-was.html' title='the year that was'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-7976468883949663292</id><published>2007-12-26T10:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T13:15:37.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventus'/><title type='text'>belated</title><content type='html'>hope everyone had a great christmas - like what i had :)  except that i was soooo tired catchin up with last minute christmas gift-shopping.  promise, i will set aside sufficient time next year for buying gifts.  ayoko na nang harassed. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many thanks to those who remembered me and exerted efforts to wrap something for me and to those who sent me messages, and also those who texted back to my greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special mention to my long-time mare, mildred, who i wasn't able to see this christmas. i know you had a wonderful christmas 'dred, missed you though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALIGAYANG PASKO again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-7976468883949663292?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/7976468883949663292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=7976468883949663292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7976468883949663292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7976468883949663292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/12/belated.html' title='belated'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-4312759742955010093</id><published>2007-12-18T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T18:10:46.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>four months after</title><content type='html'>pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close to tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;torn between my love for what i am doing and the piled up emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know for how long i can keep up with this, or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i can keep up with this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-4312759742955010093?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/4312759742955010093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=4312759742955010093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4312759742955010093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4312759742955010093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/12/four-months-after.html' title='four months after'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-9002938568113432726</id><published>2007-12-12T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:50:41.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bookies'/><title type='text'>shopaholic-aholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R2AF-s3dG2I/AAAAAAAAACY/nu17n_Vj-EM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R2AF-s3dG2I/AAAAAAAAACY/nu17n_Vj-EM/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143117349210889058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am itchin to buy a new book by sophie kinsella, preferably about becky.  i really adore her shopaholic series!  roxie sent me the e-book copies of the three shopaholic series (shopaholic, shopaholic goes to manhattan, and shopaholic ties the knot) and i was sooo engrossed with becky brandon that i bought the "and baby" sequel.  i skipped "the sister" ed. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't find "eleven minutes" of coelho as exciting as "river piedra".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ala tuloy ako new reading material... sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-9002938568113432726?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/9002938568113432726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=9002938568113432726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/9002938568113432726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/9002938568113432726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/12/shopaholic-aholic.html' title='shopaholic-aholic'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R2AF-s3dG2I/AAAAAAAAACY/nu17n_Vj-EM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-3563408446998369318</id><published>2007-12-12T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:50:43.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foodies'/><title type='text'>marta's cakes</title><content type='html'>i am a very "visual" person.  i enjoy seeing pics.  i get easily bored with all text reading stuff (parang ironic no, with my profession? unless may SCRA na na with pics! hahaha! fabulous!)... hence, id like to share with you some pics i wasnt able to post before due to my (recurring) hiatus.  (yun lang pala yun)... here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIP TO MARTA'S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one time when we were channel-hopping, we saw this show in qtv which featured MARTA'S CAKES!!! a lil placey where kids (and adults even) can decorate their own cupcakes and cookies.  one branch is located at the serendra (i just saw a small place set up at glorietta).  super great talaga.  the pastries were yummy and it's really fun filling up your cupcakes with loads of icings, and loading lots of colors to your cupcake! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R1_5zM3dGwI/AAAAAAAAABo/IpkZvnDPg-o/s1600-h/10-11-07_1846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R1_5zM3dGwI/AAAAAAAAABo/IpkZvnDPg-o/s200/10-11-07_1846.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143103957502860034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R1_6y83dGxI/AAAAAAAAABw/yWGUgxUM72w/s1600-h/10-11-07_1848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R1_6y83dGxI/AAAAAAAAABw/yWGUgxUM72w/s200/10-11-07_1848.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143105052719520530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence with his train cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R1_7Xc3dGyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/arEH04JGjFc/s1600-h/10-11-07_1849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R1_7Xc3dGyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/arEH04JGjFc/s200/10-11-07_1849.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143105679784745762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarisse and her house-shaped cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINISHED NA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R1_8As3dGzI/AAAAAAAAACA/5dl-DqYTgp8/s1600-h/10-11-07_1853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R1_8As3dGzI/AAAAAAAAACA/5dl-DqYTgp8/s200/10-11-07_1853.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143106388454349618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R1_8tc3dG0I/AAAAAAAAACI/rTm20dYHL9Q/s1600-h/10-11-07_1854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R1_8tc3dG0I/AAAAAAAAACI/rTm20dYHL9Q/s200/10-11-07_1854.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143107157253495618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, birthday parties can also be held there!!! hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-3563408446998369318?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/3563408446998369318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=3563408446998369318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3563408446998369318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3563408446998369318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/12/martas-cakes.html' title='marta&apos;s cakes'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R1_5zM3dGwI/AAAAAAAAABo/IpkZvnDPg-o/s72-c/10-11-07_1846.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-6787542558331083421</id><published>2007-12-12T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:06:10.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toxic'/><title type='text'>24 hours</title><content type='html'>why do we only have 24 hours a day?  sobrang kulang, moreso, come december.  i CANNOT squeeze all what i am supposed to do in a a day!  and i'm sleep-deprived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my list of "to do's" appears to be unending.  it's one foreboding "infinity sign"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pleadings...gifts...wrapping gifts...cards...opinions...reunions... haaayyy, everything needs to be rushed!!! (plus an appointment with the doctor, hay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i could allot a day. just one day where i can read my favorite book and bemused by its chic-theme, while sipping my venti toffee nut latte...then i will be totally fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please eject me from my seat, so i could fly high to mars (uranus is a lot better).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-6787542558331083421?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/6787542558331083421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=6787542558331083421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6787542558331083421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6787542558331083421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/12/24-hours.html' title='24 hours'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-7097267728391246002</id><published>2007-12-04T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T19:09:52.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wala lang'/><title type='text'>sick (again...after 3 months)</title><content type='html'>caught the virus.  hay, my nose is clogged (what a way to describe it!).  can't smell the aroma of my toffee nut latte (which i am compelled to purchase every morning if only to obtain stickers for the planner).  can't smell my hair even (whether the dust and smoke has replaced the scent of my favorite shampoo).  hay, kainis.  three months ago lang may sakit ako, eto na naman.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of that, in a few days time, i'd be the only avugaga in the firm who does not have her own car.  :(  it aint that bad, especially when bad traffic greets me in the morning.  it's just that...nakakahiya. hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, i do not want to drive kasi.  sadder, i can't afford to hire a chaffeur (tama ba? hahaha, driver na nga lang!).  nakakatakot kasi.  kahit na sa panaginip kagaling ko magdrive!  =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go home.  another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-7097267728391246002?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/7097267728391246002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=7097267728391246002&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7097267728391246002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7097267728391246002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/12/sick-againafter-3-months.html' title='sick (again...after 3 months)'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-7622738534595769336</id><published>2007-11-30T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T05:33:47.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends&apos; stories'/><title type='text'>galing nito (accurate? hahaha!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What You Really Think Of Your Friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoyoureallythinkofyourfriendsquiz/friends.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ethel is your soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;You truly love Jen.&lt;br /&gt;You consider Milen your true friend.&lt;br /&gt;You know that Maan is always thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;You'll remember Roxanne for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think Tonette is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think that Tria is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think that Jes is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Jes changes lovers faster than underwear.&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think Jen Tiu is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Jen Tiu has a hidden internet romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyoureallythinkofyourfriendsquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Do You Think of Your Friends?&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/9431163-7622738534595769336?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/7622738534595769336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=7622738534595769336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7622738534595769336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7622738534595769336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/11/galing-nito-accurate-hahaha.html' title='galing nito (accurate? hahaha!)'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-2135222626373702558</id><published>2007-10-24T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T19:02:11.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wala lang'/><title type='text'>three months...</title><content type='html'>been away for three months, figuratively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things happened, life-altering at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i intend to post more...later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-2135222626373702558?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/2135222626373702558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=2135222626373702558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2135222626373702558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2135222626373702558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/10/three-months.html' title='three months...'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-5160183815841708370</id><published>2007-07-28T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:50:44.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fwens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night-outs'/><title type='text'>28@28</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/RqtsNTOWGqI/AAAAAAAAABY/P29fDKgk7EQ/s1600-h/IMG_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092282779427019426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/RqtsNTOWGqI/AAAAAAAAABY/P29fDKgk7EQ/s200/IMG_0166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;last night, 28 july, maan and i had our first taste of seeing how 'young' people are now - at 28 years of age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we planned on having a haircut and binging at g4 afterwards. by chance, maan saw tokti at sm and invited her to our salon session. tokti had her nails done, maan and i had our mane chopped, and i also indulged in a 30-min massage. then, maan and i ate sisig at dencio's, as planned. tokti then invited us for a treat at ice vodka bar in greenbelt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092279674165664370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/RqtpYjOWGnI/AAAAAAAAABA/Yh7pqWNcgnQ/s400/edge_vodka.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;upon goin inside, the bar, contrary to other bars we've been to, isn't mausok. tokti ordered majito (minty drink, it's good actually) for us as her treat and we proceeded to people-watching. there's this american couple who, after a dance are kissin openly. then there's this pair of two men where we stood next, whom we assume to be metrosexuals (since they seem oblivious to the world!). there's these 2 pairs of couple (whom i assumed just met there), wherein the male's a foreigner and the girls are filipinas. after some bolahan which i heard (hmmm, yeah okay, i eavesdropped!), the two pairs went out and we took their seats. maan on my right, and tokti on my left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;grabe, the two girls seated across us seemed like college kiddies with three boy kiddos. sadly, the girls kept dancin despite that (or was that deliberate? i dunno) their backs are close to the men (hustlers i suppose) seated next to them. then there's this girl who really, really danced wildly - and was subsequently joined by a guy who's as wild as she was, and another girl trying to steal the light from them (perhaps!). susme, maan and i are soooo shocked.  kulang na lang mag-undress ang mga bata!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092280576108796562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/RqtqNDOWGpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ehKbHET6lxI/s200/28-07-07_0118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sarap na sarap sa cake at feel na feel ang new 'do na nirampa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;nahimasmasan lang kami with the white choco dream AND the choco cake at coffee bean!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092280077892590210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/RqtpwDOWGoI/AAAAAAAAABI/L3BJwwN5Tw8/s320/28-07-07_0120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til next time (*wink)! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(thanks tokti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-5160183815841708370?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/5160183815841708370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=5160183815841708370&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/5160183815841708370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/5160183815841708370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/07/2828.html' title='28@28'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/RqtsNTOWGqI/AAAAAAAAABY/P29fDKgk7EQ/s72-c/IMG_0166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-5310025857347301143</id><published>2007-07-28T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:50:44.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fwens'/><title type='text'>ang ouija</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/RqtimDOWGlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Lkg-CjJgDNA/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092272209512503890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/RqtimDOWGlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Lkg-CjJgDNA/s200/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sabihin nang baduy. but local flicks entertain me. =) (what movies are for kung papagurin ka lang sa pag-iisip, right? at least pag pinoy, maeentertain ka talaga without giving anything to mull over!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched it last wednesday (opo, first showing date!) with maan, tonette, bebe, ate doty and her friend (sorry po, i forgot!). it was a "photo-finish" for me since i had to rush from ortigas to g4 (we had a practice group meeting pa kasi).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;twas pretty scary. there was an instance when i wanted to head out of the cinema. tapos may part pa na i wanted to shout at manong guard who had me scared by just simply standing at the corner of the moviehouse. hehe. a real stress-reliever (moreso since the "air" at the office is nothing but stress-inducing!), the screaming made it so easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a day after that, i didnt dare enter our conference room alone (despite instructions from one of the bosses that we will talk about the case he assigned to me inside the conf room), hehehe.  yoko nga baka ma-open pa yung tv! hehehe.  juday kasi in the movie is a lawyer, and in one scene, she was haunted by the ghost inside the conference room of the firm where she's working.  kapareho pa naman ng conf room namin yun nasa movie! hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not so bad movie after all.  pero, mas scary pa din for me yung patayin sa sindak si barbara!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-5310025857347301143?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/5310025857347301143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=5310025857347301143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/5310025857347301143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/5310025857347301143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/07/ang-ouija.html' title='ang ouija'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/RqtimDOWGlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Lkg-CjJgDNA/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-2392514753844210281</id><published>2007-07-19T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T17:20:22.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>i am...</title><content type='html'>...sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being a part of your Firm has been a wonderful experience.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am thankful for the opportunity that you have given me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the knowledge and training that you have imparted, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for your contribution to my growth both as an individual and as a lawyer, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and more importantly, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for being my “second home”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really, thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-2392514753844210281?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/2392514753844210281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=2392514753844210281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2392514753844210281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2392514753844210281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am.html' title='i am...'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-1975035178612464831</id><published>2007-07-18T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T19:37:13.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the practice'/><title type='text'>i miss...</title><content type='html'>...going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why, starting august, i'll be saving up 500 bucks a week!  so that, by october, i have (hopefully) sufficient moolah for a 6k tuition fee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to enrol here ---&gt;&gt;&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.solair.upd.edu.ph/"&gt;http://www.solair.upd.edu.ph&lt;/a&gt;   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay, things are definitely going to change starting tomorrow.  i feel sad - melancholic, to be precise.  but going after one's dreams entails sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope that big bro and the pack wouldn't take it against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope my heart won't get me into trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-1975035178612464831?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/1975035178612464831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=1975035178612464831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/1975035178612464831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/1975035178612464831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-miss.html' title='i miss...'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-2180194934490773667</id><published>2007-07-16T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T17:58:54.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>birth</title><content type='html'>nine months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know what i want in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aptly sent by my friend, maui, is this forwarded text message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's no point in sacrificing your happines when it doesn't conform&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; to what your heart dictates.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as eveyone is created uniquely,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone gets a right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to choose where they'd be happy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it ensures lifetime happiness,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then go for it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you wouldn't want a miserable life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;faking the world with smiles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-2180194934490773667?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/2180194934490773667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=2180194934490773667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2180194934490773667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2180194934490773667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/07/birth.html' title='birth'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-3988752726463514422</id><published>2007-07-11T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T18:03:43.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estafa'/><title type='text'>river piedra</title><content type='html'>if only i could toss my feelings to the river piedra, perhaps, just perhaps, i would be relieved of this unnecessary pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i was sure i could never fall in love with someone like him. i knew him too well, all his weaknesses and fears. i just couldn't admire him as the others seemed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but love is much like a dam: if you allow a tiny crack to form through which only a trickle of water can pass, that trickle will quickly bring down the whole structure, and soon no one will be able to control the force of the current.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;for when those walls come down, then love takes over, and it no longer matters what is possible or impossible; it doesn't even matter whether we can keep the loved one at our side. TO LOVE IS TO LOSE CONTROL."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- by the river piedra i sat down and wept&lt;br /&gt;[paulo coelho]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-3988752726463514422?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/3988752726463514422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=3988752726463514422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3988752726463514422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3988752726463514422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/07/river-piera.html' title='river piedra'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-7708428589082200844</id><published>2007-07-10T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T01:07:46.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>day 3</title><content type='html'>ikatlong araw na ngayon mula nang lumisan ka sa aking mundo.  kung para sa yo, ito ay isang bagay na hindi na dapat pang pagtuunan ng atensyon, o isang pagbabago na dapat nang ako ay naging handa - puwes para sa akin hindi, ikatlong araw na ito mula nang gumuho ang aking mundo.  ikatlong araw na sinusubok ang tibay ng loob ko na di magpatianod sa bugso ng damdamin.  ikatlong araw na sinasanay ang sarili na manumbalik sa dati nang kinasayanang pag-iisa.  ikatlong araw na nang pakikibaka sa isiping ang tiwala ay maaaring di na maging gaya ng dati, na ang tiwala ay tuluyan nang nasira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina, matapos ang isang araw ng pagsasaayos ng buhay ng mga tao (habang naiiisip ko na sana ganoon din ang magawa mo sa sarili mong buhay), sinamahan ako ni tria at ethel sa sidebar sa el pueblo para magmunimuni habang kaulayaw ang ilang boteng alak.  masarap isipin na ang pansamantalang pagkalango ay makakapagdulot ng kawalan ng ulirat sa sakit na nararamdaman.  pero, mahirap nito, hindi lahat ng pagkakataon ay kaya nitong pawiin ang sakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatlong araw na.&lt;br /&gt;tatlong araw na sana ay mabilis na lumipad nang di ko na namamalayan pa ang sakit na dinulot niya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-7708428589082200844?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/7708428589082200844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=7708428589082200844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7708428589082200844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/7708428589082200844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/07/day-3.html' title='day 3'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-6996743326384294002</id><published>2007-07-09T05:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T05:39:30.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>dulcinea</title><content type='html'>ill never look at dulcinea the same way again.  no, not because the food that they offer does not suit my buds.  it's just that something happened connected to it.  an act of betrayal, or evil, even.  i was devastated.  i am not gonna hide that.  i am currently wallowing in pain caused by my plain and simple stupidity and belief in the goodness of men, which was taken advantage of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find my feelings really valuable that whoever takes a whip at it deserves to be eradicated in this, if at least my, world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-6996743326384294002?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/6996743326384294002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=6996743326384294002&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6996743326384294002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6996743326384294002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/07/dulcinea.html' title='dulcinea'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-4804490600356998708</id><published>2007-07-06T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T14:01:28.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wala lang'/><title type='text'>on exhaustion and disgruntled employees</title><content type='html'>habang tinitipa ko ang entry para sa aking blog ay nanananghalian ako.  hay, oo, tama ba naman yun? =)  sayang kasi ang oras, dami ko pa kailangang tapusin.  bakit kasi nauso pa ang deadline?  bakit kasi may batas? hahahaha, kung walang batas iha, di wala ka sanang propesyon!  well, di sana mas tahimik naman ang mundo - pati mundo ko.  siguro kung di nauso ang batas at natural pa, ang pagiging abogado, mas masaya ako. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaninang umaga lang, may mga nakausap ako.  "disgruntled employees."  sabagay, sa araw-araw naman eh may mga nakakasalamuha  at nakakausap akong ganoon.  kasi, tumingin lang ako sa salamin, makikita ko na yun. hehehe.  minsan, a matter of contentment lang siguro problema ng tao.  minsan din naman, may problema na talaga.  kasi naman, may perpekto ba sa mundo?  utopic, ika nga.  malabo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun, sila "disgruntled employees" ay nais nang lumayas sa kanilang pinapasukan.  medyo lihis naman kasi yung nangyari.  basta.  unfair.  sana lang makita ng mga kinauukulan na mga huwaran naman talaga sila "disgruntled employees".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay tapos na break, trabaho na.  tax + crim + corpo = insanity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-4804490600356998708?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/4804490600356998708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=4804490600356998708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4804490600356998708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4804490600356998708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-exhaustion-and-disgruntled-employees.html' title='on exhaustion and disgruntled employees'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-10741412490164835</id><published>2007-07-05T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T03:36:00.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>matapos ang ilang buwang pamamahinga, im back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay... much as i want to update my blog often, im being held up by the many tasks that i have to accomplish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's me lately? hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got new "acquisitions"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of changes happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa office, three people left.  one of them is my "batchmate" (insofar as pagpasok sa firm).  come to think of it, it'll be my ninth month na this july 15. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at home, my desktop crashed. baaddd!!! luckily, dad bought a laptop (which i am currently "taking advantage of" hehehe). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay buhay buhay, im currently setting my eyes on this person. sometimes he disappoints me.  sometimes, he surprises me.  tama na.  bawal mausog. =)  sana lang talaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-10741412490164835?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/10741412490164835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=10741412490164835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/10741412490164835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/10741412490164835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-2524689711020605036</id><published>2007-05-12T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T05:31:55.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unhappy'/><title type='text'>nalulungkot naman ako...</title><content type='html'>...kagabi kasi (well, kanina), akala ko may gimmick ako. it turned out, nag-mall ako mag-isa.  to top it all, kumain ako mag-isa (well, okay lang yun di ba) ng pizza (yun ang di okay).  sabi nung cashier, "ma'am, ilan po kayo?", pagkatapos kong orderin yung favorite kong pizza sa yellow cab.  ngitian ko na lang siya, sabay sabi, "ako lang".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tapos, kanina lang ginawa ko yun wedsite ni ara, yung friend ko from law school.  ikakasal na kasi siya kay olan, at nag-request siya na maging coordinator/planner niya ako, bongga.  visit mo to --- &lt;a href="http://www.araandolan.weddingannouncer.com"&gt;=)&lt;/a&gt;  okay na sana, kaso yun url pala nya di na napapalitan, aysus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...eh habang ginagawa ko yun wedsite, naisipan ko mamasyal sa friendster.  tingnan ang mga tao.  siyempre inuna ko siya.  tapos nakita ko... yun friendster account niya puro gels.  meaning, one of them lang pala ako.  =(  oo, player ako di ba.  yun nga yun e.  ang plano naman wala talagang in-love-an chuchu.  kaso... okay kasi sana siya e. hayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tapos hala sige pasyal pa ako, habang naman naghahanap ako ng checklist para nga sa wedding (hirap pala talaga magpakasal), ang next ko na nakita yun friendster ni "assoc ed".  sabi ni jet, break na sila ng gf nya.  hmmm.  di naman. hanggang pati kay gf tiningnan ko na, bahala na, naka-on pa naman ako.  ayun, nainggit naman ako.  at nalungkot.  naisip ko na di ko na tutuloy pa yun kadramahan ko noon na, may-i-profess ako sa kanya ng undying love ko (yun pinost ko dati).  mukhang masaya naman sila, at mahal siya ni gf kaya magdusa na lang ako.  sensya na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...pati si isang ex-crush, mukhang seryosong seryoso na sa gf nya.  tapos, yung isang kakilala ko nakapasok dun sa firm na yun, hmmm.  yung batang yun, maganda, pati extra-curricular chenelyn, kaso hmmm basta may attitude ang bata - syet, swerte naman niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tapos, di ko alam kung eto na ba epekto ng gamot na iniinom ko.  siguro nga, akalain mo ako, di nakakaramdam ng tomjones?  as in.  kahapon, almusal ko mangga, tanghalian gatorade, alang meryenda except yung dentyne ko. ayan ang sakit ng tyan ko.  any moment gusto niyang makipagniig kay haring inidoro.  ala naman ako kinakain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hay, nga naman.  di ko alam kung side effect tong kadramahan ko o lumalabas na talaga ang pagiging madrama ko eh inborn na.  hayyy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-2524689711020605036?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/2524689711020605036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=2524689711020605036&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2524689711020605036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2524689711020605036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/05/nalulungkot-naman-ako.html' title='nalulungkot naman ako...'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-4863601034420077679</id><published>2007-05-09T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:50:44.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hodgepodge'/><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i am sooo bored lately. there are a few projects and with the number of associates in our firm, go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;an idle mind, therefore, is an open gate to a variety of ideas - mostly, nonsensical. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was thinking of my "career path" (if there is any) and was caught with what i wanted to happen in my life, career-wise. i don't know exactly. i want litigation but i feel inadequately-equipped for that. i want corp practice but the "hype" isn't there. i want to try government practice but am afraid that the "meager resources" that their offices will pose difficulties for me, not to mention the probability of being eaten by the system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that leaves me to one option - i want my own family. hehehe... a safe yet highly improbable option.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. by the way, here's a collage of the pix that i took at our new set of sofa. hehehe. my fwen maan made this collage for me out of our sheer boredom at work, and yeah, with life. ;) this is my primary pic for my friendster account. hehehe, nakakahiya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062419451874182274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/RkFTq2z9BII/AAAAAAAAAAo/YjvmnqjJ3mY/s320/collage12.jpg" border="0" /&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-4863601034420077679?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/4863601034420077679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=4863601034420077679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4863601034420077679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4863601034420077679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/05/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/RkFTq2z9BII/AAAAAAAAAAo/YjvmnqjJ3mY/s72-c/collage12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-6071693231974258395</id><published>2007-04-29T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T00:33:13.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beerdays'/><title type='text'>happy...</title><content type='html'>...birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alang kokontra, ako celebrant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-6071693231974258395?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/6071693231974258395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=6071693231974258395&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6071693231974258395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6071693231974258395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy.html' title='happy...'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-3186987231858382800</id><published>2007-04-26T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T13:05:57.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unhappy'/><title type='text'>happiness is...</title><content type='html'>i don't know if it's just the "time of the month" or it's just that i'm getting close to insolvent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM NOT HAPPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i read in my friend's shoutout at her friendster account that happiness is just a state of mind.  i do not agree.  i believe it still is something that comes from inside your heart.  you cannot feign it (unlike love or orgasm, hehe).  it is something that just springs from inside you.  and if you are not, you cannot simply force yourself to be one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-3186987231858382800?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/3186987231858382800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=3186987231858382800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3186987231858382800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3186987231858382800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/04/happiness-is.html' title='happiness is...'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-2414107448572218550</id><published>2007-04-25T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T18:44:07.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hodgepodge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bar exams'/><title type='text'>jamaican pattie</title><content type='html'>yesterday after work, tria, jen and i walked home towards megamall (which is usual). and after last monday's disappointment, finally!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were able to eat our favoritest (jen and i, actually) jamaican pattie! hay, consider that a reward for...for...hmmm...for working our a**es off for more than eight hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Ala naman akong makitang pic ng jamaican pattie ko :( ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, most of my billable hours yesterday went to rich boss' friend. i was tasked to come up with ALL the possible defenses in favor of rich boss' friend. when he got it before the partners' meeting (i asked a secretary to put it on his desk, i was afraid of interacting with him), he thanked me and congratulated me for a job well-done. "very good", he said repeatedly. dang! at the back of my mind, i could only say, "boss, i did not exculpate him! those are merely defenses subject to evidence!" hayyy... hope everything will turn out well na lang.  kasi naman di ba if you are a defense lawyer, you will never ever admit that your client is liable and you will always come up with all the possible defenses to prove that.  it was what i did (took advantage of the "malleability" of law, hehehe), yun lang.  i hope i didn't put up false hopes in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today [april 25] happens to be the oath-taking of the new lawyers.  congrats again to my pañeras: ETHEL, JEN O., CAROL, REN, CELLINE, BUDDY NIÑA, BUDDY PAM, BUDDY RICA, CHENG, CLAIRE, and to my pañeros: YURI, RYAN, MELO, RAPHY...and all my other friends, fellow BEDANS, and orgmates.  i hope the speech of chief justice puno is as "fabulous" as then chief justice panganiban's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i had too much of hungry hippo today - la bang discount? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my baby's connected!!! yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go. uwi na. tama na pagpapanggap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/9431163-2414107448572218550?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/2414107448572218550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=2414107448572218550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2414107448572218550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2414107448572218550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/04/jamaican-pattie.html' title='jamaican pattie'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-3382831172367816568</id><published>2007-04-24T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:50:45.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hodgepodge'/><title type='text'>things to write about</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;despite the previous entry, i still ought to write something about the following, no matter how late it may be. no wonder "better late than never" is my favoritest "motto(?)".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, here's what to expect:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. manaoag pilgrimage (con fontana rendezvous) of the firm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056851255221418082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/Ri2LbJ11-GI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/DqErye4f-Rc/s200/kssc+manaoag+%2707+(54).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;meet everbody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. the anniversary of the firm at richmonde hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056852745575069826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/Ri2Mx511-II/AAAAAAAAAAg/lBmCjI5nji8/s200/us+girls+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;tria, me, jen and bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. the 1st year anniversary of the release of my bar exams (a day before that though, is the "cheesier" one) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. my "new" lawyer-friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. boston legal (woohoo, i sooo love this!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. meeting someone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. and, having a new "baby"!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope the suspense will keep everyone glued, hehehe. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-3382831172367816568?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/3382831172367816568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=3382831172367816568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3382831172367816568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/3382831172367816568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/04/things-to-write-about.html' title='things to write about'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tyfYESL9_40/Ri2LbJ11-GI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/DqErye4f-Rc/s72-c/kssc+manaoag+%2707+(54).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-5920762091416392459</id><published>2007-04-24T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T12:41:17.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wala lang'/><title type='text'>sa wakas</title><content type='html'>after MANY days and a couple of months, me back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got three excuses for not being able to post an entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i was swamped with work.&lt;br /&gt;2. or, it takes eons for me to finish what i was supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;3. no relevant event to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why is it that i was able to post an entry? la naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i was still swamped with work.&lt;br /&gt;2. or put it this way, it takes a lifetime for me to do something.&lt;br /&gt;3. still, no relevant, life-altering event to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh sa wala lang eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-5920762091416392459?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/5920762091416392459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=5920762091416392459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/5920762091416392459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/5920762091416392459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/04/sa-wakas.html' title='sa wakas'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-5928241762658638163</id><published>2007-03-22T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T12:36:15.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the practice'/><title type='text'>exhausted</title><content type='html'>i have been really exhausted the past weeks, especially last week til last monday.&lt;br /&gt;can i retire?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-5928241762658638163?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/5928241762658638163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=5928241762658638163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/5928241762658638163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/5928241762658638163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/03/exhausted.html' title='exhausted'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-2966380694473225001</id><published>2007-02-27T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T17:34:53.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusions'/><title type='text'>for your advice</title><content type='html'>for seven long years, i have admired him, dreamt of him, loved him - unrequitedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when opportunity knocked, with a work at ortigas, at the same building where he's working, i grabbed it. it does not matter whether our offices are located at different towers. for as long as there remains, even a thin probabality of, a chance to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time i saw him, i shivered. he was at the east tower canteen with his officemates, i suppose. and i think he did not see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second time, my batchmate eric and i paid his officemate a visit, who happens to be eric's crushie. he saw me, but i don't think that he found out that i was working at the same building as he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third time, was two mondays back. after the practice group meeting, tria, jen and i hurried home. it was past 7pm. i saw him, like one dream, as if he was floating right before my eyes. he walked past me as he turned left. he was walking so fast that i have to drag tria and jen. finally, at the intersection, he stopped, and apparently at a loss as to where he would go. i did not say hi to him. i was afraid, so nervous, my heart kept pounding (even til i reached home). he saw me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fourth time was monday last week. 7pm again. saw him smoke at the steps. he saw me, i guess. his mere throwing me of a glance was enough to keep me sane last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then last friday, as i was heading back to the office from my friday detail at the client, i saw a red jeep which i associated with "dags" (niq pretty knows a lot about him). i saw the vehicle enter pearl drive and when i alighted from the fx, and was about to cross --- it was as if it's a scene from those movies, i saw him! he was the one driving the red jeep. luckily, i was still sane enough to get his plate number (stalker ba?) and was able to cross the street safely. i waited for him at the lobby to confirm whether it was really him. it's him indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, i was more than infatuated with this guy. he epitomizes the "one", that one with whom i was willing to take the risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the caveat though, is that he has a gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would really, really want to talk to him about all what i feel for him. just that. no expectations. but i am not so sure whether i'd make a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-2966380694473225001?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/2966380694473225001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=2966380694473225001&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2966380694473225001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2966380694473225001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/02/for-your-advice.html' title='for your advice'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-6570012300401439385</id><published>2007-02-27T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T17:40:26.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the practice'/><title type='text'>firm gimmicks</title><content type='html'>how's the firm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;this march 3, the firm will be heading off to manaoag to formalize its pilgrimage to be an annual tradition. this year will be the second. aside from giving thanks for the blessings (read: profits) given last year, we will also join ren and celline, our underbar associates from ateneo, to pray for a successful outcome of their bar exams. afterwhich, we will be billeting at the &lt;a href="http://fontanaleisureparks.com"&gt;fontana leisure parks &lt;/a&gt;for some rest and fun... i was tasked to head the organization of the event and was a bit apprehensive about accepting the task. why not? it means responsibility for everyone's enjoyment. hehehe. i was busy finalizing the reservations last week, calling up the transpo for the coaster, making projected expense reports and planning the itinerary. i just hope that everything turns okay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;last february 16, we had our monthly fellowship night. a vote was cast this time as to what the activity will be. the choices are: (1) cinema, (2) bowling, (3) concert, and (4) comedy bar. votes were taken and the first choice got an overwhelming number of votes. the third choice was a bit costly din kasi. afterwhich, we had a vote as to what movie to watch at shangrila. i forgot what the options were. but since we do not want the boys to be bored and that the only movie shown at the "premiere" is ghostrider, we went for that one then. the movie is a no-brainer. if i was the one who paid for my ticket, i would definitely have gone amuck. sure, nicolas cage is still a hottie (but that scene wherehe showed his bod, totoo ba yun?) and eva mendes' curves still enviable; kaso the story really sucks. jen and i just had ourselves amused by me throwin Qs whether johnny's arrest was lawful, or whether he can be held criminally liable or what was the crime committed. hehehe. to which jen naman would entertain, hehehe. since we had a heavy merienda at the office prior to watching, the girls went off to starbucks-shang, the boys at croc grill, and the lone partner who was able to join us that night went home. twas fun. siyempre libre e.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i was handling this case for a boss, pro bono. bp22. didnt file a counter-affidavit! dang! but then, i had to stop worrying. as long as may remedy, di ba niq? hehehe. true enough, what you stuffed your head with during law school is a meager 1/4 of what you need for practice. 3/4 comes from experience. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;lit(litigation) work starting to increase. can't be happier. oh i miss lit! it's like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;; the more it shows its non-affection towards me, the more i get close to it. pagpilitan ang sarili. and i don't care! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;free lunch starting tomorrow. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;and oh, petition for tax shield seemed to be denied. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-6570012300401439385?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/6570012300401439385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=6570012300401439385&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6570012300401439385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6570012300401439385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/02/firm-gimmicks.html' title='firm gimmicks'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-1740640361434822626</id><published>2007-02-27T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T15:06:19.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the practice'/><title type='text'>nth hiatus</title><content type='html'>i was swamped with work last week that i wasn't able to post an entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week prior to that, i was feigning to be busy doing something.  came monday, when i was called left and right to do this and that.  i complained to both tria, my roommate, and jen, a fellow associate and also a batchmate from beda, that i wasn't doing anything then, that i was bored...until monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was now wondering whether there are spycams around. hehehe. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-1740640361434822626?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/1740640361434822626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=1740640361434822626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/1740640361434822626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/1740640361434822626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/02/nth-hiatus.html' title='nth hiatus'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-4342078456250218617</id><published>2007-02-16T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T17:35:24.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007 election'/><title type='text'>the wannabe's</title><content type='html'>Here goes the senatorial aspirants for the 2007 elections:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i think the order in which the names were encoded in this &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bagongbotante.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;site&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; is according to the order when they filed their respective certificates of candidacy)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. LOZANO, Oliver O. - KBL - Lawyer - 66&lt;br /&gt;2. CHAVEZ, Melchor G. - KBL - Journalist - 55&lt;br /&gt;3. PINERA, Rummel M. - Independent - Businessman - 35&lt;br /&gt;4. RONQUILLO, Daniel M. - Imee Marcos/Boy Abunda - Automotive Electronic, Pinoy Rock Singer, Composer - 46&lt;br /&gt;5. AQUINO, Theodore M. - Independent - Civil Engineer - 58&lt;br /&gt;6. ATIENZA, Arturo - Independent - Businessman - 61&lt;br /&gt;7. ESMERALDA, Julieto Jr., O. - Independent - Pastor/Businessman - 53&lt;br /&gt;8. TIQUI, Camilo V. - Independent - Retired Military Pilot, Farmer - 71&lt;br /&gt;9. BRIGGS, Buenafe A. - Independent - Semi-Retired - 56&lt;br /&gt;10. VILLANUEVA, Vicente - Independent - Businessman - 42&lt;br /&gt;11. COMBATE, Amado C. - Independent - Discoverer/Inventor - 65&lt;br /&gt;12. FORTES, Alfredo A. - Independent - Caretaker (Backyard Piggery) - 49&lt;br /&gt;13. ANCHETA, Juanito Jr., B. - Independent - Mason, Carpenter - 39&lt;br /&gt;14. ORPILLA, Eduardo F. - KBL - Retired PNP Officer/Businessman - 59&lt;br /&gt;15. HASHIM, Mujahab A. - KBL - Self Employed - 63&lt;br /&gt;16. BULANON, Silverio - Independent - Security Services - 50&lt;br /&gt;17. ESCUDERO, Francis Joseph G. - Nationalist People's Coalition - Lawyer/Representative, 1st District, Sorsogon Province - 37&lt;br /&gt;18. GUILLERGAN, Gherry - Pro-Preamble (Pabukas) - Perpetual Versatile Scientist - 44&lt;br /&gt;19. ROCA, Cesar - Independent - Seaman, Tricycle Operator - 47&lt;br /&gt;20. ROQUE, Benjamin - Independent - Jobless - 54&lt;br /&gt;21. RAMIRO, Vincent M. - Independent -Bachelor Degree in Agriculture/Secondary Educ.-30&lt;br /&gt;22. PIMENTEL, Aquilino Dela Llana - PDP Laban - Lawyer - 43&lt;br /&gt;23. CLAUDIO, Felix D. - Independent - Self Employed - 65&lt;br /&gt;24. PONCEE-DEE, Remedios B. - Independent - Developer,Writer - 63&lt;br /&gt;25. ENCISO, Ruben C. - KBL - Journalist - 59&lt;br /&gt;26. TRILLANES, Antonio IV., F. - Independent - AFP Officer - 35&lt;br /&gt;27. SANTOS, Victor L. - Independent - Self Employed - 55&lt;br /&gt;28. HONASAN, Gregorio B. - Independent - Former Senator - 58&lt;br /&gt;29. TUAZON, Elpidio G. - Independent - Teacher III, Consultant Gamesman - 61&lt;br /&gt;30. MALUENDA, Severo Jr., L. - Independent - Agriculturist - 71&lt;br /&gt;31. ESTRELLA, Antonio L. - KBL - International Lawyer - 56&lt;br /&gt;32. ZUBIRI, Juan Miguel F. - Lakas Christian-Muslim Democrats- Legislator/Businessman -37&lt;br /&gt;33. COSETENG, Anna Dominique - Independent - Businessman - 54&lt;br /&gt;34. PASTORAL, Genaro R. - Independent - Seaman - 41&lt;br /&gt;35. LEGARDA, Loren - Nationalist People's Coalition - Journalist - 47&lt;br /&gt;36. AQUINO, Benigno Simeon III C. - Liberal Party - Congressman, 2nd District Tarlac - 47&lt;br /&gt;37. OSMENA, John Henry C. - United Opposition - Real Estate Investor - 72&lt;br /&gt;38. SENINING, Loreto Y. - Independent - NONE - 33&lt;br /&gt;39. OROZCO, Wilhelmina S. - Independent - Writer-Media Practitioner - 56&lt;br /&gt;40. BAUTISTA, Martin D. - Ang Kapatiran - Physician - 44&lt;br /&gt;41. SISON, Adrian O. - Ang Kapatiran - Lawyer, Broadcaster - 50&lt;br /&gt;42. PAREDES, Zosimo Jesus II - Ang Kapatiran - Lawyer/Government Official - 58&lt;br /&gt;43. REMOTO, Danton R. - Ladlad - Associate Professor in English, Ateneo University, Xavierville - 43&lt;br /&gt;44. PICHAY, Prospero Jr., A. - Lakas-CMD - Congressman - 56&lt;br /&gt;45. ABITONA, Orlando C. - Independent - Farmer, Public School Teacher - 69&lt;br /&gt;46. ROCO, Sonia M. - Aksyon Demokratico - Educator - 62&lt;br /&gt;47. SOTTO, Vicente Castelo III - Nationalist People's Coalition - Businessman/TV Host - 58&lt;br /&gt;48. ORETA, Teresa Tao Aquino - Nationalist People's Coalition - Legislator - 62&lt;br /&gt;49. CAYETANO, Joselito P. - KBL - Marine Engineer - 41&lt;br /&gt;50. ARROYO, Joker Paz - Kabalikat ng Malayang Pilipino - Lawyer - 80&lt;br /&gt;51. CANTAL, Felix C. - PGRP - Economist/Businessman - 57&lt;br /&gt;52. LAGATA, Merlito - Independent - Retired AFP - 63&lt;br /&gt;53. PANGILINAN, Francis N. - Liberal Party - Lawyer, Incumbent Senator - 43&lt;br /&gt;54. RECTO, Ralph Gonzalez - Lakas - Senator - 43&lt;br /&gt;55. PETILLA, Carlos Jericho L. - Lakas CMD - Provincial Governor - 43&lt;br /&gt;56. ANGARA, Edgardo Javier - LDP - Senator/Lawyer - 72&lt;br /&gt;57. DEFENSOR, Michael Tan - Lakas CMD - Businessman/Former Public Official - 37&lt;br /&gt;58. MAGSAYSAY, Vicente P. - Lakas - NONE - 67&lt;br /&gt;59. SINGSON, Luis Crisologo - Lakas CMD - Provincial Governor, Province of Ilocos Sur - 65&lt;br /&gt;60. LACSON, Panfilo Morena - United Opposition - Senator - 58&lt;br /&gt;61. GOMEZ, Richard Icasiano - Nationalist People's Coalition - Businessman - 40&lt;br /&gt;62. CAYETANO, Alan Peter S. - Nationalista Party - Lawyer/Congressman - 36&lt;br /&gt;63. VILLAR, Manuel Bamba Jr. - Nationalista Party - Senator - 57&lt;br /&gt;64. KIRAM, Jamalul D III - PDSP - Businessman - 68&lt;br /&gt;65. CABRERA, Rafael - Independent - Businessman - 62&lt;br /&gt;66. DEL MUNDO, Gerardo - Independent - Lawyer - 65&lt;br /&gt;67. BER ADO, Bonifacio B. - Independent - Auto Mechanic - 63&lt;br /&gt;68. TAYCO, Marcelo R. - Independent - Barangay Chairman, Pasay City - 57&lt;br /&gt;69. WOOD, Victor - KBL - Actor/Singer - 60&lt;br /&gt;70. JOSON, Dante - Independent - Civil/Geodetic Engineer - 47&lt;br /&gt;71. ONGKIKO, Mario E. - Ang Kapatiran - Lawyer - 75&lt;br /&gt;72. PASTOR, Macariola A. - Independent - Insurance Salesman - 84&lt;br /&gt;73. RODRIGUEZ, Romeo - Independent - Engineer - 48&lt;br /&gt;74. BOQUIA, Jocelyn R. - Independent - Insurance Underwriter, Office Secretary - 38&lt;br /&gt;75. ROBES, Jose - Independent - Businessman -72&lt;br /&gt;76. FLAMINIANO, Eduardo - People's Reform Party - Lawyer - 73&lt;br /&gt;77. TAJANAN, Francisco - Independent - Ph.D. in Economics, Consultant, Professor - 74&lt;br /&gt;78. CAPULAN, Elizabeth - Independent - Bachelor of Science in Nursing - 52&lt;br /&gt;79. MENDEZ, Agapito Jr. - Independent - License Broker - 62&lt;br /&gt;80. PO, Manuel A. - Independent - Businessman - 70&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credit goes to &lt;a href="http://www.bagongbotante.com"&gt;www.bagongbotante.com&lt;/a&gt; (an interesting and informative site especially for this year's elections) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o take your pick na!   a variety to choose from, literally and otherwise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-4342078456250218617?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/4342078456250218617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=4342078456250218617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4342078456250218617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4342078456250218617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/02/wannabes.html' title='the wannabe&apos;s'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-1569945325392424791</id><published>2007-02-15T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T15:52:07.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventus'/><title type='text'>valentine's day = a heart-less day</title><content type='html'>valentine's day is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...overrated, just like the law profession!" - jen, my officemate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i couldn't agree more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-1569945325392424791?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/1569945325392424791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=1569945325392424791&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/1569945325392424791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/1569945325392424791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day-heart-less-day.html' title='valentine&apos;s day = a heart-less day'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-6021805656749658551</id><published>2007-02-14T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T16:13:50.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007 election'/><title type='text'>alternative means of campaigning</title><content type='html'>two weeks ago, i was faced with a what-if query which i could not answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"can a candidate for election use friendster and text messages (a.k.a. sms) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as means of campaigining for the 2007 elections?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;neither roomie tria nor i was able to answer this query.  no comelec resolution can be found which addresses this issue (or did i miss it &lt;em&gt;lang&lt;/em&gt;?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, as i was devouring my lunch while surfing the net (&lt;em&gt;hehe, net-ganid&lt;/em&gt;), i saw this &lt;a href="http://www.pinoytechblog.com/archives/friendster-an-unlikely-internet-election-campaign-arena"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; which confirmed my what-if query.  it happened &lt;em&gt;talaga&lt;/em&gt;.  a few candidates have friendster accounts and uses this as a means of campaigining.  &lt;em&gt;sobrang&lt;/em&gt; innovative ah.  and why would they not avail of it?  one, it is for free, no costs at all.  second, it is very convenient since the presence of the candidate himself is not required.  he can even have one of his asssitants monitor it.  and third, the variety and number of people friendster can reach is, i must say, limitless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;with that, i jumped off my friendster account and hit the search key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;number one, chiz escudero, voila!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" href="http://www.friendster.com/chizescudero"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/chizescudero&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;number two, kiko pangilinan... and, tadaaa!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" href="http://www.friendster.com/senkiko"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/senkiko&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;in fairness, mabilis na-approve ni chiz yung invitation ko! =p  (yeah, i sent them an invite!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i will let you know if there will be other candidates who'll use this alternative scheme to get people's, rather, "co-friendsters' votes".&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/9431163-6021805656749658551?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/6021805656749658551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=6021805656749658551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6021805656749658551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6021805656749658551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/02/alternative-means-of-campaigning.html' title='alternative means of campaigning'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-2038387968138274980</id><published>2007-02-13T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T19:02:14.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the practice'/><title type='text'>happy!!!</title><content type='html'>hahaha!!! i am deliriously happy caused by "events" in my life for the past two days and both happening at around 7:00 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go figure! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-2038387968138274980?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/2038387968138274980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=2038387968138274980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2038387968138274980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2038387968138274980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy.html' title='happy!!!'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-1940106649210725237</id><published>2007-02-12T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T10:00:20.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the practice'/><title type='text'>back to "school"</title><content type='html'>for two saturdays now, i am back to being a "student".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as mandated by the supreme court, all lawyers have to comply with 12, 24 or 36 units as part of the mandatory continuing legal education.  not one is spared from it; lest, he or she will be subjected to sanctions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i have 6 units left for my 12-unit requirement.  i had 4 units borne out of &lt;em&gt;kabibahan &lt;/em&gt;which jen, tria and i thought of availing since they might be beneficial to us and our practice.  the first two units was respecting legal writing by court of appeals presiding justice ruben reyes.  the other two units was about oral advocacy by court of appeals justice magdangal de leon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say i was impressed with justice de leon's talk.  not only was he able to open my eyes to what lies ahead of me insofar as litigation practice is concerned, he also subjected my fellow associates and i to embarassment.  we just happened to be seated on the first row since we came in after the first lecture since we do not need it anyway.  we were asked from our age (which he guessed to be 26 ah, hehe) to whether we are&lt;em&gt; bagong-&lt;/em&gt;pasa or not and whether we are married already.  haaayyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the talk (and even while he was on it), i was thinking whether i am indeed fit as a barrister or as a solicitor... after an analysis of the "traits" required, and in the absence or lack of mental acuity on my part, i feel as if i'm not cut to become a litigation lawyer after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad, but it's a reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-1940106649210725237?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/1940106649210725237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=1940106649210725237&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/1940106649210725237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/1940106649210725237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/02/back-to-school.html' title='back to &quot;school&quot;'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-4210007693253883151</id><published>2007-02-09T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T01:05:20.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>pissed</title><content type='html'>oh, yeah, i got pissed this day din pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one, i do not even have an iota of right to feel irked, annoyed, pissed whatsoever.  but i felt it e.  a friend told me something about a former flame told her, which surprised me.  and what surprised me even more is that, i felt annoyed and pissed.  sometimes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talaga&lt;/span&gt; i feel that he shouldn't have pursued me then.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tuloy di nya na-&lt;/span&gt;pursue that person.  sometimes i feel that he was just coerced, influenced and forced into pursuing me.  to make it simpler, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;napilitan ata.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haay&lt;/span&gt;.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's this other person whom he feels i am at his beck and call. yeah, i truly appreciate your being candid BUT there is always a proper venue for that.  i am a career-oriented person BUT i can commit given that a person possesses the characteristics that would make me lay my hands off work to spend time with someone.  sadly, i can sense that you are not that one.  why demand in the first place?  why aren't you patient as you are supposed to be?  two things i've proven.  one, if you and another person do not share a common ground, that'll be a difficult situation to be at.  and second, most men suck.   they are superficial beings with no regard for substance and chivalry, even in phone conversations hardly exist nowadays (let's be more specific.  alex told me before that a guy must be the last to put the phone down, even if it was he who was called.).  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hay&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am off to my duty at our client tomorrow morning.  a mediation conference in the afternoon (with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lolo&lt;/span&gt; mediator).  hay, no more pop quiz &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sana&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow at the client's office (which by the way, is a hospital).  and may tomorrow be not so stressful &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi&lt;/span&gt; it's another mcle-day this saturday from 10 til 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hay, sana nag-artista na lang ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-4210007693253883151?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/4210007693253883151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=4210007693253883151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4210007693253883151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4210007693253883151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/02/pissed.html' title='pissed'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-4566283117667880890</id><published>2007-02-09T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T15:08:31.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peyups'/><title type='text'>UPS dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;"&gt;oh, yeah, lest i forget, let me tell you about how the dinner with my UP friends-slash-orgmates went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, me, twinks, blue, anna and her bf richard met at greenbelt and devoured the lovely meals served us at the kitchen. the food was served in a gigantic plate and &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;mala-pala&lt;/span&gt; spoons, as in; and the meals were named creatively, mine was "undercover". (there was "i say tomato, you say tomato" for a red-sauced pasta; "barbie's cue" for the meal with three sticks of meat in it.) my "undercover" was chicken wrapped in mala-&lt;i&gt;palaspas&lt;/i&gt; something, with chili sauce and pandan rice. their version of iced tea rocks, imagine it tasted like sago and gulaman, minus the sago and gulaman. hehe. tap water from the resto looked fancy as well. it was served in champagne bottles with mint leaves in it. we laughed to our hearts's content, more specially about anna and her mom's dog, a meek doberman,beat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we finished our meals, and after hitting off with the restroom (which, by the way, didn't suit my taste, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;masikip e&lt;/span&gt;), we fed our curiousity as to the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;parang salt&lt;/span&gt; served in a mini-platter on our table. we thought it could be (a) salt &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;talaga&lt;/span&gt;; (b) shabu, hehe; or, (c) &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;tawas. &lt;/span&gt;the waiter said that salt daw yun, placed there as condiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise to go back there. nice place, yummy meals, creative ideas. try it at greenbelt or at galleria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had coffee. i changed my name to "angel" hahaha!!! ask my friends why. it took the best actress in me not to laugh as the barista called me. hehehe. then a good talk ensued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend was having problems with the status of her child. the family code is indeed one code of loopholes. you see, this friend conceived and gave birth to her child before reaching the legal age. she got married to the father of the child later on (they wanted to spend their own money for their wedding, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;galing no!&lt;/span&gt;). yet you know what, she has to file a petition in court to rectify the status of her child. a petition to adopt!!! w-e-i-r-d!!! this is due to the requirement in the family code &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;daw&lt;/span&gt; that for a child to be legitimated by subsequent marriage of his/her parent,&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; dapat&lt;/span&gt; no impediment, including the age impediment. haay.. imagine you have to adopt your own child!!! absurd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the talk shifted to petitions for change of name. hay sobra we are so bad with how we howled monstrous laughters at other people's names. for the protection of the surnames concerned, leave me a message, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;kwento ko na lang&lt;/span&gt; personally, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss going to UP &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;tuloy&lt;/span&gt;. minus the tuition fee hike ah. &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-4566283117667880890?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/4566283117667880890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=4566283117667880890&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4566283117667880890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4566283117667880890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/02/ups-dinner.html' title='UPS dinner'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-4675939280294294136</id><published>2007-02-09T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T00:44:35.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends&apos; stories'/><title type='text'>unlawyerly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;a friend confided about some breach of promise yesterday afternoon.  &lt;i&gt;napaka&lt;/i&gt;-unethical what has been done to her, swear.  yet, we advised her to see through the event as a message from God that probably her decision will not work so He made the move Himself.  painful but, it's better than taking the leap and jumping off the deadly cliff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: italic;"&gt;friend, we are just here for you.  let us just think about this in a constructive manner.&lt;br /&gt; God is wise, He will not lead you through this if He knows that it will not be for your good.&lt;br /&gt;you don't deserve them.&lt;br /&gt;they are unworthy to partake of the brilliance that you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are here for you.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tara&lt;/span&gt;, ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-4675939280294294136?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/4675939280294294136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=4675939280294294136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4675939280294294136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/4675939280294294136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/02/unlawyerly.html' title='unlawyerly'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-8944483565076696526</id><published>2007-02-09T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T00:14:04.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the practice'/><title type='text'>an eventful day (and more)</title><content type='html'>it was a busy day for me. i wasn't even able to post an entry at the office so, after saying bye to ethel, i rushed to posting this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon arriving at the office, i scampered and immediately wiggled through revising my legal opinion for our client.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakakainis talaga&lt;/span&gt;.  it was sooo difficult &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na nga&lt;/span&gt; inserting favorable stipulations in favor of our client who's not a party to the contract, it was made even more difficult by the decision i was previously ranting about. waaahhh!!! with all due respect to the Supreme Court, but it is my humble opinion that basing the decision on both the existence of a principal-agenct and employer-employee relationship is irreconcilable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fifteen minutes before 11am, all of us associates, and the staff even, were agitated as to what the 11am meeting was about.  why it can't wait till monday when our practice group meetings are scheduled, what's the rush anyway.  the drama of it all was for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, not disgusted.  was appeased.  one of the bosses started with thanking the people comprising the firm for the remarkable performance which brought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moolah&lt;/span&gt; to the firm's account.  pretty nerve-whacking ah.  we were thinking whether there is a need for us to look for employment somewhere, hehe.  then, he announced that there will be non-monetary incentives for all of us.  dig this:&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;free lunch from monday til thursday.&lt;/span&gt;  as soon as a caterer is chosen, lunch shall be on the firm.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;medical insurance/healthcard.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basta&lt;/span&gt; it's something to that effect.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;availment of leaves&lt;/span&gt;.  this i pretty much like. hehe.  o sige na nga next to number one. :)&lt;br /&gt;then there will be performance &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moolahs&lt;/span&gt; to be given next week.  no matter what the amount may be, still, i am thankful.  as most old people would say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di napupulot yun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free lunch courtesy of goldilocks was then served.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sarap pala ng kaldereta nila.  &lt;/span&gt;and oh, by the way, when boss asked whether there are questions, being the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;biba&lt;/span&gt; that i am, i raised my right hand and asked, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"sir, ilan rice po sa lunch namin?"&lt;/span&gt;    sensible &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naman di ba&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehehe.  &lt;/span&gt;boss said, i'll be given a rice cooker for that. hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para ako palang bibitayin ano?  &lt;/span&gt;i sumptuously ate lunch, with matching choco cake as dessert courtesy of a fellow associate, celline.  afterwhich, it was as if there's no tomorrow.  the work went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at thirty minutes past 2pm, tita thelma, alex' mom sent an SMS that it was a favorable decision for alex' case.  talk about justice finally served.  i am just as happy as they are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-8944483565076696526?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/8944483565076696526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=8944483565076696526&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/8944483565076696526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/8944483565076696526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/02/eventful-day-and-more.html' title='an eventful day (and more)'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-6440045717673014861</id><published>2007-02-07T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T17:57:20.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the practice'/><title type='text'>sick, swamped and disgusted</title><content type='html'>just this morning, i was sneezing to no end, to the extent that the man seated next to me in the bus was looking at me with &lt;em&gt;pandidiri. &lt;/em&gt;hehe.  probably, the virus hit me as i was sleep-deprived yesterday and someone is sick at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as opposed to monday's work sched, my hands are full with "to do's" today, which is usual here.  i am swamped with things to accomplish, but, fortunately, as i was writing this, i have finished doing some.  much to my dismay though, a contract review was resurrected.  not that boss wanted it undone but because of a seven-day old decision by the Supreme Court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dismay was not brought by the fact that i have to overhaul the entire thing.  no biggie for me as it is a part of my job.  what ticked me is that, surprisingly, the decision rendered did not mention the very recent case from which i based my legal opinion.  i was at a loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem is, the case relied upon was superseded by a resolution on the motion for reconsideration.  the decision was as far back as 1999 and the resolution was last 2002.  what the Supreme Court held are two poles apart.  now, what am i left to do?  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i will be meeting with my UP friends-slash-orgmates at greenbelt for dinner.  twinx will be leaving for singapore so despite my not-so-ok condition, i have to be at the kitchen by 730pm; &lt;em&gt;saka&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;ayoko din naman na matagalan pa bago kami magkita ulit&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of our bosses said that the managing partner has some pre-valentine announcement to make tomorrow at 11am (&lt;em&gt;oo, may oras pa talaga!&lt;/em&gt;).  i'm keeping my fingers crossed, hoping that the title above won't be the same for tomorrow's entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-6440045717673014861?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/6440045717673014861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=6440045717673014861&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6440045717673014861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/6440045717673014861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/02/sick-swamped-and-disgusted.html' title='sick, swamped and disgusted'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-2005001584667645446</id><published>2007-02-06T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T16:24:55.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hodgepodge'/><title type='text'>i'm back</title><content type='html'>it has been...what? almost four months after i have posted an entry. the same period of time when i left makati for ortigas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suffice it to say, a lot has changed. it was a total "u-turn" which i took, from delving into mostly litigation works to dipping my fingers into corporate practice. there were times i find enjoyment from it, especially when i doze off at night without worrying about pleadings to be filed, or deadlines to be met. however, whenever i attend a hearing of the few cases i was assigned to, i miss litigation. if you ask though, whether i am happy, i can say that i am - change that to, i chose to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a list of what i owe everyone (what transpired during my four-month hiatus):&lt;br /&gt;1. First Shot as a Coordinator at Portia and Stephen's December wedding&lt;br /&gt;2. Had fun with the Firm Christmas Party at Los Banos (anlayo di ba :p)&lt;br /&gt;3. Co-arranged a Highschool Reunion with my batchmates and made it possible 30 December 2006&lt;br /&gt;4. Shower Party con Christmas Party with my girl Fwens early January&lt;br /&gt;5. Milen's Wedding to Jes last 20 January 2007&lt;br /&gt;will post some pics soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have forgotten about the other stuffies. i promise to post an entry everyday or it's a five-peso per day fine to my friends who keep track of this bloggy. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-2005001584667645446?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/2005001584667645446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=2005001584667645446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2005001584667645446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/2005001584667645446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-has-been.html' title='i&apos;m back'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-116315295893063460</id><published>2006-11-10T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T15:16:24.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fwens'/><title type='text'>teaser =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;got LOTS of kwento na. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it's just that i do not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;have enough time to post entries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so as a teaser, lemme post these pics from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fwen jen's wedding last october 28 at tagaytay midlands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and oh, by the way, best wishes na din to jen and marvin!!! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/28oct-kami4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/320/28oct-kami4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~roxie, milen, moi and maan~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the ceremonies, kuya lito (jen's bro) offered to take our pic. nakakaawa eh walang photographer! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the backdrop is the picturesque view of midlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/28oct-kami4-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/320/28oct-kami4-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/28oct-kami4-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~ kami ulit ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;eto naman, we asked the waiter to take our pic. that is, after having devoured the napakaraming food served at the buffet table, which also, tasted really good, especially the choco fondue!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/28oct-jen&amp;marv.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/320/28oct-jen%26marv.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;wlyweds, jen &amp;amp; marv!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;p.s. more pics and kwento, pramis!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-116315295893063460?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/116315295893063460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=116315295893063460&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116315295893063460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116315295893063460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2006/11/teaser.html' title='teaser =)'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-116174515258661076</id><published>2006-10-25T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T10:59:12.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the practice'/><title type='text'>burp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/indigestion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/400/indigestion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am currently suffering from CONTRACT INDIGESTION. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-116174515258661076?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/116174515258661076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=116174515258661076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116174515258661076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116174515258661076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2006/10/burp.html' title='burp!'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-116159735357824505</id><published>2006-10-23T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T17:55:53.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>kay pav</title><content type='html'>happy birthday ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita mo na di na ako nakontento sa mapangahas kong pagsulat ng maikling pagbati para sa iyo sa friendster.  sa totoo naman kabisado ko talaga araw ng birthday mo.  kahit ibitin mo pa ako ng patiwarik, kahit pa nga pasagasa mo ako sa mrt, at kahit pa lango na ako, alam ko pa rin iyon.  kaso, kinulang ako ng lakas ng loob, kunwari sa friendster ko nalaman pero ang totoo, nakatatak na yun sa isipan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko na din naman na matagal-tagal na din na napairal ko ang kaduwagan ko.  naduduwag ako na mapalapit sa yo kasi alam ko naman na wala nang patutunguhan to.  naduduwag ako na makita pa kung gaano ka kabuting tao, gaano kagaling at karesponsable kasi natatakot ako na baka pag nahulog na ako di na ako makaahon pa.  para ko na ring nilublob ang sarili ko sa kumunoy kung nagkataon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya mabuti na ngang lumayo sa iyo, at manaka na lumapit paminsan.  tama na iyon.  baka mawili ako na malapit sa yo di ko na kayanin pa lumayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung alam mo lang kung gaano kalaki ang panghihinayang ko sa nagawa ko noon, at hindi ko nagawa.  nandun na naisip ko na, what if nga... pero, hindi eh, malabo.  kung gusto mo talaga ako, kahit ano pa nangyari, malamang gumawa ka ng paraan.  kaso nga, ayaw mo sa akin eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ipokrita ako kung sasabihin ko na masaya ako at masaya ka sa kanya.  masaya to a certain extent lang, kasi kahit papaano hinahangad ko pa rin na maging masaya ka at mahalin ng taong mahal mo - na sa malas lang eh hindi ako. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ka naman siguro manhid kaya malamang alam mo na na ikaw nga ang pinatutungkulan ko nito.  sana talaga, sana lang, mabigyan ako ng pagkakataon.  pero kung sa pagsaya ko naman, kapalit nun lungkot mo, wag na lang.  ipagpapatuloy ko na lang pagtitiis ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salamat nga pala kay kaye, ang kaibigan kong nagpamalas sa akin na ang silbi ng blog ay ang pagpapalaya ng iyong kaluluwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at sa iyo, sana masaya ka sa araw mo.  at sana, sana, maging parte rin ako ng kaligayahan mo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-116159735357824505?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/116159735357824505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=116159735357824505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116159735357824505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116159735357824505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2006/10/kay-pav.html' title='kay pav'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-116159425424307687</id><published>2006-10-23T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T16:02:06.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the practice'/><title type='text'>week one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/sleepy-murphy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/320/sleepy-murphy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;all what i wanted to do right now. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my first week was kinda tough. i've been assigned to around 15 tasks to be accomplished asap. i barely got the sleep i was used to. so when friday night came, i was to excited to catch lost zzzzzs. unfortunately though, i had to wake up at 9am for my dental check-up. =( wasn't able to catch a doze in the afternoon too, since we had to attend a birthday party (children's ah) at fun farm at the sta.elena lot in cabuyao. will post pics later, hopefully. =) finally, had my "pitless" sleep saturday night and till 10am of sunday. but the ecstatic feeling was cut short by two contracts for review and two case briefs due monday. &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;i ended up with an hour's sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;consider that as a statement of fact and not a complain whatsoever. =p&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/9431163-116159425424307687?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-116105638490134338</id><published>2006-10-17T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T09:55:38.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the practice'/><title type='text'>day one</title><content type='html'>16 october 2006. new job. new home.  hello, ortigas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived at the office around 8:45 am.  had my tour at the office with forever roomie tria.  was introduced to people in the office: otchie, mike, willie, kat, joy, irene, dan, froi, dennis and SAS...  got my work assignments a few hours after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished one before heading to the bowling center at starmall. yeah, my first day coincided with the 2nd bowling tournament of the office.  met bom as well, a former associate of the firm.  she joined the blue team.  there were 5 teams in all - yellow, white, red, blue and gren.  luckily, my teammates from the yellow team ---fav, kat and willie, are really good at knocking the bowling pins down, puro sila spare, ako puro canal. hehe. buti na lang may isa akong spare! hehe... we won!!!  each of us were given spa GCs as our prize! hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fun the first day.  im crossing my fingers that i be able to "deliver" the following days, wag canal ah. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-116105638490134338?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/116105638490134338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=116105638490134338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-116077643696123687?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/116077643696123687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=116077643696123687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116077643696123687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116077643696123687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-116077579169670984</id><published>2006-10-14T05:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T15:30:53.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beerdays'/><title type='text'>happy birthday roxanne acuña feliciano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/roxie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/320/roxie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOKTI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thanks so much be for all the wonderful pieces of advice that you have given me through all these years. may he finally find you and shower you with so much affection yung tipong abot hanggang sukdulan, hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;love ya be!!! till the last drop of my blood! eewww...&lt;br /&gt;mwamwa!&lt;br /&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/9431163-116077579169670984?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/116077579169670984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=116077579169670984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116077579169670984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116077579169670984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-roxanne-acua-feliciano.html' title='happy birthday roxanne acuña feliciano'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-116077192576031988</id><published>2006-10-14T04:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T15:33:54.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventus'/><title type='text'>old pix =)</title><content type='html'>for the benefit of those na inindyan ako. hehe...la lang =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;MAY 13, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;(five months ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/tnx-falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/200/tnx-falls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asan ako dito? hehe... ang binagyo kong thanksgiving dinner =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/tnx-fwens.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/200/tnx-fwens.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;roxanne, jen, milen, maan,&lt;br /&gt;arvin, and marvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/tnx-ups.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/200/tnx-ups.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my UP Sandigan friends... blue, twinx, maui, alisher &amp; ivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/tnx-moi%26jes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/200/tnx-moi%26jes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;meet my college bespy&lt;br /&gt;atty. jessica vitug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/tnx-moi%26bedans.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/200/tnx-moi%26bedans.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beda friends... don, moi, ann, atty. eric, ethel &amp; atty. azela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/tnx-moi%26bedans2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/200/tnx-moi%26bedans2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;pa-candid shot pa kuno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/tnx-moi%261J.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/200/tnx-moi%261J.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-J blockmates...eric, bumbo, joyce, moi &amp; my bf, hehe, joke, si manong po kasama ni bumbo =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/tnx-moi%26fwens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/200/tnx-moi%26fwens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/tnx-moi%26fwens2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/200/tnx-moi%26fwens2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;sila ulit =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/tnx-moi%26porkies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/200/tnx-moi%26porkies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ay masayang-masaya sila =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;the porkies, hehe...&lt;br /&gt;tita miles, moi, yen &amp; ate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/tnx-moi%26lasanfam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/200/tnx-moi%26lasanfam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;with the lasan family...&lt;br /&gt;tito, tita &amp; baby cha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/tnx-moi%26byefrens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/200/tnx-moi%26byefrens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;uwian na! tnx guys for comin'... and bravin' the storm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/tnx-moi%26byefrens2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/200/tnx-moi%26byefrens2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sa uulitin...sa wedding ko! hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/1600/tnx-moi%26fwensbye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2979/686/200/tnx-moi%26fwensbye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thanks so much =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-116077192576031988?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/116077192576031988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=116077192576031988&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116077192576031988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116077192576031988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2006/10/old-pix.html' title='old pix =)'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-116076954842438448</id><published>2006-10-14T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T15:36:14.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highschool high'/><title type='text'>highschool stuffies</title><content type='html'>picked this from friendster =) seems qt naman =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;nicknames in HS: &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;tinay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;clubs/organizations: &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;children of mary, swan (school paper), yun lang =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;ano-ano ang usual topics of discussion w/ ur friends? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;baka sino-sino, hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;favorite tambayan/s? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;dunkin, mr.donut, roxanne's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;favorite merienda/lunch? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;merienda, ham &amp;amp; cheese sandwich... lunch, ala po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;hobbies sa classroom? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;mag-ingay at magsita ng nag-iingay =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;ano ang kadalasang ginagawa mo after dismissal? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;exchange chika, a.k.a. tambay, "simoy", kumain =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;nag-dissect ba kayo? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;luckily, nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;sumasali ka ba sa quiz bees? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;hehehe, tell me about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;eh sa sports activities? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;lampa po ako =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;favorite subject/s? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;physics, filipino, pe!!! (not that i enjoy the subject itself, masaya kasi, hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;favorite teacher/? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;mrs.ricamonte =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;hated teacher/s? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;entire faculty with the exception of my favorite teacher! hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;ano rank mo sa CAT at the end of the year? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ay CSGT po ata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;sino corps commander nyo? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;alex lasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;favorite field trip? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;4th year =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;kamusta naman ang prom? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;is it in reference to the dance, the song or the food? anyway, all three naman are funny, note ha funny not fun-filled, hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;san kayo nag prom? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;may ka date ka ba nung prom? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;4th year, yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;masaya ka naman sa college school mo? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;highschool is a lotta diffrent, but i was happy with how my peyups days went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;most memorable HS moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;1.) graduating without honors and my mom and dad not attending it&lt;br /&gt;2.) irking the hell out of my teachers (they're so pissed with my lovelife e,hehe)&lt;br /&gt;3.) fallin in love&lt;br /&gt;4.) fallin deeply in love&lt;br /&gt;5.) gettin really hurt =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;given the chance to relive your HS days..ano babaguhin mo? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;be less uptight and be feisty, esp with what i was fightin for, i.e. my beliefs, principles, school governance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;what items from the present will u bring w/u? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;si shaggy dog saka yun sra, hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;did you enjoy high school? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;sure was fun! that i enjoyed it would be an understatement!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM TAGGING...&lt;br /&gt;maan, niq, demz and gen =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-116076954842438448?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/116076954842438448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullabies'/><title type='text'>my current fave...</title><content type='html'>inspired by my chat with ethel the other night... here's my song for... =) go guess!&lt;br /&gt;listen to &lt;a href="http://www.tristancafe.com/music/flash/para_sa_akin.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARA SA AKIN&lt;br /&gt;by: Sitti&lt;br /&gt;from the album: Cafe Bossa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung ika’y magiging akin&lt;br /&gt;Di ka na muling luluha pa&lt;br /&gt;Pangakong di ka lolokohin&lt;br /&gt;Ng puso kong nagmamahal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung ako ay papalarin&lt;br /&gt;Na ako’y iyong mahal na rin&lt;br /&gt;Pangakong ikaw lang ang iibigin&lt;br /&gt;Magpakailanman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Di kita pipilitin&lt;br /&gt;Sundin mo pang iyong damdamin&lt;br /&gt;Hayaan nalang tumibok ang puso mo&lt;br /&gt;Para sa akin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung ako ay mamalasin&lt;br /&gt;At mayron ka nang ibang mahal&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit patuloy ang aking pagibig&lt;br /&gt;Magpakailanman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[repeat chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung ako ay papalarin&lt;br /&gt;Na ako’y iyong mahal na rin&lt;br /&gt;Pangakong ikaw lang ang iibigin&lt;br /&gt;Magpakailanman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[repeat chorus 2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para sa akin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-116076761031337014?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/116076761031337014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=116076761031337014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116076761031337014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116076761031337014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-current-fave.html' title='my current fave...'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-116076687959092076</id><published>2006-10-14T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:14:39.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullabies'/><title type='text'>tagged by niq</title><content type='html'>long overdue na to, but, nonetheless, here goes nonetheless:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List 7 songs you like, list them up and then tag other 7 people you know.&lt;br /&gt;Keep the game going!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;C a n't   T a k e   M y   E y e s   O f f   Y  o u&lt;/span&gt; - inspired by 2 movies i love =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;S w a y&lt;/span&gt; (bic runga) - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"i feel so uninspired, my head is battling with my heart, my logic has been torn apart..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I n s e n s i t i v e&lt;/span&gt; (jann arden) - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"i fell too fast, i feel too much..." &lt;/span&gt; - saka - "oh, you prob'bly won't remember me, it's prob'bly ancient history, i'm one of the chosen few who went ahead and fell for you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I   D i d n't   k n o w   I   w a s   L o o k i n g   F o r   L o v e&lt;/span&gt; (indigo girls) - "i thought that love was just a fabrication, a train that wouldn't stop at my station..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;T r u e&lt;/span&gt; (ryan cabrera) - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"i've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;to the only thing that's true..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A t   S e v e n t e e n&lt;/span&gt;  - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;for those of us who knew the pain of valentines that never came..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y o u   D o n't   K n o w   M e&lt;/span&gt; - "you don't know the one who dreams of you at night and longs to kiss your lips and longs to hold you tight, all i am is just a friend, that's all i've ever been, 'cause you don't know me..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am tagging...&lt;br /&gt;1. maan&lt;br /&gt;2. tokti (may multiply ka di ba?)&lt;br /&gt;3. yen&lt;br /&gt;4. pambie&lt;br /&gt;5. raissa&lt;br /&gt;6. cheng&lt;br /&gt;7. yette...  [may gift mag-comply, hehe]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-116076687959092076?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/116076687959092076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=116076687959092076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116076687959092076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116076687959092076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2006/10/tagged-by-niq.html' title='tagged by niq'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-116076464825423266</id><published>2006-10-14T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T14:31:26.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random updates</title><content type='html'>1. LEFT.  got a new job. will start to pester tria and monique this 16th. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. HOPING.  as i have always prayed for, may i meet the expectations of the people around me.  may they have patience to bear with my mediocre appreciation of the law.  and may i keep up with their excellence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. KEEPING MY FINGER CROSSED. may our paths meet, and i hope that i won't stammer and that i'd be able to have a chitty-chat with him. (kung pwede nga lang ma-stock kaming dalawa sa lift, why not? =p) para sa birthday niya... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. DISAPPOINTED.  change that to DISGUSTED.  was full of disgust with how things went with my former job.  niq, the "doctrine of strained relations" suited my 12-day remaining stay. hell week, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. OUTSMARTED.  let me keep the details to myself. sabi nga nila, it's a disgrace to badmouth your former employer. thus, let us just put it this way - what i did was the perfect manifestation of the saying, "do not get even, get ahead." [insert evil laugh here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. FURIOUS. pretty face invited me to be a part of her friendster network. same with maan, milen and jen. being the amiable, charming girls that we are (do i see arched  brows? hehe), we approved her invitation.  if i am not mistaken, a day later, pretty face sends a message through my friendster account telling me that i am getting fat (ah, make that FAT, she encoded all three letters in caps) and asking the obvious - that i am still without a boyfriend. tried to be calm about it.  won't stoop down to her level. yoko pansinin na, she might think she is too relevant a creature to be worthy of my attention.  however...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. RAGING MAD. a day after, maan called me telling me that pretty face wrote a comment at our group pic at milen's friendster account.  only milen was spared from pretty face's panlalait. definitely, she doesn't have any idea who she is messing with.  i was sooo mad. tapos it's discernible naman that it may not even be pretty face talaga.  with that, i posted an entry at my &lt;a href="http://tiniest.blogs.friendster.com/dementia_praecox/2006/10/to_my_recent_fr.html#comments"&gt;friendster blog&lt;/a&gt;.  don't she dare mess with me again. or else...extra-legal means na to. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. EXCITED. in about two weeks, my fwens and i will be witnessing the wedding of jen.  the fwens' first! =)  out-of-town pa so the excitement is doubled.  prob is, we are still "attire-less."  =p  gotta hurry na talaga and pick the perfect dress.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. UNDECIDED.  heard that slimmer's has an ongoing promo.  sorta "buy 1, take 1."  maan is urging me to avail of that promo.  still undecided - kayanin ko kaya with my daily "journey"? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. DAZED.  i used to ignore his presence back then.  let's just say that i was too  involved with ex.  he's just so kind, so warm a friend, so manly. guess "familiarity breeds contempt" talaga.  contemptuous kasi if i let myself take the plunge! hehe... let me just enjoy the moments stealing glances at him, or be mesmerized by his voice, or get flushed whenever our eyes meet... so juvenile no?! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-116076464825423266?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/116076464825423266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=116076464825423266&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116076464825423266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/116076464825423266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-updates.html' title='random updates'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-115937857940071215</id><published>2006-09-28T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T01:36:19.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the practice'/><title type='text'>to leave or not to leave...</title><content type='html'>in a few hours from now, i have to dish out one of the toughest decisions i'll ever make in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i wanted.  but that was before, long before i had experienced sweet life, meaning, being compensated without working your ass off - not in that way that i expected.  this was what i wanted, long before i have given up on the idea that there could be "us".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried weighing the advantages and disadvantages, as most of my friends advised me to do. each has its own setback. yeah, perfection exists only in our imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the place where i can usually collect my thoughts and listen to what He wanted.  it's so tiring to think about what you wanted when you know that there is always the possibility of falling flat on the ground.  in the serenity of one of my favoritest chapel, the sto nino de paz chapel at greenbelt, i found myself walkin towards the confessional room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after going through a monologue of the manifestation of my weaknesses, i asked the priest if i could ask for his advice. then it went on, as simple as, "father, what will i do? there is this job offer that i have to immediately decide upon, whether to accept it or not.  i am confused and would want to know what God wants for me."  his answer hit me bullseye - "your happiness is all what God wants for you.  He just wanted you to be happy." swak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where will i be happy at?  i really do not know.  i have my career plan set but i do not really know where my happiness lies.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the point of being makulit, i asked the priest if asking signs from God is effective or just a plain hoax.  he said that i could ask God, but, "sometimes, the signs are all there but we choose to ignore them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prayed really hard, hoping that the homily would show me the "sign" but to no avail. same with the communion hymn.  and i asked God if it rains tomorrow, such that  there is a necessity for my umbrella to get drenched, on my way to the office dapat ha, it's a sign that i have to leave my present job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and mom told me that signal number 2 is up, "may bagyo daw".  does that answer my question then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not know.  60% wants me to stay. 40% wants me to leave.  will it rain tomorrow morning?  will it affect my inclination towards accepting the offer? haay. my quest for happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am reminded of what the old man told santiago in paulo coelho's the alchemist,  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"To realize one's destiny is a person's only obligation...  And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-115937857940071215?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/115937857940071215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=115937857940071215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/115937857940071215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/115937857940071215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-leave-or-not-to-leave_115937857940071215.html' title='to leave or not to leave...'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-115713532146163055</id><published>2006-09-02T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T15:34:32.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bar exams'/><title type='text'>all my prayers...</title><content type='html'>happy anniversary!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow (2am na pala), september 3 marks the first day of the 2006 bar examinations. lots of friends will march down the aisle of taft clutching years of burning the proverbial midnight lamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one year na pala yun. last year, i just wanted to die, disappear or ask the earth swallow me. friday i was still inching my way to finish poli. snail's pace pa naman ako. i was at the dorm with jen and tria. barely slept for days pero there was a thin air of excitement amidst the sleepy, bonked out feeling. saturday naman, just our luck, nawalan ng water sa dorm. just imagine. i hate it pa naman pag di okay ligo ko pag may exams kaya the moment we stepped in our room at hyatt, "full" ligo agad. i now feel glad looking back and reminiscin ~ the kfc lunch which was barely digested, the tear-jerking mass officiated by fr. rector, the send-off, pav's good luck pat, the flowers given, the scary exodus to hyatt. hay, parang feeling mo binabala ka sa gyera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, let me offer my sincere prayers to my friends na pambabala na din sa kanyon ~ jen, ethel, carol, rica, pam, nina, pochie, cheng, yuri, kaloy, wendy, george, raphy, brandon, my orgmates, bedan barristers, and all those whose names escaped my mind... God bless po. here's a worn-out but always an effective tip, raise all up to Him, grabe memory Niya, promise. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. ilan kaya magrered out of the 6thou plus barristers? =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-115713532146163055?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/115713532146163055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=115713532146163055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/115713532146163055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/115713532146163055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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for some facial treatment, a haircut and some protein treatment to go with it.  the facial felt good, aside from feeling loads of dust and dirt off your face, there's that liberating feeling in shedding tears caused by physical pain =D.  the hair stuffies went as well too.  if anyone out there would want to try a new hairstyle for a fairly decent amount   , visit f-salon at greenbelt3.  ok dun, promise. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;september 1 naman was my niece clarisse's birthday.  happy birthday to our dear boomboom!!!  didn't report for work. hehehe. bad? nah. la naman ako due.  that i made sure of.  bad thing though, i have a miranda priestley for a boss, the male version, hehehe. i enjoyed watching devil wears prada, as in!  haven't had the chance of reading a copy of the book though.  =(  kala ko kasi pag lawyer ka na, you can read loads of non-law related books.  hmpf, di pala.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched a local flick last tuesday too - you are the one, which stars Sam Milby and Toni Gonzaga.  enjoyed watching it with my sister and my fwen maan, not because twas kilig but for the reason that it was funny,as in (kaso kasi mababaw lang po kaligayahan ko, hehe).  stress-reliever din to an extent, parang the movie that maan and i also watched, sukob.  it's not really scary pero sobra magugulat ka.  was like a freak shrieking, hehe.  by the way, i watched it twice with maan tapos again, with blue and maui.  still screamed during the second and third time i watched it. =)  [mau,blue and twinx: will post our two million worth pix next time, promise!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the mall pa din kanina (september 1) to buy clarisse a birthday gift.  that after my torture session with my dentist.  =)  was supposed to buy havaianas but chose waigu instead, para kasing mas feminine yung dressed-up flipflops kesa sa rubber lang.  sana lang okay kami . =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will not be sleeping at home tomorrow, a first after many months na.  bar ops na...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-115713328301330591?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/115713328301330591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9431163&amp;postID=115713328301330591&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/115713328301330591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9431163/posts/default/115713328301330591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/2006/09/low-batt.html' title='low batt'/><author><name>TiN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tyfYESL9_40/R8ztJUK_kWI/AAAAAAAAADM/SQRKZMg8NGM/S220/15-02-08_1404.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9431163.post-115539638465407337</id><published>2006-08-12T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T14:24:26.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you forget me</title><content type='html'>I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how this is:&lt;br /&gt;if I look&lt;br /&gt;at the crystal moon, at the red branch&lt;br /&gt;of the slow autumn at my window,&lt;br /&gt;if I touch&lt;br /&gt;near the fire&lt;br /&gt;the impalpable ash&lt;br /&gt;or the wrinkled body of the log,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;everything carries me to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if everything that exists:&lt;br /&gt;aromas, light, metals,&lt;br /&gt;were little boats that sail&lt;br /&gt;toward those isles of yours that wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now,&lt;br /&gt;if little by little you stop loving me&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop loving you little by little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If suddenly&lt;br /&gt;you forget me&lt;br /&gt;do not look for me,&lt;br /&gt;for I shall already have forgotten you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think it long and mad,&lt;br /&gt;the wind of banners&lt;br /&gt;that passes through my life,&lt;br /&gt;and you decide&lt;br /&gt;to leave me at the shore&lt;br /&gt;of the heart where I have roots,&lt;br /&gt;remember&lt;br /&gt;that on that day,&lt;br /&gt;at that hour,&lt;br /&gt;I shall lift my arms&lt;br /&gt;and my roots will set off&lt;br /&gt;to seek another land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;if each day,&lt;br /&gt;each hour,&lt;br /&gt;you feel that you are destined for me&lt;br /&gt;with implacable sweetness,&lt;br /&gt;if each day a flower&lt;br /&gt;climbs up to your lips to seek me,&lt;br /&gt;ah my love, ah my own,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;in me all that fire is repeated,&lt;br /&gt;in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;my love feeds on your love, beloved,&lt;br /&gt;and as long as you live it will be in your arms&lt;br /&gt;without leaving mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  -- &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~ i hope you will be able to listen to madonna's rendition, ay, makes me wanna wail!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9431163-115539638465407337?l=tiniest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiniest.blogspot.com/feeds/115539638465407337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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