<?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-6968767</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:21:13.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>j/k</title><subtitle type='html'>sumpin' sumpin'</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-112100539344017657</id><published>2005-07-10T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T22:23:13.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HA!</title><content type='html'>This is usually what happens when I'm not out on Sundays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFA5B2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Part Expert Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/expert.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity&lt;br /&gt;                              You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off&lt;br /&gt;                              And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave&lt;br /&gt;                              When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFA5B2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Part Passionate Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/passionate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is about all about following your urges&lt;br /&gt;                              If someone's hot, you'll go in for the kiss - end of story&lt;br /&gt;                              You can keep any relationship hot with your steamy kisses&lt;br /&gt;                              A total spark plug - your kisses are bound to get you in trouble&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh yeah you bet I am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-112100539344017657?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112100539344017657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=112100539344017657' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/112100539344017657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/112100539344017657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2005/07/ha.html' title='HA!'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-110879745818111189</id><published>2005-02-19T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T15:24:33.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/white%20chek%28s%293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(170, 170, 170); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/white%20chek%28s%293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After months of not seeing each other, the girls had lunch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/white%20chek%28s%291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(170, 170, 170); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/white%20chek%28s%291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;@ Cibo, The Promenade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/stairs%20nalang%206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(170, 170, 170); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/stairs%20nalang%206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;stairs nalang tayo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mary, goodluck in Anaheim.  We'll see you in July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks girls! I needed this! cya soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-110879745818111189?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/110879745818111189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=110879745818111189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/110879745818111189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/110879745818111189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2005/02/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-110588143129276487</id><published>2005-01-16T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T13:08:13.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so SUE ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="1ea96e99"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;top ten things i hate about work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. slow-paced lifestyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. yung katabi ko na napapansin lahat ng ginagawa ko...pati mga sinusuot ko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. my super slowwwww pc (mas slow pa kay soup!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. demanding clients! clients who don't know what they're supposed to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. bitchy branch heads! (I hate u Ledesma Branch!!!!) grrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. how i don't seem to have time for my friends anymore. I don't even know what's up with their lives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. morning traffic in ayala ave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. the office uniform! honestly! if you want to lower your employees' self-esteem, make them wear uniforms. or at least try to make really good ones(yellow and green?!). it's a good thing i'm not wearing one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. our division head is leaving =( he's the only sane person in the dept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the number one thing i hate about work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. slow growth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;top ten things i love about work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. 1 jeepney ride to glorietta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. good brewed coffee for just Php30!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. chicken garlic pesto mantou sandwich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. the coco sandwich is good too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. nice, kulit people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. client calls!&lt;/span&gt; parties! libres!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. marjoe's 11:30 and 4:30 calls ("tama na yang trabaho!") trabaho naman tayo diyan marjoe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. my kikay boss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. spending money...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the number 1 thing i love about work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. wala. gusto ko na lumipat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-110588143129276487?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/110588143129276487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=110588143129276487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/110588143129276487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/110588143129276487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-sue-me.html' title='so SUE ME'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-110407126472064821</id><published>2004-12-26T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T22:32:49.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;boyfriend/s out of town and far, far, away - 1 =(&lt;br /&gt;no. of times made jealous by boyfriend (who's far, far, away) because he's going to boracay - 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lbs - afraid to check&lt;br /&gt;hours of lounging around the house but never seem to be getting bored (in fact, enjoying it) - infinite no.&lt;br /&gt;new shoes - 1 (hurrah!)&lt;br /&gt;interpersonal intelligence - plenty!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table  align="center" border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="400" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Interpersonal Intelligence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/interpersonal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shine in your ability to realate to and understand others.&lt;br /&gt;Good at seeing others' points of view, you get how people think and feel.&lt;br /&gt;You have an uncanny ability to sense true feelings, intentions, and motivations.&lt;br /&gt;A natural born leader, you are great at teaching and mediating conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good counselor, salesperson, politician, or business person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/intelligencequiz.html"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...Now maybe I'm in the right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasty Porn Star Name/s - 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table  align="center" border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 205, 221);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Your Porn Star Name is: &lt;b&gt;Nasty Thong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pornname.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get your own Porn Star Name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: trebuchet ms;color:black;"  align="center" border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Your Stripper Name is: &lt;b&gt;Cleopatra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/strippername.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get your own Stripper Name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;PWEDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-110407126472064821?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/110407126472064821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=110407126472064821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/110407126472064821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/110407126472064821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/12/boyfriends-out-of-town-and-far-far.html' title=''/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-110286243973586243</id><published>2004-12-12T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T22:40:39.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May trabaho na ako! HU-HA!</title><content type='html'>jobs - 1 (hurrah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow is my first official day at work...i'll be in marketing, consumer finance division in UCPB.  and what a good excuse to shop! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as if wala pa akong corporate clothes. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know what to expect, but i promise i'd do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys lunch tayo! bisitahin niyo ako!&lt;br /&gt;yun lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-110286243973586243?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/110286243973586243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=110286243973586243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/110286243973586243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/110286243973586243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/12/may-trabaho-na-ako-hu-ha.html' title='May trabaho na ako! HU-HA!'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-110218646031870218</id><published>2004-12-05T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T03:17:16.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Just when you thought you had your pride this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the hurt makes you surrender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Forget the tears, and the throbbing headache,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the sumptuous chicken carbonara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and better than sex (para sa mga hindi nakakaalam, cake yun!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Forget the thought that things will not always work to your favor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Forget giving up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;For the only thing left to say is I'm sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Your point was never made anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ewan ko na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=*=--=*=--=*=--=*=--=*=--=*=--=*=--=*=--=*=--=*=--=*=--=*=--=*=--=*=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a friend today...though I didn't know her name.&lt;br /&gt;We met in the girls' restroom. I left my phone there (as usual, my carelessness) and she told me. I smiled and said, "Thanks!".&lt;br /&gt;"Buti nalang you remembered." she said.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah nga eh, if I had lost it again, it would be my seventh."&lt;br /&gt;"Hahahaha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, I went to the restroom again. And when I went out, she was walking towards the door.&lt;br /&gt;"It's you again!" she smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, watch out for the tiny roach in the sink!"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no! WHERE?!"&lt;br /&gt;Turns out she's afraid of the damn thing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, 'coz this wasn't the first time this happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;And it's always a treat when it happens.&lt;br /&gt;Although I never see those people again.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they'll remember me, maybe they won't.  (Maybe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;won't.)&lt;br /&gt;It will still make my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anything&lt;/span&gt; can make my day today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nice to know you, goodbye.&lt;/span&gt; - Incubus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bought a cute notebook for work.  Naexcite lang ako, and I wanted something nice for my cubicle.  Ang boring kc, all whites and greys.  Pero pucha Php230...Jordi Labanda kc.  Kailangan ma-motivate ako.  (Yeah, like a new notebook would help!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tama na wag i-jinx!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to give me a Jordi Labanda pencilcase/kit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-110218646031870218?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/110218646031870218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=110218646031870218' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/110218646031870218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/110218646031870218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-when-you-thought-you-had-your.html' title=''/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-110208562539045662</id><published>2004-12-03T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T22:57:57.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>closing the cycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok well some of you got an email from me of Paolo Coelho's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Closing Cycles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (from Macky).   Worth the read, huh? (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sinadya ko yan, madami din akong gustong patamaan. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;saraaaappp mag name drop!) But sino pa nga ba ang pinaka-tinamaan sa lahat?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; None other than the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iyakin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For reasons I could never explain. For reasons I myself have not found yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.:random thoughts:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;How time really flies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's funny that when you remember the exact moment of a heartache it flashes before your eyes as clear as if it were happening for the first time. As clear as it was for me, I realized that it had been a year since. If you were to ask me what had happened then, I could tell you every detail in perfect, flawless, order. And I'm sure you can too, if I asked you your story. Does this 20/20 vision of the past mean that for some reason we have not really recovered from it? That we still are looking or waiting for answers to questions even if they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; answered?  Or maybe so that we did not like the answers thrown to our dumbfounded minds?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nothing is irreplaceable.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No, I don't think so.  Something so unique and bold and personal can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; be replaced. That was why it happened at a particular time and place. The windy night, the cloudless sky, the Marikina view, the mosquitoes piercing my skin. It's for me to keep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Closing the cycle may be a big help in changing your life,  but some of us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; the cycle to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; our lives. We know when to stop, we know what we have learned from the past. But we need to remember to be able to forget. We need to remember the mistakes we made to not repeat them again. It no longer fits our lives, yes, but it is still a part of what our lives have become.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have closed the cycle, but I will never forget the smiles and tears it brought me.&lt;/span&gt;&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/6968767-110208562539045662?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/110208562539045662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=110208562539045662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/110208562539045662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/110208562539045662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/12/closing-cycle.html' title='closing the cycle'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-109967744487327607</id><published>2004-11-06T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T01:57:24.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trucker caps are so out</title><content type='html'>I just spent a thousand bucks to buy flipflops.  I wasn't even thinking when I bought it. Haay. Sakit na 'to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-109967744487327607?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/109967744487327607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=109967744487327607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109967744487327607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109967744487327607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/11/trucker-caps-are-so-out.html' title='trucker caps are so out'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-109938015650182899</id><published>2004-11-02T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T01:54:37.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Daddy-yo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Bday Daddy-yo! your only daughter loves you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Goodluck to the candidates. Vote wisely Americans! (I hope Kerry wins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'trick or trick!' - daddy-yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Trick or treat here in the village was a lot of fun this year, as more kids ran as far as their legs could carry them. Parang walang bukas sa mga kids, makadami lang. Since I decided that I was too old for trick or treat (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2 years ago kasi ayaw ako bigyan ng inchik na taga phase 3 kasi daw ang tanda ko na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;), I was the one giving out the candies. I brought my baby katsudon with me (my shih-tzu!) and put him in the basket with all the treats. Luckily he didn't pee on them. He was so poised sitting in the basket, watching all the running and screaming, and he got 'oohs' and 'ahhs' from everyone too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kaya martin, hindi siya panget! pinagkakagulohan siya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought this year's halloween celebration wouldn't be as festive, since not a lot of people put up decorations, if not put up the same ones they had last year. I was starting to think halloween won't be fun anymore. But as it seems, it was still as popular an event here in the village as it is outside. More guests seem to be hearing about it. There were even kids from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bantay Bata Foundation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; with Mrs. Lopez.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;May mga lola pa nga na humihingi ng candies sa akin eh, amp.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a while, I thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Heck, I'm not too old for this! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gave up my post to our maid, and drove to my cousins' in Phase 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You see we're pioneers in this already. We even do a bit of research and find out who gives out the best treats every year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Alam namin kung sino namimigay ng donuts sa Phase 1, ng fish balls, ng barbecue sa Phase 2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Earlier that afternoon my cousins saw a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;mangtataho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; passing by their house, to which my cousin shouted out '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Manong! Saan house kayo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;' '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;23 Sultan Kudarat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;' the man answered. (Bingo!) This year, one house even went to the extent of giving out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ice Monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;! Luckily, it was my cousins' neighbor. It was a lot of fun and by the time we got back for dinner, we were so full from all the junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; As always, there were a lot of new faces, Japanese and Koreans took pictures of our house with their kids. There were a lot of spidermans, batmans, princesses, pumpkins, and pixies. Everyone was shouting '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;trick or treat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;' here and there. One kid ran up to us and said '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;eh hindi pa naman namin siya binibigyan. Pero ang pinaka patok sa lahat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;was this guy who walked up to us not saying anything. On one hand, he had his grad pic, and he was wearing the same clothes he wore in the picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hindi kami nakasalita ni Mon, we just said 'Waaahhh!!!! Benta!!!!'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahaha. He didn't even budge even if we were all laughing our asses off.  His friends were even laughing so hard already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;    Sayang, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my friends weren't able to go.  Martin was sick.  I was texting Bagus but he switched to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sun na pala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sorry Joe, I didn't know you guys were still game this year since you weren't here last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Next year, we'll be better at our game. Next year, I'll still go trick or treating again. I'm not ready to give up this part of childhood just yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-109938015650182899?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/109938015650182899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=109938015650182899' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109938015650182899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109938015650182899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-daddy-yo.html' title='Happy Birthday Daddy-yo!'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-109903158180508256</id><published>2004-10-29T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T14:52:38.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;form name="quizform" target="_new" action="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=13035" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#90bed5" border="1" bordercolor="#000000" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#083360"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=13035" target="_new" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Undies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;LJ Username  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(216, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;input name="in0" size="32" maxlength="64" value="jakes" type="text"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Undies&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(216, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.delias.com//09170_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Who will see you in them&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(216, 243, 243);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;sexiish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Who wants to see you in them&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#d8f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;_ashy_&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Who will steal them&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#d8f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;angelkate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#083360"&gt;&lt;input name="submit" value="Try Your Answers!" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/userprofile.php?userid=19223"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;lovely_mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Taken 102474 Times.&lt;img src="http://images.kwiz.biz/kwizcount.gif" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:9;"  &gt;New - How do you &lt;a href="http://www.datingtips.ws/" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;get a guy to like you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/form&gt; heehee.  ang cute diba? dainty me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-109903158180508256?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/109903158180508256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=109903158180508256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109903158180508256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109903158180508256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/10/undies-lj-username-your-undies-who.html' title=''/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-109859919615794246</id><published>2004-10-24T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T14:26:36.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little unwell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personality Disorder Test Results&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember that this test isn't meant to diagnose you. Only a professional can do that. Below are your test results, broken down for the ten different personality disorders. You are rated "low," "moderate," "high," or "very high" probability for each disorder. Low or moderate ratings mean that you are &lt;strong&gt;unlikely to have the disorder&lt;/strong&gt;. High or very high means you are &lt;strong&gt;more likely to have the disorder&lt;/strong&gt;. Only a professional can diagnose a disorder, however. Scroll down past the results for recommended books that might help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Results: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#paranoid"&gt;Paranoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizoid"&gt;Schizoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizotypal"&gt;Schizotypal&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#antisocial"&gt;Antisocial&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#borderline"&gt;Borderline&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#histrionic"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#narcissistic"&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#avoidant"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#000099;"&gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#dependent"&gt;Dependent&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#obsessive"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#cc0033;"&gt;High (hmm...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;Personality Disorder Test - Take It!&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...now i thought i was more likely to be paranoid than obsessive-compulsive. but i don't have much to worry about after all. i am as sane as my blog name! pero OC din naman talaga ako with stuff. la lang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-109859919615794246?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/109859919615794246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=109859919615794246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109859919615794246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109859919615794246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-little-unwell.html' title='Just a little unwell'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-109846717016463069</id><published>2004-10-23T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T02:54:57.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>January na daw pupunta si Usher</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Counting Sheep" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_8_2v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; insomnia attacks - very frightening number &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you ever feel like breaking down?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel out of place?&lt;br /&gt;Like somehow you just don't belong&lt;br /&gt;And no one understands you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wanna run away?&lt;br /&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room?&lt;br /&gt;With the radio on turned up so loud&lt;br /&gt;That no one hears you screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels alright&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like to be like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked&lt;br /&gt;When you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;When no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna be somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of feeling so left out?&lt;br /&gt;Are you desperate to find something more&lt;br /&gt;Before your life is over&lt;br /&gt;Are you stuck inside a world you hate?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of everyone around?&lt;br /&gt;With the big fake smiles and stupid lies&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside you're bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever lies straight to your face&lt;br /&gt;And no one ever stabbed you in the back&lt;br /&gt;You might think I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna be ok&lt;br /&gt;Everybody always gave you what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;You never had to work it was always there&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like,&lt;br /&gt;What it's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yes y'all don't know. one day i might not just take it any longer. drama ba? hehehe. a glimpse, (no, a whole view) of what i might be feeling lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-109846717016463069?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/109846717016463069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=109846717016463069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the near-shrinkage of my brain. i also have nothing sensible to write just yet. ang boring ng bum, leche.&lt;br /&gt;can someone tell me if pwede kumuha ng nbi clearance sa qc hall? my friend tells me oo daw. is that true?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, off to the gym!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-109817990920590466?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/109817990920590466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=109817990920590466' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109817990920590466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109817990920590466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/10/yeeyyyy.html' title='YEEYYYY!!!'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-109648466847069170</id><published>2004-09-30T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T13:49:57.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>insomnia attacks - very large number (but not depressed. very happy. hurrah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mad About Chucks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eye candy sneaks that just make your dull,rainy,stressful days seem brighter! thank you chuck...norris! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/blackoffwhite%20knee%20high.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/blackoffwhite%20knee%20high.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basic black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/blueburgundykneehigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/blueburgundykneehigh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;denim and burgundy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/pinkashkneehigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/pinkashkneehigh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink pixie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/turquoiseyellowkneehigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/turquoiseyellowkneehigh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer ain't over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/1Q074_220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/1Q074_220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add color to black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/1K102_220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/1K102_220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supahstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/1K823_110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/1K823_110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy next door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/1K824_110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/1K824_110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chillin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and those are just a few sneak picks. which chuck are you? &lt;a href="http://www.converse.com"&gt;www.converse.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-109648466847069170?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/109648466847069170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=109648466847069170' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109648466847069170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109648466847069170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/09/insomnia-attacks-very-large-number-but.html' title=''/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-109630752331819694</id><published>2004-09-28T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T03:31:45.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>certified BUM-ness - 3 weeks and counting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, it's official. it's finally dawned on me that in a few weeks time i will be part of the country's unemployed. an addition to the 11.4% of the population that is. hopefully, this experience will be short-lived. though i have been enjoying my free time recently, i have found being a bum to be boring. completely and utterly boring. and the downside of it all is because i'm beginning to run out of money. (no more allowance!) well, mom's been nice because she still gives me money even if i don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things you start doing when you have a lot of time on your hands (and no money):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Surf The Web" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_1_116.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- surf the net twice or thrice a day&lt;br /&gt;- learn a bit of html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Reading" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_3_5v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- read all the books that you can find&lt;br /&gt;- read the newspaper (AND watch the evening news, late-night news...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lunch" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_12_13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; again&lt;br /&gt;- eat rice at 4pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cooking Dinner" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_13_8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Shopping 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_1_104.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- do the groceries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Tickets" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_3_3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- watch all the new movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Movie Reels" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_8_9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- watch all the movies in hbo, cinemax, star movies...&lt;br /&gt;- arrange your clothes according to color and style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Making The Bed" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_13_7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- clean/redecorate your room (out of extreme boredom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the number one thing you start doing when you have a lot of time on your hands (and what were you thinking?):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Computing" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_8_11v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- offer to do friends' papers/presentations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and still have time to be with my friends, and of course martin. amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, from jMe's blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q1.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/blond.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q1.htm" target="new"&gt;What High SchoolStereotype Are You?&lt;/a&gt; quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or as my friends would so expressively put it, &lt;strong&gt;anak siopao!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb044" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb044" 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/6968767-109630752331819694?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/109630752331819694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=109630752331819694' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109630752331819694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109630752331819694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/09/certified-bum-ness-3-weeks-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-109586520340298514</id><published>2004-09-22T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T23:32:29.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/a.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/a.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko manood! pero i'm saving my money for usher. haaayy... she's my ultimate idol when it comes to playing the piano. anyone want to make me libre? hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chicken shit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/ci2screenshot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/ci2screenshot2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;martin and i had a fight kanina, about chicken invaders. it's this computer game where you in your ship chase chickens and kill them and they turn into fried chicken or gifts or firepower. (highly addictive). sobrang babaw. i didn't mean to say what i said (like "daya mo kups!", "kups ka talaga!"... kasi hog talaga siya sa mga enemies and gifts, firepower etc. to get a high score). pero in the end it was he who taught me, not the other way around. i'm really glad na now, he told me how he felt, kasi he never tells me before. laging "wala" or he just keeps quiet, which when i plead to know more (no-no) we just get into this big fight. cguro now we've decided to not to make such a big deal out of fights and just laugh about it. i'm not sure if this will continue to happen with other things in the future, but i'm glad he's beginning to say what he feels and wants. and i love him for that. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Teethy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_107v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb047" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb047" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-109586520340298514?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/109586520340298514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=109586520340298514' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109586520340298514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109586520340298514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/09/gusto-ko-manood-pero-im-sa_109586520340298514.html' title=''/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-109508936036945820</id><published>2004-09-13T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T00:02:24.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>while thinking of what i'll write about for my next blog, i come across some pictures taken during senior year in college. it's been a while since i've seen my girlfriends. so for this blog, i dedicate to my pretty girls! i miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/inc.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/inc.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incorporation Rites 2003&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(first row, L-R) me, christine, kat, glenice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(second row, L-R) ria, aira, leona, katz, mary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/hotdog!.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/hotdog!.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;swotfest '04&lt;/strong&gt; hotdogs anyone? the girls with paopao, our thai blockmate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/Attractive%20apes.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/Attractive%20apes.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girls in the loo...&lt;/strong&gt;and you wonder why girls go to the bathroom in groups. me, jane, aira, glenice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/bazaar.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/bazaar.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;the girls selling at the xmas bazaar in World Trade &lt;strong&gt;(happy bday katz!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/tipsy.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/tipsy.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;night out!&lt;/strong&gt; so many memories with this one! where's ria??tipsy kat, tipsy katz, me, bully, and mary (in the dark)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/taal.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/taal.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sailing.&lt;/strong&gt; on the way home from taal and hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/stressed.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/stressed.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stresss.&lt;/strong&gt; still finding time to smile! (L-R) katz, bully, mary, kat, ria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/discovery.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/discovery.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good night.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;happy bday jk!&lt;/strong&gt; san si jk??? san si ria???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-109508936036945820?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/109508936036945820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=109508936036945820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109508936036945820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109508936036945820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/09/while-thinking-of-what-ill_109508936036945820.html' title=''/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-109458144757420130</id><published>2004-09-08T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T23:02:03.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I enjoy tuesdays because it's when i get to cook dinner for my family and because i get to watch my favorite shows on tv for three hours straight. mahilig kasi ako sa teeny bopper drama shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today's menu:&lt;/strong&gt; scallops with 3 kinds of mushrooms in oyster sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling chef pa talaga ako, adding herbs to my dish - thyme to be exact, which i recently discovered makes new orleans shrimp in bubba gump very tasty (kaya pala). when measured appropriately, it gives a little extra to your simple seafood dish. and it smells good too. since our cook(who was sponsored by her previous &lt;em&gt;amo&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;sylvia reynoso&lt;/strong&gt;) left months ago in search for her lost sister, no one has really been using the herbs and spices here in the kitchen. and so every tuesday i make sure i experiment with the spices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iyakin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, i take a bath, eat dinner and watch tv. ewan ko ba, i want to be squeaky clean when i watch tv. so i have to take a bath (and be in my pajamas) by the time the shows start.&lt;br /&gt;so i watch &lt;strong&gt;One Tree Hill&lt;/strong&gt;, and i cry during the part when Luke Scott (&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Cinderella Story's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Chadd Micheal Murray), after discovering that Brooke isn't pregnant after all, just surrenders himself to his loving mother's arms (&lt;strong&gt;Moira Kelly&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;W&lt;em&gt;ith Honors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and you wondered whatever happened to her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching these cheesy shows makes me cry a lot now. heck, i even cried while watching 13 going on 30. martin was even watching me sniffing away to scenes he thought wasn't even touching. how odd of me to become a crybaby at this time of age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't we cry because we feel we can relate to whatever movie or show that we watch, or because a part of it has touched us in some way? in my case, i cry during the parts when nothing quite senti happens...or if the seemingly heartwarming scenes are about to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever happened to the cold, little me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-109458144757420130?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/109458144757420130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=109458144757420130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109458144757420130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109458144757420130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-enjoy-tuesdays-because-its-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-109380130667711994</id><published>2004-08-30T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T02:10:22.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another night in the city</title><content type='html'>just found out that my dad and joe's dad (tito jimmy) were blockmates back in college! he's a good friend of dad's and my mom knows him as well. cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm awake because i took a nap this afternoon. i slept for 4 hours lang naman (i usually sleep at 2pm on sundays and wake up 7-8pm. hindi na dapat nap ang tawag dito) and hence, this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to blog about, so i'll tell you what happened last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, duckie(marts), and joe had dinner with my family at the plant (marts and joe found my dad very amusing) and then had coffee. then we went to club v for UPJMA's 'caged heat' hiphop/r&amp;amp;b party. we met marjoe there (who was looking mighty fine btw! yihee!) and went in to find gelyn and trix. i was having stomach trouble because i ate a lot. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got in and found out it was a min before the open bar closes. after all the pushing we finally found a space to hang, but the open bar was at the entrance pala! oh well... had a beer nalang.&lt;br /&gt;it really was hot inside and everyone was sweating. it was a good thing our spot was next to the aircon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Famous 16" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_1_123.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were dancing and dancing, and the dj just kept talking while the song was playing. and the next. and the next. time was so slow. i checked my watch thinking it was past 1am and it was just 12:45. after a while, alvin and his friend jason showed up. then brice came.&lt;br /&gt;(shempre, ako nanaman ang only girl. one of the guys na talaga ako, magaling na nga din ako mangspot ng chicks eh) and speaking of chicks, marjoe had 5! hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 2am, we decided to call it a night. martin and i were so tired since he was up early for his game and i went by his school early in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've been thinking of signing up for belly dancing. (whetever happened to taking ballet again???) shempre, now that i'm starting training pa talaga. but hey, i hear it shapes your waist and thighs. maybe i'll even have a fine booty after that! or a booty lang. but as my friends say, spot reduction is a myth. who cares? i have lots of time and it'll help me get my mind of stressful things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Belly Dancer" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_1_102.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very unproductive day today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb045" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb045" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-109380130667711994?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/109380130667711994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=109380130667711994' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109380130667711994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109380130667711994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/08/another-night-in-city.html' title='another night in the city'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-109189075744782444</id><published>2004-08-07T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T23:00:30.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>future - promising(hurrah!); sleepless nights - over(hurrah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Smiley Shell" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_1_12.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm the happiest girl in the world!:)&lt;br /&gt;last night was the most unexpected, most impossible (well i thought it was), and most unimaginable.&lt;br /&gt;haaaayyy.... &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Spinning" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_100.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb044" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb044" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-109189075744782444?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/109189075744782444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=109189075744782444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109189075744782444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109189075744782444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/08/future-promisinghurrah-sleepless.html' title=''/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-109164205118724699</id><published>2004-08-05T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T02:33:44.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cigs - 0 (hurrah!); shawarmas - 1; trips to ninewest - infinite number; attempts to save - promising number (hurrah!); faux pas incidents - 1(embarassing so will not share); worthwile attempts - 2 (hurrah!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Shy Girl" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_13_12v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mmmm...bailey's cheesecake. Mmmm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thanks to tj, i have dessert! and it's not just a slice, but a whole cake! Penn cheesecake all mine! yipeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;giddy! a few more days and the shoes are mine! (i hope). went by kanina and the shoes were still there. ahaha. hahahaha!&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Shoe" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/29/29_4_51.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;one day i'll be filthy rich, and buy loads of shoes and beat Imelda Marcos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(hehehe. just watched Imelda kanina with marts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for the first time since i can't remember, i fixed my room. i arranged my tops from corporate to party wear, from longsleeves to sleeveless tops. arranged my pants by color too. from denims to stripes to slacks(by color) to capris. (jk bored ka lang ba???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bor-ing" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_7_2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been cooking for 3 days now, so far i've learned how to cook sinigang, seafood carbonara, eggplant, and grilled tilapia. i also cooked aligue rice. my family says everything i cooked so far tasted good. i can cook for dencio's na daw. hehehe. this is what i get for being a bum. from now on it's jk the chef!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Chef" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/995v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Multitasking" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_8_3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Flippy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_13_14v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-109164205118724699?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/109164205118724699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=109164205118724699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109164205118724699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109164205118724699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/08/cigs-0-hurrah-shawarmas-1-trips-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-109014223827066228</id><published>2004-07-18T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T17:17:18.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on a sunday afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/P7180096.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/P7180096.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(clockwise from left) bea, monica, me, triz, joseph&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/P7180095.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/P7180095.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-109014223827066228?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/109014223827066228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=109014223827066228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109014223827066228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/109014223827066228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/07/on-sunday-afternoon.html' title='on a sunday afternoon'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-108998850000517280</id><published>2004-07-16T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T22:35:00.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_105.gif' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a blast with friends tj, macky, and irene. gimmick ulit tayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/467A0020.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/467A0020.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all smiles!:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/467A0001.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/467A0001.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with tj&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/467A0003.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/467A0003.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reunion! wish you were here aira!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-108998850000517280?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/108998850000517280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=108998850000517280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108998850000517280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108998850000517280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/07/had-blast-with-friends-tj-macky-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-108991202073165976</id><published>2004-07-16T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T01:23:17.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a wonderful worrrrlllllddddd...</title><content type='html'>cups of coffee - 8(imaginary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_4_24.gif' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet joe black made me cry! *sniff* so much for not crying for ten years.&lt;br /&gt;it was the first time i watched it 'till the end. i like brad's body there than in troy(exag!). but i don't really like brad pitt. am not attracted to handsome men really. just men with something that makes them stand out. the x-factorrrr. or men that are witty and funny. really am easy to please. and what can i say, i'm a sucker for sweetness. (sing it back woh-oohhhhhhhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love is when you know their deepest darkest secrets but it's all ok&lt;/em&gt; - quincy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm hungry again...and i can't seem to get a good night's sleep anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-108991202073165976?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/108991202073165976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=108991202073165976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108991202073165976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108991202073165976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/07/what-wonderful-worrrrlllllddddd.html' title='what a wonderful worrrrlllllddddd...'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-108983047261960668</id><published>2004-07-15T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T22:31:30.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>men</title><content type='html'>appearances by the sun(well, in ortigas) - 0; ex encounters - 1(hmm...); conversations with ex on phone - 1(double hmm...); manyakis boy attempts - 4(ugh);minutes on treadmill - 35; athlete guy encounters - 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_3_64.gif' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eww to manyakis guys! they just don't know how sensitive i get to touchy-ness! especially if to you you guys are just &lt;em&gt;hanging&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw athletic guy the other day. only am wearing &lt;em&gt;pambahay&lt;/em&gt; shorts and a shirt, and i didn't comb my hair! struck up a conversation for a while, turns out he goes to the same gym!&lt;a href='http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/29/29_2_32.gif' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but seems he is not interested. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a talk with my ex today. it seems he hasn't been doing ok for the past week. gave him shitty advice i know he wouldn't do. that's the thing with brokenhearted people. they're so biased, they only hear what they want to hear. surprisingly though, he seemed like he was actually listening to what i said. (well told him substantial things too) i guess i knew how he felt and how he must need someone to talk to. felt i have done something (even though i wanted to kill him 2 years ago). does this count as a worthwile attempt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many encounters today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-108983047261960668?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/108983047261960668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=108983047261960668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108983047261960668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108983047261960668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/07/men.html' title='men'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-10896439058790719</id><published>2004-07-12T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T02:13:12.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_9_7.gif' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at me, my depth perception must be off again&lt;br /&gt;'coz this hurts deeper than i thought it did&lt;br /&gt;it has not healed with time&lt;br /&gt;it just cut down my spine&lt;br /&gt;you look so beautiful tonight&lt;br /&gt;reminds me how you laid us down&lt;br /&gt;and gently smiled&lt;br /&gt;before you destroyed my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you find it in your heart&lt;br /&gt;to make it go away?&lt;br /&gt;and let me rest in pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at me, my depth perception must be off again&lt;br /&gt;you got much closer than i thought you did&lt;br /&gt;i'm in ur reach&lt;br /&gt;you held me in your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would u find it in ur heart&lt;br /&gt;to make it go away?&lt;br /&gt;and let me rest in pieces&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-10896439058790719?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/10896439058790719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=10896439058790719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/10896439058790719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/10896439058790719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/07/look-at-me-my-depth-perception-must-be.html' title=''/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-108955813118672880</id><published>2004-07-11T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T23:02:11.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking out loud</title><content type='html'>lbs - 96; alcohol units - 0(but it's a sunday!); ateneo wins - 1(hurrah!!!); no. of times thinking of manhid boy - 1(doom); sweets - 1; phat thoughts - 2(hmm...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/901v.gif' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...yummy banoffee*. i missed it! wish i could've had a new york cheesecake gelatto* too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to watch the prince and me today, but watched the game after lunch and dessert. ateneo ALMOST lost. but thank god for larry! and magnum! hurrah! will text lora. watching halftime made me miss being in the pep squad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a very disturbing conversation with a friend this morning. feel as if i'm back to ground zero. like, a hopeless attempt. will rather not dwell any more on this. hmm, must not listen to too much r&amp;b. it makes u sad and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even though this might bruise you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for true friends! without them i am hopeless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am liking jai the culture guy in queer eye for the straight guy. he looks so clean, and looks like he smells good too. and he dresses nice. only he's gay! and that makes me...his pashmina? i like a pashmincer*! gaaahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;banoffe&lt;/em&gt; - bananas in toffee cake with whipped cream and shaved chocolate on top. Mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*in pazzo too. Mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pashmincer&lt;/em&gt; - according to bridget jones' &lt;em&gt;the edge of reason&lt;/em&gt;, a pashmincer is someone u like who's gay. term comes from the pashmina sweater, which is a must have in London(?), or wherever bridget lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-108955813118672880?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/108955813118672880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=108955813118672880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108955813118672880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108955813118672880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/07/thinking-out-loud.html' title='thinking out loud'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-108943906890238538</id><published>2004-07-10T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T23:24:40.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomadora</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_7_1.gif' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt; alcohol units - 6; cigs - cannot remember, but very large number; no. of trips to the bathroom - infinite number; no. of times martin threw up - 4; lbs - afraid to look. looks like tummy is in 1 month old state.; attempts to be cold - 0; attempts to do something worthwile - 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15_1_49.gif' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally! will be dancing again! but was too tired to go to practice today. so it's just a half attempt. the half came from agreeing to join the group to dance at ua&amp;p's freshmen party on august.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. sore muscles from playing tennis. wanted to go home but trainer insisted to play doubles with my dad and uncle. it was a very long match. i wasn't so bad. had not so much trouble serving too. my dad kept saying "one more!". so, aching back and right arm when i woke up. &lt;a href='http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_2_108.gif' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tennis, went home to take a shower and dress up. joe and cholo picked me up and we went to meatshop to meet up with the gang.  Meatshop was so packed that night, even chickenboy right across the street was packed. Everybody was out for a drink and a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/Image(148).jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/Image(148).jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whapacked mardehn&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/Image(130).1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/Image(130).1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicole, happy marjoe, happy joe&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, martin was already drunk. so i don't think he saw us pa. marjoe was there with nicole, pj n rica were there too, brice, patty, negh, and a few of our high school friends that i haven't seen in a long time. martin was so whapacked, he threw up on the floor beside the mop, which the owner saw and offered the beer bucket. (hmm, wonder if the bucket will be used for customers again). then monica came with paul, then jl n rap came, and finally, foed and v.(happy bday foed!). john g also came. it was a pretty large crowd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not really a beer drinker. i usually have a bottle or two then i just get red all over. (allergies?) but that night i didn't notice i had 6 already. after 1 bottle, someone kept making libre 1 round. so u see, really had no choice. hehehe. surprisingly, only got a little tipsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i realized how much i missed my friends. it's been a while since i got to sit and talk to them the whole night. it's funny how u can stop talking and just look at their faces. everyone looked happy. and from seeing all the smiles and hearing all the laughs, it felt good. in some way, i was happy too. we took a lot of pictures.(which i hope am not that hideous/tipsy-looking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 'till the next drinking session! &lt;a href='http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_135_11.gif' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-108943906890238538?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/108943906890238538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=108943906890238538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108943906890238538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108943906890238538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/07/tomadora.html' title='tomadora'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-108921484330136996</id><published>2004-07-07T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T22:10:11.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>food trip</title><content type='html'>lbs - 96 (before gelatto and hotshots and pepperoni pizza); cigs - 0 (vg!); alcoholic units - 5 (imaginary); no. of times thinking of manhid boy - 1 (i think, hmm. do not remember. it's a good sign though, that i don't remember:)); attempts at doing something worthwile - 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think attempt at being cold is working. hahahaha. hahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy day &lt;a href='http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_1_12.gif' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched mean girls today with mon and martin...so funny. then had a white chocolate and mango gelatto at pazzo. Mmmm... then had another mango attack. bought a nice skirt n top, and a nice bag. very happy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only, no money left. and will watch kill bill 2 tom. maybe will find money in room, hidden somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very excited to see the gang on friday. miss them already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/640/3.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/227/1208/200/3.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy me&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-108921484330136996?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/108921484330136996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=108921484330136996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108921484330136996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108921484330136996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/07/food-trip.html' title='food trip'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-108909520211299584</id><published>2004-07-06T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T15:03:44.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bum and a half</title><content type='html'>lbs - 96 (surprisingly, without effort); alcohol units - 4 (but imaginary); appearances by the sun - 0; no. of worthwile ideas - 0; attempts to become coldhearted - 2; attempts to save for mango attack - 1; no. of times thinking of manhid boy - 0 (hurrah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_2_64.gif' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i just want to be cold, cold, cold...&lt;br /&gt;the days just go buy and i feel that i'm wasting away doing nuthin.&lt;br /&gt;i want to do something worthwile. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;like write a book, or take photography classes like marjoe, or do ballet again.&lt;br /&gt;everyday i just wake up wondering what to do.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be NR, insensitive (like mon? hehehe) and just don't care. and not cry for about, ten years.&lt;br /&gt;it's tiring to be concerned, and loving, and it's so bloody stressful! gaahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i hope tomorrow will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-108909520211299584?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/108909520211299584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=108909520211299584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108909520211299584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108909520211299584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/07/bum-and-half.html' title='bum and a half'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-108887441301651582</id><published>2004-07-04T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T14:41:47.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mango attack</title><content type='html'>cigs - 4 (vg); lbs - 95 (surprisingly); zombies - 2; no of times thinking of manhid boy - 3 (vg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a big thank you to allan tuazon.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's so crazed about mango.  the store was so packed as mango has its seasonal sale.  the line was so long that there wasn't enough time to even fit the clothes. everyone was digging on to piles and piles of clothes trying to find their size. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_8_8.gif' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway, i'm broke na. and i'm tamad again to think of something to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-108887441301651582?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/108887441301651582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=108887441301651582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108887441301651582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108887441301651582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/07/mango-attack.html' title='mango attack'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-108843482082205412</id><published>2004-06-28T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T23:09:08.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>windy days and mondays</title><content type='html'>ice monster hits pearl drive! whoopeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rainy days don't seem to prevent ice monster branches from proliferating in manila. to my delight, ice monster opened another branch along pearl drive. and it's right across ua&amp;p! it's a bit ironic that not all will get to enjoy the convenience of it, since it opened after summer, and after grad. i haven't gone there yet, but i will be on thursday since some of my blockmates will be visiting school.(after le ching!:P) i wonder if revenues went down already because of the rainy season. it doesn't seem to be affecting their sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved the weather today. it was windy, but it didn't rain. at least not in my area. a pretty day for a walk, to curl up with a good book, or just hang out. kinda makes u forget that it's just a monday. but if you're a pseudo-bum like me, it makes no diff. haay. better find a job. tamad*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a big happy 28 to joe fudge/joe mute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tamad&lt;/em&gt; - adjective, can mean lazy; also joe camacho's favorite word (can also be used as an adverb, ex. joe - 'ang layo ng remote eh, kaka&lt;em&gt;tamad&lt;/em&gt;')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you irene for making me remember my parts of speech. grammar ka diyan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-108843482082205412?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/108843482082205412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=108843482082205412' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108843482082205412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108843482082205412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/06/windy-days-and-mondays.html' title='windy days and mondays'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968767.post-108835082925863930</id><published>2004-06-28T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T15:01:29.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another long night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_6_101v.gif' border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:11! make a wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i stare at the clock on my computer, i made another wish. it's just one of hundreds of wishes the i or u never run out of. or one of those wishes that u never get tired of asking over and over again.  everyday, we seem to want something new (or something old) for ourselves. that's because everyday for the rest of our lives we think of things old and new, of things gone and had passed, and hopefully, hopefully from the countless hours we spend wasting away doing nothing, we learn something. hopefully. did i say hopefully? anyway, i hope my wish does come true. if it doesn't, well there's another day isn't it? and 11:11 comes twice a day. *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6968767-108835082925863930?l=jkbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/108835082925863930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6968767&amp;postID=108835082925863930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108835082925863930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6968767/posts/default/108835082925863930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkbaby.blogspot.com/2004/06/another-long-night.html' title='another long night'/><author><name>jk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879781171649248115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
