<?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-8106848</id><updated>2012-02-11T13:44:50.343+08:00</updated><category term='reyna elena'/><category term='portfolio'/><category term='new york times'/><category term='garlic and sapphires'/><category term='stocks'/><category term='food'/><category term='things you should never do in italy'/><category term='mist photography'/><category term='food critic'/><category term='big binondo food wok'/><category term='ruth reichl'/><category term='wandergirl28'/><category term='tung'/><category term='pinays trapped in toilet'/><category term='pink kitchen'/><category term='phone'/><category term='hp 6828'/><title type='text'>Misadventures of little dot</title><subtitle type='html'>tales of my idiotic and not so idiotic adventures</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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>230</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-2054574903855728771</id><published>2008-05-15T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T01:13:26.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on hooters</title><content type='html'>im clammering for kelvin to bring me to hooters. Not because i want to see babes with bigger cup sizes than mine but because i wanted to try their chicken wings. The problem is its far away. like in moa. but so far.. kelvin has no complaints... will be heading there soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-2054574903855728771?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/2054574903855728771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=2054574903855728771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/2054574903855728771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/2054574903855728771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-hooters.html' title='on hooters'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-4912217590884712922</id><published>2008-05-07T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T00:46:39.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been a productive two days. I think its the better diet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-4912217590884712922?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/4912217590884712922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=4912217590884712922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/4912217590884712922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/4912217590884712922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-has-been-productive-two-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-9191198060613979399</id><published>2008-05-04T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T21:53:23.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bar prep</title><content type='html'>most people ( me included ) think that now school is done with, Kelvin has more time. Well, apparently not. Kelvin handed me his schedule for the 5 months which  consists of study time,eating and study time and eating and the occasional church and lunch with me every sunday. I had to even swap and negotiate for our dw weekend. well, i more or less have accepted the fact already but not everyone. MIL, T and BKO pretty much had same reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yeah. this is the life of a fiance of a barrister/lawstudent...thats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, i have kept myself pretty helping him out. Bar prep is actually much more fun than school. For one thing, i have researched on a diet that will optimize brain foods. What to eat on exam day./ day before exam day etc. I just checked out this IRAC study method for him. ( Issue - Rule- Analysis - Conclusion) /highlighted the gist to minimize his reading. I am now trying to figure out how to put my voice on mp3 so i can read those crappy book law stuff so he can listen to it while sleeping or taking a crap ( something abt maybe it will internalize into his unconsciousness.- hey anything that will help!~). We also plan to attend a prayer meeting 600 am on fridays. ( hopefully...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like training for the Olympics.  Everything must be in tip top shape.   He even bought himself a timer so he can clock in his study hours. Go for GOLD!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-9191198060613979399?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/9191198060613979399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=9191198060613979399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/9191198060613979399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/9191198060613979399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/05/bar-prep.html' title='bar prep'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-3008283463753198307</id><published>2008-04-28T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:46:09.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post grad</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;honestly.... i felt like... nanganak ako!!! four years of labor!!! leche!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3008283463753198307?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3008283463753198307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3008283463753198307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3008283463753198307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3008283463753198307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/04/post-grad.html' title='post grad'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-9185460796268958958</id><published>2008-04-28T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T01:07:18.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on kelvin's graduation</title><content type='html'>Kelvin's graduation at the Meralco Theatre ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; all i can say is THANK GOD!!! ! I have nothing but thanks giving in my heart to the Lord ( i know i sound cheesy but its true). I can say that life in lawschool is one rollercoaster ride. U never know when your up and when your down. ( And life as a law school girfriend is just the same).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it is only through the grace of God,  that kelvin passed! Not only that but also winning Silver medal for best thesis. ( in other words 2nd best thesis). and in all the years i went to school, i have to say this is my first time to walk on the stage for a medal. ( yes, we get to go with him onstage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey in fairness, i spent a lot of time listening to that @#$^@$ thesis and his "notations"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most importantly... there is a cash prize *glint glint* yehey! i can now justify splurging on the wedding dress!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-9185460796268958958?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/9185460796268958958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=9185460796268958958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/9185460796268958958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/9185460796268958958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-kelvins-graduation.html' title='on kelvin&apos;s graduation'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-470954131817862075</id><published>2008-04-17T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T12:59:39.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuses Does not produce results</title><content type='html'>Excuses Does Not Produce Results.. is my new motto for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be firm in not helping CG until they realize they should stop making lousy excuses and start buckling up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is work. Not some kid i have to be patient with. M told me to be patient because they are hardheaded. I believe that if that is the case, they should be replaced. As simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business is business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-470954131817862075?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/470954131817862075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=470954131817862075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/470954131817862075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/470954131817862075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/04/excuses-does-not-produce-results.html' title='Excuses Does not produce results'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-7772965681368371374</id><published>2008-04-10T21:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:00:05.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why the poor service?</title><content type='html'>bec some crazy idiot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; who i believe has never been in operations, never issued a ticket or never faced a bloodangry passenger with only the answer : sir sorry po technical error eh.   )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; decided to push the new system on april 1 despite glaring fact that we have asked a million questions with VAGUE answers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bec the transition was poorly planned. I may not be some top corporate dog but i do know when a transition project is poorly planned. HECK! i planned my  crappy cheap ass renovation better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- acctg briefing ? i begged / pleaded / bitched / annoyed them for hell 2 weeks bfore. the briefing took place 3 days before. and still with vague answers. and still with no customized ready software. This is a nationwide project here boys!!! ya think its easy to affect agents who has been doing things for so long to adapt to change this fast? and the answers per person are different. Are they mad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-no back up plan for technical errors. NO back up plans at all! april 1? we were supposed to be up by 12. of course they gave out codes on mar 31 only to find out the codes were all fucked up. They could have at least did the transition SLOWLY!! like put it up for a month before they take out everything so we could test it for errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- training? yeah right? apparently training is their cheap version of quality control. we find the techinical errors and report to them. meanwhile our 101 many questions had no answers or were answered with ... dont worry, navitaire will fix it. or.. they will send you a memo about it soon. ( which they didnt of course or they did three days late) -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing abt the training. they could have done it in 1-2 days instead of 3. lots of time wasted. I wasted lots of time. the second day? spent waiting for it to start. after 30 minutes. merienda. after 30 minute slunch. after 30 minutes worth of training... merienda again. and then brownout. i wanted to go home since we are just waiting for the rest of the people to finish exercises but the trainor wanted everyone to stay? I have better thinsg to do than this?!! i have passengers to ticket??!!!! my sales had groups to finish!! and we are stuck in a room waiting for it to end so the trainor can say she finished the whole day. third day? i just spent the whole afternoon waiting for trainor to check papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-they chose to do a very vague n unplanned nationwide change on a peak season. Perfect. simply perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of pnrs cancelled. a lot of options unticketed. A lot of lines.. long lines.. gal had to pass it to us. we pass them back. back and forth back and forth a lot of businesses wasted, a lot of poor entreprenuers ( oru agents ) pulled out of business. a lot off tciekting agents who had to sacrifiec their hard earn money for dms out of their control or a result of poor training. lots of angry pax. aand a lot of phonecalls adn questiosn with no answers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-7772965681368371374?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/7772965681368371374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=7772965681368371374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7772965681368371374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7772965681368371374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-poor-service.html' title='why the poor service?'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-8508618486740932488</id><published>2008-04-08T01:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T02:24:07.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go of the fairy tale</title><content type='html'>I love fairy tales... i live by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was little, i actually refused to take off my flower girls dress. I slept in it for days. I thought i looked like Odette in Swan Lake. it was my very flower girl dress)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( oh.. and my dad actually forced his employee to take me as their flower girl and he even paid for my dress)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this poem makes me all teary eyed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As we mature, we all have to make this transition--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; we all have to let go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of some of our fairy tale expectations for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and learn to embrace a kind of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that can survive a few hard winters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Love that has been tested &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is far more awe-inspiring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; than love that has never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;known anything but bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't look for a partner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with whom you have no problems,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but one with whom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you are good at overcoming them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Anonymous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8508618486740932488?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8508618486740932488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8508618486740932488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8508618486740932488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8508618486740932488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/04/letting-go-of-fairy-tale.html' title='Letting go of the fairy tale'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-5907664719721541606</id><published>2008-04-06T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T23:32:25.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the tudors,</title><content type='html'>i have this present infatuation over the tudors. The age of romance, chivalry and kings and queens during the medieval ages. Thanks toPhilippa gregory's  " The other boleyn girl" and the constant princess. I now have learn my world history faster than a year in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just recently sis4 downloaded the tudors. This great drama on henry the 8th!! love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-5907664719721541606?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/5907664719721541606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=5907664719721541606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5907664719721541606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5907664719721541606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-tudors.html' title='on the tudors,'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-3096750747625793603</id><published>2008-04-06T18:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T18:41:03.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress and pizza</title><content type='html'>my stress levels are on high mode for the past days... a week before april one. It peaked around april 2 to yday. and when the going gets tough. the tough gets pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that stress equals to me ordering shakeys super seven pizza. yum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3096750747625793603?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3096750747625793603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3096750747625793603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3096750747625793603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3096750747625793603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/04/stress-and-pizza.html' title='stress and pizza'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-1393298173557817539</id><published>2008-03-31T12:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T09:46:30.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**** STRIKES AGAIN</title><content type='html'>#@*&amp;amp;^*%*%^&amp;amp;^%&amp;amp;^! after coordinating with my ae  that all passwords are confidential and must be sent to my private email only. IDIOT D sent it to all my offices. with the subject header&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="YfMhcb"&gt;&lt;span id="1fcj" class="VrHWId"&gt;VERY CONFIDENTI&lt;wbr&gt;AL Sign In Codes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;wow... once again we are left to clean up his mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-1393298173557817539?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/1393298173557817539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=1393298173557817539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1393298173557817539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1393298173557817539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/03/idiot-director-strikes-again.html' title='**** STRIKES AGAIN'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-8784151713913788932</id><published>2008-03-22T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:38:44.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>punky brewster reruns</title><content type='html'>spent holyweek wtching "punky brewster" on youtube. when i was a kid ( a fat one)  i wished i could be like punky in jeans and colored sneakers and have  a room like hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except i just didnt have the guts and mom dress me up in polkadots and stockings and ladylike sweaters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man...i miss the cool 80's!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad, Soleil Moon frye had to grow up and become one of those sexy stars. whn i was a kid( a fat one) i wished i could dress up like punky and have a room like hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also watched a few "perfect strangers" scenes. i love larry and balki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love 80's reruns!!!! bring back the eighties. i can watch agian and again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;season 1 episode 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3DO3zE9zeo  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punky in the orphanage&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FOdS5gVj-nI&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8784151713913788932?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8784151713913788932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8784151713913788932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8784151713913788932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8784151713913788932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/03/punky-brewster-reruns.html' title='punky brewster reruns'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-7489094591262363807</id><published>2008-03-17T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T09:46:21.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>letter from idiotic ***</title><content type='html'>letter blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Please do not hesitate to communicate with us for any clarification/s/inquiry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when you text him naman for questions.... ( MATINO QUESTIONS KO!! ) ang sagot niya eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER : am not in ofc. tom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER: no all of us were out in d field ( YES. MALI PA SPELLING)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER: di ko rin alam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!! thats why i love this company so much... never a fucking boring moment! still thinking if i should text him back.. "thats why i admire your good organizational and managerial skills so much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND BOOBOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were not in the schedule of names under training today. eto sabi.. ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIM :O bakit di niyo kasi binigay yun new sked niyo. wala kami nareceive. kami dalawa ni N. O diba o wala? ( at sabay ask pointedly kay N)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: meron kaya. kayo nagrequest ng new sked namin na sinend ko agad. Tsaka nagkapagtraining na ang ibang staff ko last week under the new sked. ( HELLER.. KUNG WALA AKO SINEND E BAKIT WALA NAMAN PROBLEMA YUN TRAINEES LAST WEEK EH NEW SKED NA YUN )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIM: ahh. sali ka nalang sa regional&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-7489094591262363807?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/7489094591262363807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=7489094591262363807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7489094591262363807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7489094591262363807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/03/letter-from-idiotic-director.html' title='letter from idiotic ***'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-1028418985292264097</id><published>2008-03-15T13:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T13:09:50.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fabulously gone</title><content type='html'>was sick sick sick for almost a week after tooth pulling session. Doc prescribed total bed rest. And to ensure that, she gave me nasatapp which is like demerol and drugs u to sleep. So i spent four days in limbo with no appetite and a bad cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part is... I lost my muffin top. yey!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-1028418985292264097?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/1028418985292264097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=1028418985292264097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1028418985292264097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1028418985292264097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/03/fabulously-gone.html' title='fabulously gone'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-5284961769599716995</id><published>2008-03-07T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T19:29:55.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“I never dwell on my disability. You just do it.”- adrian of ara 2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-5284961769599716995?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/5284961769599716995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=5284961769599716995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5284961769599716995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5284961769599716995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-never-dwell-on-my-disability.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-3823835153511510105</id><published>2008-03-07T18:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T22:41:05.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a snippet from my first transaction with a malaysian muslim group</title><content type='html'>....a realization that i cant help inserting snippets of local expressions in ym like.. na lang. parang. yan. muna. kasi. ... eheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON 1 : whatver race or religion, working in travel is always STRESSFUL !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;littledot78: ok. but it is confirm they will return?&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: time is also problem&lt;br /&gt;littledot78: anyway the tour will continue&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: next monday our bank will double confirm it to us&lt;br /&gt;littledot78: il viist razims and the group on monday dinner&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: they is investigating the problem&lt;br /&gt;littledot78: so we can also discuss&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: 2nd problem ; RAZIM is not coming&lt;br /&gt;littledot78: i tot he said he will come&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: he has urgent thing&lt;br /&gt;littledot78: when did he change his mind&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: TODAY!! WE ALREADY PURCHASED THE AIRASIA&lt;br /&gt;littledot78: nonrefundable???&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: i get headache doing this trip ..&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: you know AIRASIA right&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: and we purchase new ticket for our sales : MS WATI&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: RM 940&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: huh&lt;br /&gt;littledot78: hayah&lt;br /&gt;littledot78: travel business so hard&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: so, WATI will comes&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: yes..so uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;littledot78: okay. il talk with wati on mon&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: i can get heart attack&lt;br /&gt;littledot78: and also razim&lt;br /&gt;littledot78: hahaha same here&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: yes..&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: it is so many trouble before the group going&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: i really hope that they will happy and no problem arise while on trip&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Abas: at least i feel release this weekend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3823835153511510105?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3823835153511510105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3823835153511510105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3823835153511510105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3823835153511510105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/03/snippet-from-my-first-transaction-with.html' title='a snippet from my first transaction with a malaysian muslim group'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-145334025359657312</id><published>2008-03-04T17:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T22:45:03.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of rollers and  vinyl flooring</title><content type='html'>I've always wanted to roller paint walls. as in literally paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while in construction and they were rolling away. i tried to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never noticed that i am so pampered by my staff. When i say "pano to" i expect help ASAP. Now this painting thing....  i half expected the construction guys to fix the roller for me so its ready to go. except they didnt mind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first attempt was full of squishing excess paint that dripped to floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ay tubig" was all fellow construction worker said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second attempt was great. Except i noticed it was the wrong shade of white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ay mali.. di yan  "was all fellow construction worker said. and painted on top of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have love to continue except for fishy feeling i am contributing to the greater delay of our office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. the next priority is the vinyl. The vinyl has lots of little bits of black spots sticking on it. and we need to take it off so we can wax the floors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tried to make self useful by making "kutkut" the floors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually therapeutic.  the world is reduced to you, that steel blade and the floor. Life became so much simpler. and your goal reduces to only ONE. ( get ride of all of it )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know now what "meme" meant when she said all she wants was a life in Buxton England, milking cows and saving just enough for the weekend opera. ( okay its a sosi kind of life parin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, its like scrubbing away ur sins to dust. maybe this is called penitence. but i like it. you should try it sometime&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-145334025359657312?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/145334025359657312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=145334025359657312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/145334025359657312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/145334025359657312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/03/of-rollers-and-kutkuts.html' title='of rollers and  vinyl flooring'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-6874055859138524767</id><published>2008-03-03T00:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T23:12:43.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freebie trip with Carlos Celdran</title><content type='html'>a freebie i really really want want want!!!!! i gotta give 3 good reasons why i should win the Corregidor overnight tour with Carlos Celdran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love him! ( not in the Lets-get-married sense of love but more of His-Tours-Rock-kind-of-loving! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I  can have something to write about  in  my columns... ( Contrary to popular public assumption, no my trips are NOT being subsidized by Sunstar Davao- The Unlonely Planet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I desperately need a vacation. PLEEEEZEEE PICK ME! ( im on hand and knees here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have no historical idea what happened in Corregidor. Never been there. I might get struck by lightning anytime now without even knowing what happen in dear old Corregidor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I just found out that Carlos' dad is our family doctor. ( hmm this is still subject to confirmation). But if his dad is the pedatrician with hairy arms and hands out choco lollies after every session, Then i deserve this dammit!!! i practically spent my childhood in that office listening to kids screaming their lungs off from injection issues. and then screaming my lungs off when my turn came. and then staring at his kids caricature drawings he displays proudly in his office ( hmm come to think of it... i wonder if they are carlos' work?) . My last check up was like when i was 27 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all go to Dr. Celdran. And when i finally cough up a kid, i will bring him to Dr. Celdran.  He is like the institution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.. if anyone else wants to join... just click &lt;a href="http://celdrantours.blogspot.com/2008/03/win-win-win.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://celdrantours.blogspot.com/2007/01/carlos-recommends.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-6874055859138524767?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/6874055859138524767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=6874055859138524767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/6874055859138524767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/6874055859138524767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/03/freebie-trip-with-carlos-celdran.html' title='Freebie trip with Carlos Celdran'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-965609462365540350</id><published>2008-03-01T16:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T22:46:45.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a boys work is never done</title><content type='html'>a scene from the movies - self assured woman survey construction site in kitty heels and corporate skirt / blazer outfit plus construction helmet amongst a sea of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;similar scene last thur. except i was in ratty old polo and jeans and havianas and suspiciously reeking of rotten anchovies while practically choking from dust inside newly holed out office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have officially begun renovation after countless "I HATE SM EPISODES" over permits/license and crap. Just had recent tantrum 3 hours before over sudden permit  dilemma AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the glitches in permit, i am five years calmer. ( meaning if it would have been 5 yrs earlier, i am in total panic and stress even while construction). I have learned abt not worrying too much because i am paying my trusty old engineer sammy to worry for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met ricky (glass) &amp;amp; engr sammy in the middle of dirt and grime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammy was tearing his hair out because his idiotic people did not bring plywood for the boardup. yup. was unbelievably semi calm bt it. mainly bec i expect him to put the boardup regardless... by tonight. or else heads will roll. Its a job that is so much worse than mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-965609462365540350?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/965609462365540350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=965609462365540350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/965609462365540350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/965609462365540350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/03/hi-ho-hi-ho-its-off-to-work-we-go.html' title='a boys work is never done'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-7876610033154113624</id><published>2008-02-29T00:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T00:28:58.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our couture apparels</title><content type='html'>was able to browse christine go's bridal gallery. and heller.. saw our pics in all our hideous makeup glory....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: HoooOY!!! alam niyo ba nandito nakadisplay mga hitsura natin sa website ni tong????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis 3: OO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis4: where?  Yiiiiii!! im never going to have my face madeup again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: sino nagbigay ng picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis3: ako ata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: well obviously binigay mo yun  maganda ka lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis 4: "evil eye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis3: ako ba nagbigay ng picture?? di ko na maalala. hindi ata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: well obviously its not the two of us in this room. and dich does not have the cam. "evil eye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis4: "evil eye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis 3: eh thats the only picture i have!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.christinego.com/gallery.php?set=2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-7876610033154113624?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/7876610033154113624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=7876610033154113624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7876610033154113624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7876610033154113624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/02/christine-go-couture-house.html' title='our couture apparels'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-1808440062510307001</id><published>2008-02-25T18:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T18:50:50.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aint life so twisted</title><content type='html'>girl sees contest. girl wants free book. so girl blogs about Manila Freelancer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manila Freelancer will be giving away a 8 brand new signed copy of &lt;strong&gt;Twisted 8 : The night of the living twisted by Jessica Zafra!&lt;/strong&gt;  ( ooh its frm the girl who hates everything so you know its going to be wicked fun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway if you do want to join too. click &lt;a href="http://http//www.melovillareal.com/2008/02/20/win-a-copy-of-twisted-8-the-night-of-the-living-twisted-by-jessica-zafra/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.melovillareal.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;... and maybe &lt;a href="http://igeramos.multiply.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for nonwinners - they can buy Twisted 8 at all National Bookstore outlets, PowerBooks, Fully Booked and A Different Bookstore. SRP Php250.00 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://igeramos.multiply.com/journal/item/68"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-1808440062510307001?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/1808440062510307001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=1808440062510307001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1808440062510307001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1808440062510307001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/02/aint-life-so-twisted.html' title='aint life so twisted'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-1216231860518161503</id><published>2008-02-25T17:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T22:48:04.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the lucrative business of marriage</title><content type='html'>went to new victory trading in ongpin with ma/sisters to finish wedding stuff. Now the last time i have set foot in a marriage shop was during ivan mandy's food wok tour. And i distinctly remember snickering at the idiotic stuff gullible people buy to ensure a "happy and prosperous marriage"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marriage is a lucrative business i realize too late. The realizaton that my mom was really serious in buying all those stuff dawned on me today. One of them was a pair of tawdry gold chinese lanterns that seem to come straight out of a horror movie. I had this deja vu of a lantern hanging out of jan's condo when she got hitched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, my mom explains, you have to keep it lighted until you produce a son. ( what!! so icant actually hide it after i get married? i better cough out a boy quick!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grateful that ma bought a pretty decent wooden glazed lantern like meme's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gosh. the things u need to buy. CORRECTION. all the ugly things you need to buy! i dont know if i am going to laugh or cry. sister convincing ma to just copy the requirements and buy it in rustans or sm or anywhere else than this ugly ugly shop. I think she is worried since she will be getting the same stuff in her time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis 4.: i can see your house now. and its all ugly.&lt;br /&gt;me: dont worry, when you get married, im giving it all to you!&lt;br /&gt;me: look they even have wedding pajamas! ( red silk jammies for bride and groom. i can imagine kelvin right now)&lt;br /&gt;sis4: wedding hangers? are they shitting me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know why all chinese houses have these. actualy, now i know why jan and john have a set of those 3 odd men in their home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during that time, another mother/daughter tandem also buying crap. The mother was complaing why there is so much crap to follow and yet ends up buying the same crap. and then she drew out a paper with the title" the rules of engagement". which my mother eventually eyed onto. OH NO!!! another new set of rules!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to skip the hideously fake gold carved mirror and the heavy duty arinola. im sure we can get it somewhere else...( all required) we did buy the kiong hee stickers. i thought it would be cheap but it was 50 pesos a set. this store is really raking it in. Ma already has a set of the three odd looking men- health wealth and happiness so that is solved. we did buy the yenna, sets of silver stuff to be thrown somewhere... i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and little silver dots that needs to be sewn into my w. gown and shoes which sis 4 keeps pawning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" can you please stop touching my swerte?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-1216231860518161503?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/1216231860518161503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=1216231860518161503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1216231860518161503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1216231860518161503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/02/lucrative-business-of-marriage.html' title='the lucrative business of marriage'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-4995959486935548708</id><published>2008-02-13T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T23:40:39.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snappy snappy</title><content type='html'>lack of sleep of 3-4 days...arggh im so snappy. i need sleep. already down norgesic last night and still dang awake reading Philippa Gregory's "The Other Boleyn Girl". Snap snap snap. i must be going mad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-4995959486935548708?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/4995959486935548708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=4995959486935548708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/4995959486935548708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/4995959486935548708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/02/snappy-snappy.html' title='snappy snappy'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-2696676095695828724</id><published>2008-02-03T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T02:22:58.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boys/girls night out</title><content type='html'>dinner with kelv's "vice buddies" ( u name it! they got it!) - jed/da/jones + significant others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as they say...best way for two girls to bond is to talk about wedding preps. Kat getting hitched this November and we are both &lt;a href="mailto:w@wies"&gt;w@wies&lt;/a&gt;. so got a lot to chat chat chat the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well basically ended up with deciding to take the boys ballroom dancing. ( FINALLY I HAVE ALLIES!!!) not so sure if the boys actually agreed though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had talk with kelvin. My fears and stuff. I admire his reply. It is something that will lead us wherever we want to go. "whatver our kid will be... we can give him love."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-2696676095695828724?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/2696676095695828724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=2696676095695828724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/2696676095695828724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/2696676095695828724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/02/boysgirls-night-out.html' title='boys/girls night out'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-2927519801634826857</id><published>2008-02-02T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T15:06:34.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The seryo phenomenon</title><content type='html'>sis4 specifically texted me to babysit with ma and sis2 at shang midnight sale ( my first and last ) coz :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"kungdi dami nilang bibilhin stupid things" &lt;/span&gt;unquote &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For someone who works 24/7 in a mall, all i want to do is live off on coconuts in an island in Samal. But i had to babysit less we blow the family fortune on a hermes bag. But anyway i mean its shang!whadehell! its so near. we can plop by, have yummy cibo snack and go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night started out by leaving mummy at lucerne where im sure she wont max out her card. Me and sis at topshop sale. In middle of beige blouson over my head, mummy called sis2 cell which led to her quick exit from dressing room. Wha? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis 2: nandyan na si seryo&lt;br /&gt;me: Seryo?&lt;br /&gt;sis 2: Si seryo&lt;br /&gt;me: sino? seryo?&lt;br /&gt;Sis 2: Si seryo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier posts show mummy was a fan of Marimar. What i didnt know was that she had super crush the size of mari mar's ratings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we followed mummy who followed seryo aka dingdong dantes from lucerne to Nautica where i took thier picture. She actually called him seryo in his face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transfered pic to screensaver of mummy's phone while in lancel. She was so &lt;em&gt;kilig to death&lt;/em&gt; that she randomly showed saleslady her seryo picture. ( like MOM!!!! Can you be anymore embrassing! i mean.. Tiangge tinderas fine! i understand but we are in LANCEL?? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she goes : its a good thing she took a bath and brushed her teeth before going to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like duh mom!! its not as if he noticed!! The whole pic taking episode lasted for 5 seconds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-2927519801634826857?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/2927519801634826857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=2927519801634826857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/2927519801634826857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/2927519801634826857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/02/seryo-phenomenon.html' title='The seryo phenomenon'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-3124601067506621607</id><published>2008-02-01T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T02:17:22.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another much awaited "Chua Kopok" wedding</title><content type='html'>The wedding march which we missed due to habitual lateness....Love the w. dress. So very harrypotter/snow queen/ bishop of england chic. As per R. -Jing swotted it for 3 weeks to finish compared to regular 1. Personally dont like Jing after he made some exorbitantly priced  yet hideous outfits for mummy so i hope he went blind stitching this one. ( as the term goes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6QsKWqQsOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/5uaiapfWxp4/s1600-h/IMG_2856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162299629266579682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6QsKWqQsOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/5uaiapfWxp4/s200/IMG_2856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6QsKmqQsPI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qTtPlXWaRAk/s1600-h/IMG_2857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162299633561546994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6QsKmqQsPI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qTtPlXWaRAk/s200/IMG_2857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edsa Shang is one giant fairyland of mushrooms and flowers and drapes and rocks with giant diamond / spaceship sitting atop giant petal for couples table. ( dresses from left. - ronaldo arnaldo / ronaldo arnaldo/ larry aluning / cristine tong, hair and makeup by Gina Si and alalays ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6Qqm2qQsMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/AJAGXwYpt-o/s1600-h/IMG_2921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162297919869595842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6Qqm2qQsMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/AJAGXwYpt-o/s320/IMG_2921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6QqnmqQsNI/AAAAAAAAAJU/t26G-l6IHHk/s1600-h/IMG_2877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162297932754497746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6QqnmqQsNI/AAAAAAAAAJU/t26G-l6IHHk/s320/IMG_2877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am BOWLED over by prenup show of Ben Young. Meme and Boy in pirate/greek/princess/pocahontas outfits in eden and talikud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching..SiS 4: Where is cafe juanita??? Ngaprenup ka na ba? ( yeah yeah yeah !) Anyhoo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3124601067506621607?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3124601067506621607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3124601067506621607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3124601067506621607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3124601067506621607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/02/chua-kopok-wedding.html' title='another much awaited &quot;Chua Kopok&quot; wedding'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6QsKWqQsOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/5uaiapfWxp4/s72-c/IMG_2856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-6827653829983145087</id><published>2008-01-31T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T01:54:51.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love the cake .. yummy woodland mushrooms and bees with fairy people at the top. Sis 4 trying to get steal a bee..( those things are stuck like glue!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6QxH2qQsQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Bv2EGuqqkOk/s1600-h/IMG_2865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162305083875045634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6QxH2qQsQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Bv2EGuqqkOk/s200/IMG_2865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6QxIWqQsRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1E5uXTvZwNo/s1600-h/IMG_2871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162305092464980242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6QxIWqQsRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1E5uXTvZwNo/s200/IMG_2871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-6827653829983145087?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/6827653829983145087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=6827653829983145087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/6827653829983145087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/6827653829983145087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6QxH2qQsQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Bv2EGuqqkOk/s72-c/IMG_2865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-8132126448906309849</id><published>2008-01-31T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T02:11:59.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boys will be Boys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6SxZGqQsSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/J3dd0BB9oqY/s1600-h/IMG_2881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162446117716144418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6SxZGqQsSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/J3dd0BB9oqY/s200/IMG_2881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey! Somebody replaced atch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6SxZmqQsTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/htCBwYsyh40/s1600-h/IMG_2860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162446126306079026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6SxZmqQsTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/htCBwYsyh40/s200/IMG_2860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;halloooo mah pretties...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6SxZ2qQsUI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NC0TDua14yU/s1600-h/IMG_2882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162446130601046338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6SxZ2qQsUI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NC0TDua14yU/s200/IMG_2882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;snap shot   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6SxaGqQsVI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pl07Hur_EeY/s1600-h/IMG_2905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162446134896013650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6SxaGqQsVI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pl07Hur_EeY/s200/IMG_2905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;stitch + prince ali &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6SxamqQsWI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ezx_RaU6JqE/s1600-h/IMG_2900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162446143485948258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6SxamqQsWI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ezx_RaU6JqE/s200/IMG_2900.JPG" 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/8106848-8132126448906309849?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8132126448906309849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8132126448906309849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8132126448906309849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8132126448906309849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/01/boys-will-be-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/R6SxZGqQsSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/J3dd0BB9oqY/s72-c/IMG_2881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-8200446262006134925</id><published>2008-01-24T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T12:33:06.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day of mourning</title><content type='html'>i woke up to the news of the day. Heath Ledger is dead. What!! nooo!! a waste of a perfectly beautiful piece of meat. We were all sadden by the loss. when his face popped out of the pc screen..its as if we wanted to kiss the lcd.... sis 4 planning to do a heath ledger movie marathon! 10 things abt you and a knights tale to celebrate my dateless friday evenings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( im having a flashback to ICA "speed" days when we spent a whole lunch break listening to keanu reeve raves and dreams abt pinching his butt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minus one pogi point in this universe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8200446262006134925?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8200446262006134925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8200446262006134925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8200446262006134925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8200446262006134925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-of-mourning.html' title='a day of mourning'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-3209719417651063250</id><published>2008-01-23T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T20:50:31.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful</title><content type='html'>I will be my anti self today. That means today I will be cheesy and girly and "sentimental and like nice words and all that crap"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* a wonderful story*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a woman who woke up one morning,&lt;br /&gt;looked in the mirror, and noticed she had only three hairs on her head.&lt;br /&gt;Well," she said, "I think I'll braid my hair today?"&lt;br /&gt;So she did and she had a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day she woke up,&lt;br /&gt;looked in the mirror and saw that she had only two hairs on her head.&lt;br /&gt;"H-M-M," she said, "I think I'll part my hair down the middle today?"&lt;br /&gt;So she did and she had a grand day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day she woke up,&lt;br /&gt;looked in the mirror and noticed that she had only one hair on her head.&lt;br /&gt;"Well," she said, "today I'm going to wear my hair in a pony tail."&lt;br /&gt;So she did and she had a fun, fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and noticed that there wasn't a single hair on her head.&lt;br /&gt;"YEA!" she exclaimed, "I don't have to fix my hair today!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attitude is everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live simply,&lt;br /&gt;Love generously&lt;br /&gt;Care deeply&lt;br /&gt;Speak kindly...... .&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass.&lt;br /&gt;It's about learning to dance in the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3209719417651063250?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3209719417651063250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3209719417651063250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3209719417651063250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3209719417651063250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/01/beautiful.html' title='beautiful'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-5477302890029434242</id><published>2008-01-23T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:22:27.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reading my little kanchiu book</title><content type='html'>What the hell will kelvin do with 120 pieces of raw eggs with sanghee stickers on it? are they shittin me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i can give egg candles or egg ceramics ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-5477302890029434242?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/5477302890029434242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=5477302890029434242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5477302890029434242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5477302890029434242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/01/reading-my-little-kanchiu-book.html' title='reading my little kanchiu book'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-5920443368613316631</id><published>2008-01-22T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:25:30.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my little kanchiu book</title><content type='html'>I am apalled to realize how much achuchu is involved in this bruhaha so finally forked over 75 bucks to buy my little kanchiu book and get it out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i finally found it in the store. ... EXAG!! now i know why they call it my LITTLE kanchiu book. Its like 3 inches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they are good!! they really did cram all the chinese crap on everything you need to know about chinese weddings in that three inch piece of scrap. whoever thought of this money enterprsing idea is a genius!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-5920443368613316631?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/5920443368613316631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=5920443368613316631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5920443368613316631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5920443368613316631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-little-kanchiu-book.html' title='my little kanchiu book'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-5210712830917977727</id><published>2008-01-22T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T20:35:25.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 signs you are a W@W addict</title><content type='html'>posted on &lt;a href="mailto:w@w"&gt;w@w&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..6 out of 10 aint so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You start reading an average of 50 emails a day... or at least try to&lt;br /&gt;9. You start referring to yourself as a &lt;a href="mailto:W@Wie"&gt;W@Wie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You take your wedding preparations seriously and try to devote 70% of your life to it.&lt;br /&gt;7. You know www.WeddingsAtWork.com like a back of your hand.&lt;br /&gt;6. You start recommending the website and the &lt;a class="bluelink" target="_top" href="http://waw.weddingsatwork.com/"&gt;W@W eGroup&lt;/a&gt; to your soon-to-be married friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. You know what MIL, H2B, DIY, TMU, OTD means.ed's note: want to know their meanings too?&lt;br /&gt;4. You unconsciously sign your e-mails to your non-W@Wie friends with your name, fiancé's name, date of wedding, ceremony and reception venues.&lt;br /&gt;3. Finishing your suppliers' rating is a dream... other than the wedding, of course.&lt;br /&gt;2. You are now maintaining a blog.&lt;br /&gt;1. Benz is not just a car to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-5210712830917977727?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/5210712830917977727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=5210712830917977727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5210712830917977727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5210712830917977727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/01/10-signs-you-are-ww-addict.html' title='10 signs you are a W@W addict'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-4772823150066616003</id><published>2008-01-19T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T14:31:45.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good designer listens!</title><content type='html'>I miss Larry A!!! sob sob... No one can ever take the place of good ol Larry. He listens to sobstories of a tummy and erases it. He comforts me when i regal him abt the horrors of thunder thighs and makes it disappear. If only, he can make his workmanship as clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fitting with up and coming designer Ronaldo Arnaldo. recommended by fashion icon Reg so have high high hopes. all of us excited for 2 weeks. he came late. and didnt have sis 3's dress yet ( and she was the one who brought her heels hehehe ) . Someone is slightly pissy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Fitting room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: already in dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronaldo: O tanggalin mo na pants mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: umm,, nakatangal na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronaldo: ay.. baka panty line mo lang yan ( referring to the bulge on my front)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: err... panty ko hipster.. tyan ko yan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronaldo: oh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mind bubble probably reads :OH my gosh!!my dress is going to be seen on a cow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vaguely disapointed. Or as my sis and reg described it - blue and white is like a porcelain vase.  and i did tell him i have a baby tummy. Sis 2's color combo was off. But sis4 dresswas to envy!!.. pale tiffany blue with asymetrical neckline. It is official: I will officialy give her the ugliest bridesmaid dress in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supplier Rating:&lt;br /&gt;7 k per long gown. creative effeminate gay person who likes ultra modern styles. Am wary of color suggestions and fit for fat in odd places. Workmanship is impecabble. classy and clean. Wont hurt to try again. Will be more specific next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-4772823150066616003?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/4772823150066616003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=4772823150066616003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/4772823150066616003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/4772823150066616003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-designer-listens.html' title='A good designer listens!'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-3385377755516000084</id><published>2008-01-15T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:51:22.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lifeless</title><content type='html'>just realized how much eating has been part of my daily life. ( daily pm walk to bldg a jasmine milk tea fix, ,evening workouts of ref door opens at night, scouring for munchies in between,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have nothing to do now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3385377755516000084?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3385377755516000084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3385377755516000084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3385377755516000084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3385377755516000084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/01/lifeless.html' title='lifeless'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-8918749987718867754</id><published>2008-01-15T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:20:24.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fasting</title><content type='html'>I have decided upon myself to fast. Not for long legged sakes per se.. but you know.. the nicer definition of fast ( to focus on spiritual nourishment by denying oneself of physical nourishment) I mean, i did lead a group about it so i do know what i am getting into. more or less.i think.i haveto dig my old notes. And besides C is doing it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start today. ( well actually yesterday, but had mental breakdown and scarfed down tinapa and barbecue dinner at angels kitchen with Juni G. before i realized what i was doing.so im moving it today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had ultra light light brkfast cum lunch as to cannot go around with no carbs.. v. unhealthy. Had my official one meal a day at Almon Marina (p.alfredo./roastchicken/.salad/.icetea).  Have not yet discussed with God as to how long this fast is supposed to be. ( im actually afraid i might not last v long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean Jesus did fast 40 days and 40 nights.. im sure i can..right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8918749987718867754?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8918749987718867754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8918749987718867754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8918749987718867754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8918749987718867754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/01/fasting.html' title='fasting'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-8027481468417207905</id><published>2008-01-13T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T15:01:29.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not a bad day after all</title><content type='html'>it was a depressing morning. midway, had to haul my ass to shoppesvilles coz only 1 pad left at home and in middle of period outbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all is not lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for like ages, had no desire to buy anything. zip. today for some reason throwing away christmas earned moolah was thearapeutic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropped by Christian bookstore and got two more dr. parrot books. 380 php total. hmm not bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to jjs. got a white lacey camisole 280 turned to 250 . Lady gave discount after i threw in the jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never fit into off the rack jeans. It was a daily struggle with one loser - me!  However on impulse i tried JJ's american eagle jeans . and IT FITS!!!! is this some miracle ? or maybe getting fatter fills out the lines that makes it fit better?whatver. as long as it works. and the whopper.. it just costs 900 php. Goodbye Viktor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at shoppesvilles food court - reyes barbecue 130. shared a table with some nice christian ladies when they saw me poor lil me tableless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a a store in food court sold  Abercrombipolo in baby blue. 250.not bad. SOLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw ripped up blue jeans. hey..maybe it will fit too. like magic. ( hey i was on a roll here) When saleslady said it was 600. WooHoO!!! i didnt exactly squeal in delight but i think she saw my eyes light up. So i took it inside their dingy lil fitting room. and whaddayasay! IT FITS!! Oohlalala.. plus saleslady fawning over me is good ego buster. SOLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the ripped jeans.. you know that grungey look - I am the waste of the earth, i dont care, casual comfy lounge around vibe... nice. And finally something my sisters actually like. I am not going to show sis where i bought them! hardy har har!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in total i spent :&lt;br /&gt;white camisole - 250&lt;br /&gt;american eagle jeans - 900&lt;br /&gt;abercrombie polo 250&lt;br /&gt;baby doll jeans 600&lt;br /&gt;books 380&lt;br /&gt;food 130&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total 2510. ( 2000k for all the bootylicious loot! 2 jeans and 2 tops wahoo.. im going back )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then today.. i foundmy lost japan pics..its just here in my laptop.. in some crummy folde rcalled canon.yey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8027481468417207905?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8027481468417207905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8027481468417207905' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8027481468417207905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8027481468417207905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/01/not-bad-day-after-all.html' title='not a bad day after all'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-34924860856115546</id><published>2008-01-06T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T13:19:16.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mist photography'/><title type='text'>photohigh</title><content type='html'>happy high from prenup session with lesan and carlo malana of mist photography!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant sleep from excitement . Had hair blowdried the night before. ( i know it sounds stupid but my aunt says she does it all the time. it was worth a try)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOu know those days when its just an ugly face day? my bangs droop and ends are splitty, i got eyebags the size of saucers. I did my own makeup. I look like the leftover crap from that turkey we had for christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret not being able to call Uncle Ike for home service makeup! crappers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really expectingmuch since it was just a shoot for fun thing. i mean i can always call for an official prenup. but when we saw the shots..... blown awayyyy ( super duper galing!!!) i dont think any other photog can measure up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!! my gosh!! while in carride home, we still raving at the magic they have.. It was much more than i can dream of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis 4: bakit sila ( toot toot) panget ang prenup .. eh patrick uy na yun&lt;br /&gt;me: kahit na ( location ) yun.. dapat may naisip siya creative angle diba. parang ang layo talga ng difference with them.&lt;br /&gt;sis 3: wala !crappy na lahat na ng shots nila.&lt;br /&gt;me: eh maskina ! diba patrick uy .. dapat naman magisip maganda angle kasi mahal . Sobra layo naman ng difference.&lt;br /&gt;sis 4 : Who is Patrick Uy? I dont know him!. ( the way she said it really made me crack up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelvin:... --content with his "in the mood for love" shot... as long as there is hongkong he is happy:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-34924860856115546?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/34924860856115546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=34924860856115546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/34924860856115546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/34924860856115546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/01/photohigh.html' title='photohigh'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-1364610620333516570</id><published>2008-01-02T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:23:04.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a chat with N</title><content type='html'>Got this sudden phonecall from N. We talked about stuff like it was yesterday we were pulling an all nighter on a thesis .... She touched down on all the right emotions in one sitting. It sucks that she has to be experience this on Jan 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking up sucks... i can relate.. i kept my grief till time immemorial. In fact, on our kwento we both realized i never told her about the most painful thing that happened on graduation. And she doesnt know that all the time during our march, all i wanted to do was break out in the longest hardest cry of my life ever. How can one find the easy way to erase the hurt? I was so out of touch with my friends, i didnt have anyone intimate to tell to except the person who broke up with me. In fact.. i dont think i have told anyone at all. Well now i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted advice on how i dealt with my pain then. i told her it was not to follow me! im not exactly emotionally stable hardy har har!!! Didnt turn to anyone for a long time plus was one notch lower from being a psychostalker :) cant blame the guy. Perhaps the only good thing i did was avoid romance novels for a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends are important. never lose touch with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For N!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*God can heal a broken heart, but He has to have all the pieces. ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak; sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go. ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God is closest to those with broken hearts. ~Jewish Saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it's better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together. ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Love is like a puzzle. When you're in love, all the pieces fit but when your heart gets broken, it takes a while to get everything back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Let your tears come. Let them water your soul. ~Eileen Mayhew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer... and everything collapses. ~Colette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The heart is the only broken instrument that works. ~T.E. Kalem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional. ~M. Kathleen Casey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Turn your wounds into wisdom. ~Oprah Winfrey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-1364610620333516570?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/1364610620333516570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=1364610620333516570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1364610620333516570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1364610620333516570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/01/chat-with-n.html' title='a chat with N'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-7360066567748482240</id><published>2008-01-01T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T11:53:36.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the year 2008</title><content type='html'>im a bit weepy these days.. maybe you can d blame hormones. ( who knows!) . After watching xmen 3 on the boob tube we had media noche. And then back to being weepy, i decided to throw out old letters from my ten year old ex in manner of brother's letter shredding on christmas eve. ( ex  letters. sis 4 had a blast! wanted to do mine next)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i have this filing folder where i keep letters segregated by person during highschool. I couldnt find ex's there (it must be in the big shoebox for college letters) but i did get to browse through letters from friends. and even first boylets ( i didnt realize we had our own interschool mailing service??  when you think of it is so childish really! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It warms my heart to realize the amount of communication we had in highschool. And the things we discussed were so silly.( i kept everything , even those notes we pass in class written in scrap) As they say ... 10 years from now.. you have to look back and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were worried about how we did in math or in fil quiz or what our answer was in question no. 12. and about how we chose the other person for team partner and not this person and how we say i love you and you are my super close friend and school fairs, and boys and gradpics and what we are going to wear and even stupid dreams of marrying jimmy lin and that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And funny that the people i had the most letters from, i've lost base with. Mainly because we havent kept in touch. Jess K in taiwan and JG.. well we just lost touch.. But i remember her letters of love fondly ( mom actually thought JK was a lesbo!well she's taiwanese and she says love you coz that's how her dictinoary defines it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are some that i don't do a weekly touch base but still do once in a long while. These are the people you share impt and serious thoughts because time is so short to share everything else. These are people you know that you can trust when the going gets tough. These are the people with good hearts through and through ( sl and reg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there are also the bffs. You see them at least once every month. ( once a week max) Those that you touch base with all the minute details of each others lives. somehow..even if you weren't that close in hs, you have become now.. These are the girls that i will probably end up playing mahjong with when we are old and gray and moldy. and We'd  still probably end up gossiping about who and who... ( Jm and tin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are ones that you have the most letters with, were close in hs but not anymore now... Its not heartbreaking really....just a sad awkwardness when i read through them and realize that i cannot rely on them as a friend now. Aquaintance yes...but not the person i would rely on when im in a tough spot...time reveals a lot of things. Perhaps a twinge of regret that i have spent a part of life with them when i could have treasured ties with other people who are truer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember highschool when i was young and full of wonder as to what i will be like 10 years from now... wow... here i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im emo crap. i know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-7360066567748482240?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/7360066567748482240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=7360066567748482240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7360066567748482240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7360066567748482240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2008/01/year-2008.html' title='the year 2008'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-4888962129048524697</id><published>2007-12-31T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T11:35:47.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice read</title><content type='html'>someone gave me a book this Chrismas.. Relationships by Dr. Les and Leslie Parrott. It was read in a time of internal conflict and "emotional baggage". Not that it can heal overnyt but it can open a whole of realizations. here are some nice excerpts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....The miscommunication I witnessed bet mom and dad when i was five  had left such a powerfful imprint oon me that any similar situation coould trigger an onslaught of needless negative feelings. Thsi phenomenon is what pyschologists  mean by "emotional bagggage" and no matter how healthy our home, we all have it.  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** so thats what emo baggage means pala...****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Honesty is a prerequisite to their relationhsip. "genuine friendship" cannot exist when one of the parties is unwilling to hear the truth" says Cicero "and the other is equally indisposed to speak it. " Does this require brutal honesty&gt;? It requires honestly carefully dealt in the context of respect....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart Love doesnt change others.  A person who recognizes flaws in his or her mate during courtship and vows to do a remake after marriage is simply looking for trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-4888962129048524697?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/4888962129048524697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=4888962129048524697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/4888962129048524697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/4888962129048524697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/12/nice-read.html' title='nice read'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-7619611162879111957</id><published>2007-12-24T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T14:44:18.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eggnogs and christmas</title><content type='html'>dec 230 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis 4 made eggnog today.. yummy comforting eggnog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hankering her to make eggnog since 2days ago. we ( ok she) made it from a scratch of eggs, milk, cinammon powder, cream and rhum. I scoured the liquor cabinet for rhum and was able to scrounge  up an unopened bottle of tanduay gold rhum. we stirred the milk and cinnamon together in low heat. Whisked the eggyolk and sugar till pale golden. ( although i whisked and whisked and whisked and its still sunny yellow). Combined both mixtures under the low fire. Whisked the eggwhite with a few sprinkling of confectioners sugar till frothy light and heaped it on top. Add three tablespoons of the liquid clear rum. ( i threw in a fourth for good measure) and we transfered it into our little plastic pitcher to chill inthe ref..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beats a christmas tree anytime... am lookingforward for christmas eve..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-7619611162879111957?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/7619611162879111957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=7619611162879111957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7619611162879111957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7619611162879111957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/12/eggnogs-and-christmas.html' title='eggnogs and christmas'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-6883697476577925883</id><published>2007-12-24T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T11:33:48.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the mad turkey hunt</title><content type='html'>we may be spineless on trees, but everyone is adamant on a turkey for christmas dinner.even if our hunt went all around the  Phil. In mad hunt for turkey, i called mom and tinas,savory, auntie lily for contacts on a seller in corinthians, beko and emailed icaa.. Sis 3amd 4 called her classmates and reg david who will ask yummy mag editor, and bro in davao who asked the chef of the culinary school who called cafe ysabel in manila. we fnally ended up with that one. nobody seemed to trust bro coz sis 3 kep asking him if naorder na ba talga. are you sure na ba.  coz if not we are all going to stuff and serve him for dinner.. oh well we will be picking up our turkey at 5 today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hobbes and landes also sells turkey. pick up at podium.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-6883697476577925883?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/6883697476577925883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=6883697476577925883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/6883697476577925883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/6883697476577925883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/12/mad-turkey-hunt.html' title='the mad turkey hunt'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-3134065540402425508</id><published>2007-12-19T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T14:45:57.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Turkeyless treeless Christmas</title><content type='html'>Every Christmas, the Bang/Chua Family brings out their respective family trees. Ako has her outsourced interior decorated tree ( theme changes every year ). Beko gets ako's giant old tree and wraps them up in large fluffy silk and ribbons and shiny balls. Ama gets Ernie from manila to decorate her Davao home. Diche has a nice one in Davao. And of course us... The Bangs with the most pityful of all trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For like a decade we had a tall thin white tree in the middle of snowless manila. It was decorated with glass balls with different shades of pink and gold glitter. I believed it was supposed to be elegant but it wasn't Then after we finally decided we have to change to green, dad bought one on sale at SNR.. (800 php a steal) It was the "tamad" tree coz all you have to do is attach the branch ( not leaves .. but the whole appendage) to the trunk. It was so pityful and thin, even our dog wouldnt wnat to own it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, because the house was under construction plus china trip, we didnt take it out anymore. ( personally i think we are just too lazy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, we have decided to buy a spanking new one. Except that we did it so late... ( last week), all the trees in SM are sold out. The same tree sells in rustans at 4 k more expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we contemplated if we get that or get those itsie bitsie small trees that you see in Archie comics. The one's where the happy and fulfilled orphans have before they are to be replaced by Veronica Lodge's donations. We can be the poor but happy family. Or we can get the nice brand new spanking one and be the elegant but cold family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis 4: well we cant pull off elegant so lets be the poor but happy family tree.&lt;br /&gt;me: how about if we just buy cartolina and draw a tree.&lt;br /&gt;Sis4: or illustration board. The two dimensional tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thanks to the dvd drama on the "Hills" , we havent gotten our bummy ass to actually buy cartolina yet. and even if techically,we received free rustans gcs, we just didnt like the idea of being ripped off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So six days before Christmas and still no tree. at least we still have turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or so we thought. Today, we called ever so dependable Aurelios.. (always late in delivering their turkey) They are actually refusing orders for Christmas now. We started calling other caterers but it seems everyone is fully loaded with orders....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to do.. what to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3134065540402425508?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3134065540402425508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3134065540402425508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3134065540402425508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3134065540402425508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/12/turkeyless-treeless-christmas.html' title='a Turkeyless treeless Christmas'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-8883314840177870043</id><published>2007-12-01T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T11:09:05.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HappY Tree Friends</title><content type='html'>been selling htf tees with maris. funky funky designs and the one i got for kelv has been getting comments frm law school people. Who are the HTF ?   i know that they are those ym characters that giggle heeheeheee ( as pso put it.. giggles like me.. heeheehee) and i tot,,, arent they so adorable....not to mention i get posts of cute! i love! comments on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i never really watched the cartoon til now... fall out boy's mtv video ... ( after a client request of flippy killing somebody design) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que horror!!! delete delete delete! kids watch this!?!?!? they got to be kidding me.. i have taken  part in the promotion for death and violence to this society. the blood! the gore! the  carnage!! aggghhh!!! and pretty much almost all tees are on reserved now. This business is making a killing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8883314840177870043?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8883314840177870043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8883314840177870043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8883314840177870043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8883314840177870043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-tree-friends.html' title='HappY Tree Friends'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-1575226362266119412</id><published>2007-11-29T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T11:15:40.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pen lobby mutiny</title><content type='html'>this morning.. kelvs pissy about all this coup crap. im like..what are you mad about?its not like you are the president or something. and look! class is cancelled whee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the tanks got into the pen manila lobby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelv's mad at trillanes. mainly because economy shot down and so will his weaning stocks tom. im just mad at those tanks. and trillanes...well he is just a plain idiot. who does he think he is dealing with.... This is GMA! She is like... DARTH VADER's MENTOR for crying out loud!  and even luke skywalker took three movies to defeat the dark side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** has trillanes not watched 300? strategy is key... he could have gotten mandarin instead. the lobby is narrower!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-1575226362266119412?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/1575226362266119412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=1575226362266119412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1575226362266119412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1575226362266119412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/11/pen-lobby-mutiny.html' title='the pen lobby mutiny'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-5412823295406841343</id><published>2007-11-29T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T20:32:19.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the bridal panic and trillanes</title><content type='html'>i am getting exceedingly overwhelmed. joined this wedding at works email group list and my mailbox is overloaded with anxious oc type a brides all wanting the perfect wedding. I've got dec 2008 brides with complete lists of thier paid suppliers..im like.. WHAT?!? what the.... and here i am,putting eveyrthing off till..i dont know when..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is what i am definitely sure about though..i will be getting the pen manila..( because its the only one that confirms me on the auspicious date and i love the lobby )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i get a text from sis 3 today --U have no more hotel..may tank pumask as loby ng pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they got to be kidding.... i checked my email box and i can see the panic rising from bridezillas confirmed at pen. they even got a live feed for monitor on a bride's who booked tonight at pen. ( smallworld,couple's parents turns out to be family friends eheheh ..) and then another email to pray for the &lt;a href="mailto:w@w"&gt;w@w&lt;/a&gt; brides with pen receptions tom and the next and then to pray for country.. had to laugh.. ( talk about priorities) . here is the live accounts of a wedding photographer.. ( oh yeah, i asked him, he wont be availble on dec 7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://dinolarablog.com/?p=920" target="_blank"&gt;http://dinolarablog.com/?p=920&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;il call pen tomorow.. baka may 50 % discount na.. the tv is on na.. i can see tank ramming pen's gate . OUCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-5412823295406841343?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/5412823295406841343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=5412823295406841343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5412823295406841343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5412823295406841343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/11/bridal-panic-and-trillanes.html' title='the bridal panic and trillanes'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-3656868168582114188</id><published>2007-10-27T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T05:15:08.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENGAGEDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Its a LONg CRAzY WonderFUl HeaDBanGing SToryyy!! will not write it down coz i might cry again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3656868168582114188?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3656868168582114188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3656868168582114188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3656868168582114188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3656868168582114188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/10/engageddddddddddddd.html' title='ENGAGEDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-241580773243573263</id><published>2007-10-10T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T22:26:26.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissy bitchy me</title><content type='html'>felt overly pissy the whole week since last fri. Maybe its the hormones talking but i was definitely a bitch all the way. to everyone mostly. got the hp number so i can complain on the hp 6828 for jolf. Actually i just wanted to complain. was on stress lately so i needed to vent. bec that is what customer service is for...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-241580773243573263?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/241580773243573263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=241580773243573263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/241580773243573263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/241580773243573263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/10/pissy-bitchy-me.html' title='pissy bitchy me'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-9001158506370883383</id><published>2007-10-10T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T22:22:22.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>so sad why some friendship have to change dynamics because of a certain something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-9001158506370883383?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/9001158506370883383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=9001158506370883383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/9001158506370883383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/9001158506370883383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/10/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-3966338671922754124</id><published>2007-10-07T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T18:46:19.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tivoli at the mandarin oriental makati</title><content type='html'>promise self to follow 1 k budget strictly. Armed with jan's m card at 50 % off. If i buy 1k each main course, we can spend 1k only. 1200 max. dats 500 each. And i have willpower not to give in to kelvin who will proabbly cave in like a lil kid and get the 2300 tasting menu. Someone has to have the discipline in this relationshiop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called the tivoli except this foreigner kept answering the phone so i felt embarassed to ask how much are the meals on his menu. And then when i get there... the people are too much accomodating, you find yourself embarassed to not order! I believe its resto protocol for them to chat up to every table - both waiters and the german manager who is the guy keeps answering their freaking fone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i was computing the menu in my head, when every five minutes or so the waiter keeps coming up with wine sir? anything to drink? is everything all right sir/miss? what kind of bread ( free) would you like? and this are the dippings ( olive oil,special spices and herb butter) and bringing the raw steak/fish in front of us and explaining each cut blah blah blah. and then kelv keeps salivating on the tasting menu and keeps asking if he can at least order the 3 course meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i paniked coz my mind is concentrating on three things - waiter/kelvin/price ( and you know i suck at math).. Im like pls people!!! waiters manager and boyfriend! stop talking to me! just let us be so i can order whatver i want! ( which is the cheap budget version at half price off!) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warm starter - roasted quail with gnocchi ( 600+++ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entree - (mine)potato crusted fillet of fish with chocoalte fondue and caviar and bits of black crisp rice ( 950++)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(his) wagyu beef cheeks, shaved cheese, and few potato fries ( 950++)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by 3/4ths of the meal, i say what the heck!! might as well forget it since im overbudget anyway and ordered dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;souffle grandmarnier with truffle chocolate ( 400++ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total bill 1890 :( ..but the food? deifinitekly yummy. everything complemented well together&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3966338671922754124?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3966338671922754124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3966338671922754124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3966338671922754124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3966338671922754124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/10/dinner-at-tivoli-at-mandarin-oriental.html' title='tivoli at the mandarin oriental makati'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-8859544609706416983</id><published>2007-10-07T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:52:33.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>proud to be ...ican</title><content type='html'>Jan sent me a link to a blog called Immaculate Material Girl..right at the moment i was reading about it at the icaa mailing list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="return ShowLinkWarning()" href="http://72.14.235.104/search?q=cache:4rdIvJydoiIJ:bulitas.blogspot.com/2007/08/daughters-of-immaculate-material-girl.html+http://bulitas.blogspot.com/2007/08/daughters-of-immaculate-material-girl.html&amp;amp;hl=tl&amp;amp;ct=clnk&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;gl=ph&amp;amp;client=firefox-a" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://72.14.235.104/search?q=cache:4rdIvJydoiIJ:bulitas.blogspot.com/2007/08/daughters-of-immaculate-material-girl.html+http://bulitas.blogspot.com/2007/08/daughters-of-immaculate-material-girl.html&amp;amp;hl=tl&amp;amp;ct=clnk&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;gl=ph&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine the man is entitled to his own personal opinion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the guy is a blithering idiot. First of all, it doesnt take a law degree to realize the probability of getting sued for posting the actual pictures. ... a negative write up with pictures. He is asking for trouble ...that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, he just lost a whole market segment. Its a business transaction for crying out loud. unprofessional photogr to do bad publicity for clientele and post their pics on the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear its a new studio ( whatver happen to child's play?) this year but bet my socks off thats the last gig he'll get from ica. Imagine all the debuts and weddings and parties he could have been doing if he got it right. A very bad idea to piss off the community that sustains half of the country's economy. definitely wrong career move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt find d posts with the actual pics and the 200 + scathing remarks. In lieu is an apology.  but i have a feeling the "stage mothers" wont be letting him off easy. Because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell Hath no Fury than a woman scorn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8859544609706416983?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8859544609706416983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8859544609706416983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8859544609706416983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8859544609706416983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/10/proud-to-be-ican.html' title='proud to be ...ican'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-4696342426265240231</id><published>2007-10-03T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T01:00:59.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to blogger.</title><content type='html'>im back. realized wordpress is not conducive for my perfect flow of thought. * beats me ..something to do with design? so im back with blogger. I love it here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-4696342426265240231?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/4696342426265240231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=4696342426265240231' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/4696342426265240231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/4696342426265240231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-to-blogger.html' title='back to blogger.'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-323873006487024449</id><published>2007-10-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T00:46:20.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wahoo</title><content type='html'>to celebrate kelvin's thesis defense ( all i prayed for was that it passes! no revision or redefense) today we plan to celebrate in somwhere great to eat. Not decided but craving for one with something steak and wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really prayed prayed prayed. and I thank God that it was answered :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-323873006487024449?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/323873006487024449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=323873006487024449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/323873006487024449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/323873006487024449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/10/wahoo.html' title='wahoo'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-7937892227082677699</id><published>2007-09-18T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T17:44:42.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>http://littledot.wordpress.com/</title><content type='html'>have moved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... i will miss blogger.... especially this dotty design. but thats life. The most constant thing is change : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://littledot.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://littledot.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-7937892227082677699?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/7937892227082677699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=7937892227082677699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7937892227082677699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7937892227082677699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/09/httplittledotwordpresscom.html' title='http://littledot.wordpress.com/'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-3300222571293610878</id><published>2007-09-16T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:47:49.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big binondo food wok'/><title type='text'>lost and scared in binondo</title><content type='html'>have signed up for ivan mandy's chinatown food tour. delirously happy to getin free! kelv and sis 4 paid up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binondo is hot sweaty dirty gritty and grubby.. as "chinaboy" said... no pedestrians here in chinatown... we need to scamper and run." And boy did we scamper and run!! by the time "chinaboy" started on the history, all we can think of is "I need aircon! aircon!!Sis 3 was like.. im acually going to give up. Am jealous of the boys swimming at the community pool ( which happened to be the fountain at the center of the plaza) Finally, after what was like eternity, we were fed at engbeetin where we were saved from heat stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food -- some genuinely good, some so so . Being a fil chi takes away the element of surprise from the three of us all cranky, complaining and far far away from the comforts of greenhills. Plus we got lost in the crazy streets and kept getting splashed with droplets of water leaking from somewhere up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pinoys are happy. We demand for an advanced food tour for the chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we made bet on who will be the first to get LBM. I put my money on kelv. I know i have an iron stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home now. and so far nobody has struck on the toilets yet. and i get craving for the new discovery of panfried siopao ( no. 3) and bicho bicho somewhere in front of shintonyon. except only i dont think i can survive binondo again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3300222571293610878?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3300222571293610878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3300222571293610878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3300222571293610878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3300222571293610878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/09/lost-in-binondo.html' title='lost and scared in binondo'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-4309635719277946273</id><published>2007-09-11T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:29:48.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WELCOME TO DE VENECIA! This year's star of Macau. we visited it 6 days after opening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuaWhgYhvcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wD_SsTXIVOc/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108936329671065026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuaWhgYhvcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wD_SsTXIVOc/s320/Copy+of+IMG_0643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 pounds thanks to MGTB ! last meal at Littoral&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuaWiAYhvdI/AAAAAAAAAI8/g0XgBeEkvxI/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_0881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108936338260999634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuaWiAYhvdI/AAAAAAAAAI8/g0XgBeEkvxI/s320/Copy+of+IMG_0881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;one of the endless hallways in Venecia &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuaWigYhveI/AAAAAAAAAJE/w1k4iDaBpEk/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108936346850934242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuaWigYhveI/AAAAAAAAAJE/w1k4iDaBpEk/s320/Copy+of+IMG_0660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-4309635719277946273?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/4309635719277946273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=4309635719277946273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/4309635719277946273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/4309635719277946273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuaWhgYhvcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wD_SsTXIVOc/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_0643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-8337715236234251051</id><published>2007-09-10T10:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:25:55.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>view this with head left side up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Double vision at the ama temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSxbQYhvYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/IkHUGny4CcM/s1600-h/IMG_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108402959157411202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSxbQYhvYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/IkHUGny4CcM/s200/IMG_0486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;part of lobby at Wynn Macau Hotel .. Last year's star of Macau! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSxbwYhvZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/DeXdLyBV_Q0/s1600-h/IMG_0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108402967747345810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSxbwYhvZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/DeXdLyBV_Q0/s200/IMG_0539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8337715236234251051?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8337715236234251051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8337715236234251051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8337715236234251051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8337715236234251051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/09/double-vision-at-ama-temple-part-of.html' title='view this with head left side up'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSxbQYhvYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/IkHUGny4CcM/s72-c/IMG_0486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-8777847604733378877</id><published>2007-09-10T10:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T10:38:35.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8777847604733378877?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8777847604733378877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8777847604733378877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8777847604733378877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8777847604733378877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-6199248733949310558</id><published>2007-09-10T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:10:28.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing macau pic</title><content type='html'>Our accomodation at Casa Real Hotel and Casino... Single rooms kami lahat!! bonggaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSsZgYhvTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/NFHQgnVXiSg/s1600-h/IMG_0438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108397431534501170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSsZgYhvTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/NFHQgnVXiSg/s320/IMG_0438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tiger Air ladies at Museo de Macao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSsZwYhvUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/9YstiNu0EhQ/s1600-h/IMG_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108397435829468482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSsZwYhvUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/9YstiNu0EhQ/s320/IMG_0500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;one of the little chandeliers at Hotel Venecia &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSsagYhvVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/i9Z1WgQvhRo/s1600-h/IMG_0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108397448714370386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSsagYhvVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/i9Z1WgQvhRo/s320/IMG_0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HOTEL VENECIA's shopping area ... INSIDE the hotel not outside.. the ceiling is fake. cool isnt it? ) The Venecia Hotel Macau is twice the size of Venecia in Las Vegas . their grand stadium holds 15,000 people and will be having cirque le soleil soon. 10 years contract&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSsawYhvWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/g8hx0uToBu8/s1600-h/IMG_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108397453009337698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSsawYhvWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/g8hx0uToBu8/s320/IMG_0695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;360 buffet at Macau Tower&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSsbQYhvXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7usEg3UyX1I/s1600-h/IMG_0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108397461599272306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSsbQYhvXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7usEg3UyX1I/s320/IMG_0804.JPG" 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/8106848-6199248733949310558?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/6199248733949310558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=6199248733949310558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/6199248733949310558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/6199248733949310558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/09/amazing-macau-pic.html' title='amazing macau pic'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSsZgYhvTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/NFHQgnVXiSg/s72-c/IMG_0438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-152697241690751249</id><published>2007-09-10T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:17:00.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing macau</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love love love Macau Government Tourism Office. Officially resposble for thighs now bigger than the size of panama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSoCgYhvQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/HB97oQU9Am8/s1600-h/IMG_0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108392638350998786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSoCgYhvQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/HB97oQU9Am8/s320/IMG_0851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while waiting for the rest to finish shopping... at senado square &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSoDAYhvRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/CVa3qftEQE4/s1600-h/IMG_0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108392646940933394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSoDAYhvRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/CVa3qftEQE4/s320/IMG_0862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;our last meal at ristorante el littoral &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSoDgYhvSI/AAAAAAAAAHk/J3ETsvYCH04/s1600-h/IMG_0871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108392655530868002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSoDgYhvSI/AAAAAAAAAHk/J3ETsvYCH04/s320/IMG_0871.JPG" 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/8106848-152697241690751249?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/152697241690751249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=152697241690751249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/152697241690751249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/152697241690751249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/09/amazing-macau.html' title='amazing macau'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/RuSoCgYhvQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/HB97oQU9Am8/s72-c/IMG_0851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-3948234744544515859</id><published>2007-09-10T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:11:54.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>macau famtour was fab!</title><content type='html'>loved it loved it loved it! in an attempt to bring peeps to macau.. we were plied with food and wine... literally! just like they do to those casino high rollers. and i have never drunk so many sangrias and wine for five straight days. I was half drunk almost most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mgtb PR exec Allorino is great gracious host. The kind who isnt loud and noisy. Instead is subtle gentleman who will point out quietly to waiter to refill almost empty glass or change plate or bring the next course or stuff. and there is no request not fulfilled. Its like you can order anythng you want. and the restos! the food! glorious food! my gosh! macanese, portugues, italian, chinese plus the macau tower 360 degree buffet! its those kind kelv and me will enjoy on a full wallet. Foodie heaven! . and That is why he is MGTB pr exec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only regret was i chickened out on the SKYJUMP at the macau tower. did the corny skywalk x instead. Libre pa naman.... drat! im such a loser.... and it was one of the main reason i went to famtour considering i use to thought macau was corny. promise self to do it on next visit. even if i have to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FILIPINO TRAVEL AGENTS’ FAMILIARIZATION TRIP IN MACAU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 05-09, 2007&lt;br /&gt;ITINERARY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 5, 2007, Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1315 Depart Diosdado Macapagal International Airport, Clark, Pampanga for Macau via TR 903&lt;br /&gt;1510 Arrival at the Macau International Airport, reception by MGTO PR Executive&lt;br /&gt;Check in at hotel&lt;br /&gt;1830 Pick-up at Hotel Lobby, Visit the Fisherman’s Wharf&lt;br /&gt;1930 Dinner at a local Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;Visit the Casino Grand Lisboa&lt;br /&gt;Free for Leisure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 6, 2007, Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0930 Pick-up at Hotel Lobby&lt;br /&gt;City Tour with visits to the Penha Church, A-ma Temple, Ruins of St. Paul, Macau Museum,&lt;br /&gt;Saint Dominic Church, Senado Square&lt;br /&gt;1315 Lunch at a Local Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;1430 Continuation of City Tour, Site Inspection of the Macau Tower &amp; experience Skywalk X&lt;br /&gt;1615 Site Inspection of Star World&lt;br /&gt;1700 Site Inspection of Wynn Macau&lt;br /&gt;1730 Free for Leisure&lt;br /&gt;1900 Pick-Up at Hotel Lobby&lt;br /&gt;1915 Greyhound Races&lt;br /&gt;2000 Dinner at a Local Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;2130 Visit the Sands Casino&lt;br /&gt;Free for Leisure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 7, 2007, Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0930 Pick-Up at Hotel Lobby&lt;br /&gt;Visit the Lou Lim Iok Garden&lt;br /&gt;1030 Site Inspection of Hotel Holiday Inn&lt;br /&gt;1100 Site Inspection of Hotel Taipa Square&lt;br /&gt;1130 Site Inspection of Taipa Best Western Hotel&lt;br /&gt;Island Tour, Taipa Monument, Taipa Houses Museum, Taipa Food Street&lt;br /&gt;1300 Lunch at a Local Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;1500 Site Inspection at the Venetian&lt;br /&gt;1600 Site Inspection of Beverly Plaza, Visit the Macau Grand Prix &amp;amp; Wine Museum&lt;br /&gt;1630 Free for Leisure / Shopping&lt;br /&gt;1945 Pick-Up at Hotel Lobby&lt;br /&gt;2000 Dinner at a Local Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;2130 Visit the Wynn Casino Macau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 8, 2007, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0900 Pick-Up at Hotel Lobby&lt;br /&gt;Cotai Strip, Hac Sa Beach, A-Ma Village, Cheoc Van Beach, St. Francis Church&lt;br /&gt;1000 Site inspection of Westin Resort&lt;br /&gt;1030 Day trip to Zhuhai (own arrangements)&lt;br /&gt;1700 Return to Hotel&lt;br /&gt;1915 Pick-Up at the Hotel&lt;br /&gt;1930 Dinner at a local restaurant&lt;br /&gt;Free for leisure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 9, 2007, Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000 Pick-up at Hotel Lobby&lt;br /&gt;1030 Mass Service, Visit Rua de Felicidade &amp;amp; Pawnshop Museum&lt;br /&gt;1200 Lunch at a local restaurant&lt;br /&gt;1330 Pick-Up at Hotel and transfer to Macau International Airport&lt;br /&gt;1510 Departure to the Philippines on Flt TR 902&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3948234744544515859?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3948234744544515859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3948234744544515859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3948234744544515859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3948234744544515859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/09/macau-famtour-was-fab.html' title='macau famtour was fab!'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-5999156929023572127</id><published>2007-09-08T08:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:42:53.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kelvin's article</title><content type='html'>this makes me go awww.. Go Pinoy! dapat laging Hapee!!! in macau am positively annoyed at peeps who think im macanese. NOoo NOooo NOoo .. our tour group reminded me how babaw we are. Kahit ano ginagawang joke! dats why we happy country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babble on By Kelvin King Lee Sept. 7, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Positive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended a seminar last week where Rico Hizon gave atalk on Leading in a Cross-Cultural environment. Mr.Hizon is currently the only Filipino broadcaster inBBC (British Broadcasting Corporation). The AsianBusiness Report, the TV show which he anchors, isconsidered to be one of the most well-respected andwidely watched business news show on Asia. When askedhow someone could become as successful as he was, hesaid “you always have to be happy.” The reason he didso well in BBC, which is a multi-cultural officefilled with people from all over the world, wasbecause he always injected a positive aspect into theworkplace. He avoided cynics and infected his unitwith optimism. I loved his talk so much I told my girlfriend aboutit. I was going on and on about how we should havemore Filipinos like Mr. Hizon, instead of the millionsof depressed and cynical people here, and how thePhilippines was such a negative place. I didn’t noticethat I had been ranting and complaining about ourcountry for a good 15 minutes or so, until she touchedmy elbow and quietly told me that I was being negativenow.That floored me. I had become exactly what I didn’t want to be. Acynic. A whiner and complainer who can’t even seem tosay nice things about his own country. I lookedthrough some of my articles in the last few years andit confirmed what I had just figured out. I was acynic. But that didn’t mean I had to stay one. If there isone thing I have learned from Rico Hizon’s talk isthat being positive can move mountains. Mr. Hizon’ssecret weapon was his positive, can-do attitude, whichwas infectious. It made me feel like I could doanything. Imagine if we could multiply that feeling,that attitude a million-fold and infect all Filipinos.Being positive isn’t an isolated thing. A positiveattitude played a key role for Colin Powell, a formerChairman of the U.S. Joint Chiefs of Staff and formerSecretary of State. One of his mottos is “perpetualoptimism is a force-multiplier.” A force-multiplier isa term referring to a factor that increases andmultiplies the effectiveness of a group or unit.Optimism, or being positive, essentially makes peoplemore effective. And optimism was what made ColinPowell a great success. A recent bestselling book written by Rhonda Byrnesentitled “The Secret,” claims to hold the key tobecoming a great success. The Secret is basically theLaw of Attraction. You attract to yourself what youthink. “It works like a magnet,” says Bob Proctor, anexpert on the Law of Attraction, “drawing to you whatyou put out.” So if you think positively, positivethings happen to you. You think negatively, negativeand obviously BAD things will happen to you. And just in case you haven’t noticed, we are a countryof very negative people. We think badly, andnegatively of our government. We think negatively ofour country (admit it, how often do you say nicethings about the Philippines when you go abroad?). Weeven think negatively about ourselves as a people. Whyelse would so many want to leave and changecitizenships?If we are going to change this country, it’s clear itstarts within ourselves. And it starts withinourselves by being positive. So I say it’s time tomake a change. Let’s stop being cynics and being sodown about the Philippines. Let perpetual optimismmultiply the effectiveness of the Filipino people. Letpositive thoughts attract positive things in ourlives. Let’s do what Rico Hizon does and “always behappy.” Be positive. And maybe, just maybe, we can change thePhilippines, for the better. (Email me at babbleoncolumn@yahoo.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-5999156929023572127?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/5999156929023572127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=5999156929023572127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5999156929023572127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5999156929023572127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/09/kelvins-article.html' title='kelvin&apos;s article'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-4774748458178624161</id><published>2007-09-03T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T02:00:19.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>conspiracy plot</title><content type='html'>I have a sinister feeling that bro is secretly paying sis 4 to bake cookies and muffins for me every night. This is black ops. I am half tempted to dope his green tea pills. This is a conspiracy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the brighter side, sis 4 have agreed to bake lace cookies for kelv to bring to davao at cost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrap mochi and go lace lace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-4774748458178624161?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/4774748458178624161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=4774748458178624161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/4774748458178624161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/4774748458178624161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/09/conspiracy-plot.html' title='conspiracy plot'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-2556586793029480395</id><published>2007-09-03T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T01:50:40.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where is vicky when you need her?</title><content type='html'>hav to dress up for macau famtour. Coz wynn casino no accept rubber tshirt flipflops.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Gimmik outfits havent gone out for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying on outfits for an hour. Have come to realization dat i dont have anything to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bec i dont have anything to wear but because i have legs the size of Panama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont need new clothes. I need lipo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-2556586793029480395?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/2556586793029480395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=2556586793029480395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/2556586793029480395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/2556586793029480395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/09/where-is-vicky-when-you-need-her.html' title='where is vicky when you need her?'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-7289680541037512854</id><published>2007-08-29T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T00:33:34.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today is yoga achiever award day</title><content type='html'>enrolled another 12 session of vinyasa yoga. that means i have already completed my first 12! lifetime achievement award for lazy bummy me here. also gave self  turquoise  nike sports bra/blouse ( on sale 20 % off ) as reward since will be using it for 12 more times anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exchanged books with maris whose mega office in same building. i asked her if it was ala ugly betty in there.  too bad it was not. as per her: the people were nicer and THE closet is actually an aparador. awww too bad. I would like to imagine it being ala Ugly Betty with a mark and amanda somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another fav site i have been stalking  &lt;a href="http://www.kitchencow.com/category/bento/"&gt;http://www.kitchencow.com/category/bento/&lt;/a&gt; dreaming of making kelv baon soon. but i doubt it if il ever keep it up. .have a feeling he will pretty soon end up with bread slapped together on last nights leftover meat inside it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-7289680541037512854?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/7289680541037512854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=7289680541037512854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7289680541037512854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7289680541037512854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-is-yoga-achiever-award-day.html' title='today is yoga achiever award day'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-7914043535817432450</id><published>2007-08-27T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T21:40:15.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the telenovela trap</title><content type='html'>crap! have already fallen into the seedy sappy world of telenovelas. Ma and sis 2 keeps watching marimar and impostora and now i have gotten sucked into the whole shebang. can't believe my freaking mind that i am actually kilig to death at seryo and mari mar's moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will have to soap my brain soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ding dong dantes seems cute.. NO!! NO!!! NO!!! STOP IT! WHACK HEAD ON TABLE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-7914043535817432450?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/7914043535817432450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=7914043535817432450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7914043535817432450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7914043535817432450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/08/telenovela-trap.html' title='the telenovela trap'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-3207266932375229281</id><published>2007-08-26T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:44:42.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>colayco allnighter</title><content type='html'>glad to have done the allnighter with colayco peeps at maris' condo last night... it was a taboo / pit night with lauries special ginpon mix. My first time to like drinking coz she made it actually not taste like gin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will know that they came from ab psych. ( i shfted self to mct 2nd yr). I mean.. talk about spacial development while playing taboo!!  A far cry from the business sector. its gives me a fresh perspective of life than the usual one i have.. Sometimes i wonder if how warped my values have become lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont get me wrong. i love my hs barkada. They are like the fuzzy warm pajamas i always wear.. we can be nice or catty or gossipy and still love each other to death. But you have to touch base with different friends too coz that is how you get to not stay in the constant state of mind you already am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauries Gin Pon mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: 1/3 water, 1/3 gin (any gin is ok, gilbey's or gsm blue is fine), 1/3 ice, juice powder (Ponkana pomelo but we got orange since it was out of stock)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix them all together in a pitcher. and voila! measurements depending on alchoholic tolerance of crowd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3207266932375229281?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3207266932375229281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3207266932375229281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3207266932375229281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3207266932375229281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/08/colayco-allnighter.html' title='colayco allnighter'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-8752966515522864455</id><published>2007-08-15T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T11:52:15.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missed kadayawan again// The kid of mom about town</title><content type='html'>missed the kadawayan festivities again. made sama ama on Aug 12 coz it was the date before ghost month ( drat that ghost month). Parade on the 18th but i couldnt stay for one week in davao could i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met mom about town and her kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid read the comics version of rich dad poor dad. ( kelv lent me one but i never got around to it) and she is just six years old. she cant even read the big words posted on the resto. I cant believe she can actually comprehend the meaning of assets liabilities and doodads. Dont you learn those stuff in college?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her what they mean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"assets is this and this and this.. pointing to restaurants chairs, tables. etc. something you make money out of. or when you have land and you can build a house etc. etc. She kinda lost me on her lengthy explanation of liabilities but she definitely hit the nail on the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap and i learned all that in accounting !!! what do they feed kids nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to double check on the comprehension level of my 20 year old sister ( credit it to the great education of DLSU ) . I asked her what assets is when i came back. Her version was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"assets is something you can sell."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8752966515522864455?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8752966515522864455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8752966515522864455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8752966515522864455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8752966515522864455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/08/missed-kadayawan-again.html' title='missed kadayawan again// The kid of mom about town'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-604189017512156088</id><published>2007-08-14T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T19:35:15.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink kitchen'/><title type='text'>pink kitchen moment</title><content type='html'>went to the Pink Kitchen event last sat. my wallet is crying. 200 per person. and what hurts is that they give it free to media with id and i dont have id. ever. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( im now officially worried about the state of my bank account. For a week now, i am surviving solely on the 40 pesos in my wallet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our seatmate was actually friendly and made us try her food - embotido and crickets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a bit wary about the crickets but she shoved the insects onto my plate so it was too rude not to eat it. Its a good thing Kelvin was at least man enough to do try the little buggers first. ( after he let me shoot first at the firing range!!! ) because secretly ... I wanted to know if it was squishy when you bite into it. It tasted mealy and not bad at all. just pretend you dont see its little antennae poking out of its fat body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is jampacked with foodies im sure. This one moment.. i was staring at a girl trying to take a shot of an empanada. probably for her blog. Right at that moment.. i got this overwhelming feeling that I am done with being afoodie. (or trying to be one?). Foodie blogs are overrated and overdone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course that shouldn't stop us from eating good food. But to be immersed in it too much that you will pay 400 bucks for entrance and spend 2-3 thou for dinner hmmm ill try to lay low for a while. ( except for a few special occasions probably)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe if im craving for something french&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe if i wanted a romantic dinner date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe if we get our earnings from our stocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe if someone revives my bank account again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-604189017512156088?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/604189017512156088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=604189017512156088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/604189017512156088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/604189017512156088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/08/pink-kitchen-moment.html' title='pink kitchen moment'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-6565420508054809585</id><published>2007-08-05T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:49:09.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ratatouille</title><content type='html'>feeling domestic the other night so i took a couple of fresh mushrooms, rubbed balsamic vinegar over it, sprinkled parmesan cheese, rosemary and garlic and popped it into the oven toaster. I then peeled and pared an apple into extra thin slices, sprinkled it with white sugar and placed it besides the mushrooms so that i can have something sweet to balance the earthy taste of the mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i gobbled it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the apple is a miracle bec honestly the last time i attempted to peel one was like in 5th grade probably or even younger than that. It was too hard for me. I was practically into tears wondering how the hell will i get married and cook if i cant even peel a simple apple. After that, i never tried again. I was amazed now that i can actually do it. its actually not so hard as i thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-6565420508054809585?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/6565420508054809585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=6565420508054809585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/6565420508054809585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/6565420508054809585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/08/ratatouille.html' title='ratatouille'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-8665986864357346275</id><published>2007-08-02T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T19:52:40.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the spaghetti squash</title><content type='html'>beko told us about this magic squash which you boil and voila!  open it up and you have spaghetti ! It was so magic! and crunchy and the strands was like paper thin and the best part of all? 37 calories at 4 ounces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fabulousfoods.com/features/featuring/spagsquash.html"&gt;http://www.fabulousfoods.com/features/featuring/spagsquash.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8665986864357346275?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8665986864357346275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8665986864357346275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8665986864357346275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8665986864357346275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/08/spaghetti-squash.html' title='the spaghetti squash'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-188402898672329808</id><published>2007-08-01T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T01:56:06.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to fhm or not to fhm ?</title><content type='html'>watched pinoy debate on the female exploitation in magazines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally im anti Fhm. All i can ever thank it for is the realization that I am Not Lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always either get (1) bored or (2) grossed out reading FHM. (and unfortunately its the only reading material in the boys bathroom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this reminds me of a story my bro 's friend :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother made a security check on yaya's luggage to find porn mag. She admitted that she stole from sir. Now she was pretty smart not to say which sir. The mother just assumed it was the father. When the uncle and the son came home and got wind of the news that yaya was caught stealing porn and she was sent away. They all secretly checked their hidden stash. Of course, no one can exactly voice out that their's was missing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-188402898672329808?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/188402898672329808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=188402898672329808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/188402898672329808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/188402898672329808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-fhm-or-not-to-fhm.html' title='to fhm or not to fhm ?'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-3841851311112445122</id><published>2007-07-31T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:43:11.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>japan pix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Write a wish on these wooden scrolls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4xXE7OnVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7K-nNcdPwM4/s1600-h/IMG_2420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093062501131525458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4xXE7OnVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7K-nNcdPwM4/s200/IMG_2420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love Nakamise Shopping Street! Its so inherently Japanese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4xXk7OnWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/qeRhVEaquD0/s1600-h/IMG_2426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093062509721460066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4xXk7OnWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/qeRhVEaquD0/s200/IMG_2426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They got a lot of itsy bitsy dogs..unlike Europe and States where the dogs are humongous&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4xYE7OnXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/HvNttJfhl6E/s1600-h/IMG_2733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093062518311394674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4xYE7OnXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/HvNttJfhl6E/s200/IMG_2733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i confess...the missing kimono at Kyoto Royal Rhiga Hotel is with me. ( and the other one with the iloilo brothers -steiner and stephen who taught me all i need to know on stealing hotel robes and other things) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4xYU7OnYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ayE1jsfQsSU/s1600-h/IMG_2939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093062522606361986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4xYU7OnYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ayE1jsfQsSU/s200/IMG_2939.JPG" 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/8106848-3841851311112445122?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3841851311112445122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3841851311112445122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3841851311112445122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3841851311112445122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/japan-pix.html' title='japan pix'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4xXE7OnVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7K-nNcdPwM4/s72-c/IMG_2420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-3163903531050495670</id><published>2007-07-31T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T02:29:55.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bangkok!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4tV07OnSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/iTPEC2EyTdw/s1600-h/jim+thompson"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093058081610177826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4tV07OnSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/iTPEC2EyTdw/s200/jim+thompson%27s+garden+area.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jim Thompson's House is like stepping into the mirrored glass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4tWU7OnTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WJwsUoKYo6s/s1600-h/IMG_2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093058090200112434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4tWU7OnTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WJwsUoKYo6s/s200/IMG_2201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The food aint bad too&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4tWk7OnUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/SAgBg791PDM/s1600-h/IMG_2278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093058094495079746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4tWk7OnUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/SAgBg791PDM/s200/IMG_2278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sex and Icecream... The best combination. Mark this down..anyone going to Bkk? pabili! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3163903531050495670?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3163903531050495670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3163903531050495670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3163903531050495670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3163903531050495670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/bangkok.html' title='bangkok!'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4tV07OnSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/iTPEC2EyTdw/s72-c/jim+thompson%27s+garden+area.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-7548641767825198255</id><published>2007-07-31T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T02:19:51.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amari Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures i took of our hotel. I so love Amari Watergate Spa.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4qPU7OnNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qixSvtMJRHc/s1600-h/IMG_2140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093054671406144722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4qPU7OnNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qixSvtMJRHc/s200/IMG_2140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our bedroom. we got the promo superior automatic upgrade to delu xe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No regrets kahit malayo sa MBK mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4okk7OnJI/AAAAAAAAADc/hlRsfQbrnmQ/s1600-h/IMG_2129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093052837455109266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4okk7OnJI/AAAAAAAAADc/hlRsfQbrnmQ/s200/IMG_2129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bas relief by the Amari Watergate Spa 's Pool &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4olk7OnKI/AAAAAAAAADk/5JuxtUch6LU/s1600-h/IMG_2268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093052854634978466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4olk7OnKI/AAAAAAAAADk/5JuxtUch6LU/s200/IMG_2268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Orchids at the Hotel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4ol07OnLI/AAAAAAAAADs/QJYmReiHvnw/s1600-h/IMG_2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093052858929945778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4ol07OnLI/AAAAAAAAADs/QJYmReiHvnw/s200/IMG_2001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The three rubber duckies in my bathroom at the Amari &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4onU7OnMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QDqAGC_SXDA/s1600-h/the+colors+of+the+flowers+pop+out+despite+its+simplicity.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093052884699749570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4onU7OnMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QDqAGC_SXDA/s200/the+colors+of+the+flowers+pop+out+despite+its+simplicity.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orchids at the Amari &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-7548641767825198255?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/7548641767825198255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=7548641767825198255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7548641767825198255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7548641767825198255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/amari-pictures.html' title='The Amari Pictures'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rq4qPU7OnNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qixSvtMJRHc/s72-c/IMG_2140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-5507408461282734020</id><published>2007-07-31T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T02:00:49.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>note to self</title><content type='html'>Please remember to stop torturing self!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-5507408461282734020?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/5507408461282734020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=5507408461282734020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5507408461282734020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5507408461282734020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/note-to-self.html' title='note to self'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-8139470568753737632</id><published>2007-07-31T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T02:01:40.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kelv bday is today</title><content type='html'>kelvs bday na!!! finally his age is catching up with me! hardy har har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now its 2 am and just finished with stupid article..hayah. life. when its not busy you feel so lazy you end up doing nothing. when you are super duper busy you get adrenaline rush and you have to get everything done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8139470568753737632?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8139470568753737632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8139470568753737632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8139470568753737632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8139470568753737632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/kelv-bday-is-today.html' title='kelv bday is today'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-2666509927023152590</id><published>2007-07-29T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T11:58:57.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese takeout box and mochie cream!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rqy7j07OnHI/AAAAAAAAADM/s0mSs3m6rfI/s1600-h/IMG_2699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092651502826069106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rqy7j07OnHI/AAAAAAAAADM/s0mSs3m6rfI/s320/IMG_2699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a quickie take away meal of unagi ( grilled eel) and rice from the shinkasen train station coz i missed lunch. Wrapped in paper and ribbon, i opened to see red wax lining inside to make it lool like a lacquer box. It was so pretty that ama washed it and planned to take it to pinas. I told her to throw it away coz it was starting to smell. When we got home in Manila, i found out she still kept it for christine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rqy7kU7OnII/AAAAAAAAADU/-Pnn0mfN-zI/s1600-h/IMG_3034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092651511416003714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rqy7kU7OnII/AAAAAAAAADU/-Pnn0mfN-zI/s320/IMG_3034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;additional research for chrstines mochie, i had to buy cream mochi and taste it. And this is the best i ever tasted. soft gooey mochie with green tea paste and fluffy cream inside. Yummiee.. too bad i couldnt bring it back coz they last a day only. 157 Yen each. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rqy4jk7OnGI/AAAAAAAAADE/y2jXcOipH8c/s1600-h/IMG_2410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092648199996218466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rqy4jk7OnGI/AAAAAAAAADE/y2jXcOipH8c/s320/IMG_2410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Takeaway boxes in Japan are so pretty!! Its even wrapped in paper and ribbon. This is our boxed dinner on first night. di uso styropore sa kanila!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-2666509927023152590?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/2666509927023152590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=2666509927023152590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/2666509927023152590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/2666509927023152590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/japan-pictures.html' title='Japanese takeout box and mochie cream!'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rqy7j07OnHI/AAAAAAAAADM/s0mSs3m6rfI/s72-c/IMG_2699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-8915864066406132935</id><published>2007-07-29T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T12:00:17.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hangover</title><content type='html'>i miss japan. I miss eating fragrant grains of sticky rice and the tender white meat of grilled fish glazed in sweet miso sauce for breakfast. I miss those little pickled dishes they have which i dont know but tastes good anyway. I miss chopsticks. I miss drinking hot green tea for every meal. I miss extra fresh sashimi lain on a bed of ice topped with a smidgen of soft wasabi and little red vegetable flowers ( dunno the name) I miss seeing shops selling mochi everywhere, even if i dont like red bean paste. I miss the food! Now, i am only surviving japan memory on my sister's chocolate mochie ( DLSU business project) which i heat in the microwave. It feels so comforting to munch on warm mochi dough and melted hot chocolate all so hot and gooey all mashed up together in my mouth..perfect comfort food yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we dressed her up in the blue kimono i stole from the royal rhiga hotel ( i couldnt help it!) and made her up like a geisha ( bloom bright red lipstick and body shop eyeliner and pink cheeks and maybelline foundatio) for her mochi print ad which kinda sucked bec the idiot made herself up first before she plans to cook her mochi so we ended up with old expired mochi for the shoot and bad lighting since it was already late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8915864066406132935?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8915864066406132935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8915864066406132935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8915864066406132935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8915864066406132935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/hangover.html' title='hangover'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-8662215598998568801</id><published>2007-07-25T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T12:05:58.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan : calamity center</title><content type='html'>Narita flight delayed two hours due to freak storm that left pinas and moved to Japan and kind of killed a lotof people somwhre in Okinawa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earthquake on 1st day at 10 am which also killed a lot of people... Dad had a panic attack in Manila coz our cellphones were not working. Called hotel which was no help. ( they did not know what earthwuake means) .. so dad called tourguide Kayo and found out we were all having a great time at tour while they were pulling their hairs out. After that he never called again. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At tokyo tower, there was another earthquake. I didnt really notice so i didnt really panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic set in at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching cnn ( cnn really blows things out of proportion!really) where they actually showed dead people and then warned us of aftershocks and a tsunami warning that they recalled back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scared bec we were going to Disney Sea next day ( beside the sea.. tsuanmi warning?) and we didnt have any cellphones. SO i prayed for a while. And then my bed shook. Another earthquake. I called hotel lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:was there an Earthquake?Just now? you know the moving shaking of floor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jap: Earquake? towels? you want towels? change room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after turning on lights, memorizing the fire exit and looking for norgie drug in Ama's bag to calm me down and finding a croissant from breakfast wedged inside her luggage. It was already flat and covered in greasy tissue( which i scarfed down) , Cnn then announced that tokyo elecrtic power plant and a nuclear power plant was destryoed by the quake leaving radioactive waves floating in air and has already polluted Japanese Sea where our water currently comes from. I wondered if i can survive without a bath for the next few days..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8662215598998568801?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8662215598998568801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8662215598998568801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8662215598998568801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8662215598998568801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/magnet-for-calamity.html' title='Japan : calamity center'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-3784110187512427677</id><published>2007-07-25T13:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T14:55:33.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got mail</title><content type='html'>Japan is so efficient. Saw the postcard at the mailbox last night. That was fast. I realized i didnt even write I love you from thetop of Mt. Fuji.. instead it read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear kelvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love from thetop of mt. fuji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot your address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         love dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3784110187512427677?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3784110187512427677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3784110187512427677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3784110187512427677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3784110187512427677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/got-mail.html' title='got mail'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-8403164837653312001</id><published>2007-07-24T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:25:01.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you from the top of mt. fuji</title><content type='html'>im an idiot. went to 5th station of mt fuji. except we couldnt see mt fuji bec of fog. got so excited abt postcards and bought 1 ( 110 yen) with stamp( 70 yen) and wrote kelvie. A couple of japanese school girls were stamping red prints on their cards and i didnt know if you have to put a specific one. Tried asking them..but they just shrugged their shoulders. . Misete kudasai? philippines..to phlippines? no answer.. so i just stamped everything and dropped in postbox. 15minutes later, I realized that you have to put an address for Kelv to get his postcard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had to fight my way back to the post card guy again. ( there are always hordes of people around him) and buy again. and then i realized i dont remember his address. So i was deliberatiing on whose address i will give. I dont remember anyone else except mine. but i didnt want people at home seeing what i wrote...and it seems wrong to  mail him from the city coz then it wouldnt be from Fuji  And so i put mine instead. ( at the risk of people seeing what i wrote! m such an idiot)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8403164837653312001?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8403164837653312001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8403164837653312001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8403164837653312001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8403164837653312001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-love-you-from-top-of-mt-fuji.html' title='i love you from the top of mt. fuji'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-1179812577080657447</id><published>2007-07-12T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T00:51:02.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>newest member of the "laglag panty bitaw bra" club</title><content type='html'>I am registering Dr. Camara, the chiropractor to the "laglag panty bitaw bra" club. I have forgotten how Hot Hot Hot he was until today, when i had my neck adjusted. Personally, i dont like him for a doc coz he just goes in..crack crack crack and then go. No explanations. Unlike my jolly dutch doc -Hanssen. ( yah.. i keep forgetting his name) who is so sweet and calls you naughty little girl if you still come backk bec you never followed his advice on proper posture and explains this and that and treats you like a little kid or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first honorary member of the LPBB club is my crush of 2 years who just got hitched! boo! he called to invite me to the wedding. which was a surprise since the Jr gang havent gone out for a while. I went to church with CT (skipped the reception ) coz. 1) he is still my friend of course.. and he is unaware of my past delirious plans of marrying him. 2) im sorta curious what the wife looks like.she better be gorgeous!! ! all i can remember when i saw him walking the aisle was like.. Oh my Gosh! he is still so laglag panty bitaw bra! crap! i remember a fews years back, i asked "friend who remains anonymous" while in the loo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you had a choice right now... si "LPBB boy" or "current bf".. sino pipiliin mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si LPBB boy! ( she answered rightway without any hesistation) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See! its not only me.. there is nothing wrong about drooling on the man walking down the aisle.,.. just justifying self here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont worry kelv,considering personality factor.. i will still choose you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-1179812577080657447?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/1179812577080657447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=1179812577080657447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1179812577080657447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1179812577080657447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/newest-member-of-laglag-panty-bitaw-bra.html' title='newest member of the &quot;laglag panty bitaw bra&quot; club'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-1170211318632204168</id><published>2007-07-12T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T21:51:03.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let go..just let go....</title><content type='html'>crappy cakes. my p910i just gave out. Dead.. as in literally dead. The man at cellstore couldnt even fix it for me. It was like God's way of saying to just let go! let go of your old phone. and that was the time i started using my hp 6929 and loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out it has this game of circles. And i never played games ever.. except for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second. I love the transcriber! its so cool! I love the way those blue squiggly lines pop out where you put your stylus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-1170211318632204168?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/1170211318632204168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=1170211318632204168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1170211318632204168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1170211318632204168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/let-gojust-let-go.html' title='let go..just let go....'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-3709416687009059666</id><published>2007-07-10T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T00:19:09.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13,000 alagas and 1 million pesos</title><content type='html'>had dinner at Jan and John ( maturity asks me to call him john now) where we dined on chicken afritada which somehow resembled to adobo. Had two helpings though. They were suppose to help me figure out my new hp 6828 whose bluetooth aint working and sync it to laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that its so lungkot to live for two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ang lungkot pala dito. di ka ba sanay? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Di nga eh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i get hitched, I will probably get bumped and produce mini kelvins and dots right away. Thats because i dont think i can get use to living for just two. It has always been boisterous and loud and messy ( much to the chagrin of impeccable mummy) here. And i dont want an only child coz the only childs i know seem to be on the road to grumpy lonely old biddys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to be getting some practice since John and Jan found out that i have been taking care of 13,000 ++ redloft viruses in my 6 year old laptop. It was one happy viral community, all plump and juicy and kinda hard to zap away. As much as i miss the times we had, it seems i can no longer house them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John keeps asking me.." ayaw mo ba iupgrade OS mo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking.. of course i do! who doesnt? its just that its so hassle for me to have it upgraded. the OS stayed with me ever since i bought it 6 years ago. and i just found out, it was the defective windows millenium. sad sad little me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* btw watched deal or no deal.. the guy had a choice between 500,000 and 1m. The lucky bastard! he won 1 m pa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3709416687009059666?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3709416687009059666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3709416687009059666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3709416687009059666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3709416687009059666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-july-12-and-my-little-alagas.html' title='13,000 alagas and 1 million pesos'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-5273493389581846070</id><published>2007-07-03T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T19:58:32.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tung'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portfolio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stocks'/><title type='text'>on stocks and portfolio</title><content type='html'>here is another thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont get too excited about my stocks. In fact, i just shoved a wad of cash ( 10k) to Kelv. "here!, just invest me" or "buy me whatver you're buying". It was a win win scheme. No legwork for me and Kelv gets more money to play around. I think the thrill of playing excites him more than earning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is so excited bt stocks that he asks me" do you want to see my portfolio?" .. who asks that from his girfriend anyway? and to be honest, not really. Its his site of all his stock portfolio with all those charts and graphs and fuzzy lines that i dont want to understand. But he did show me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another person who is more excited than any of us is TUNG. She is probably more excited about our stocks than we are. everyday i get an update of my stock.. of kelvs stock ( she actually knows kelvs stocks.. while i dont really remember) which is great really... its fab to be surrounded by great friends hehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM a wee bit excited though about earning big on this (super secret) stock kelv invested me in. Tung ym me a blow by blow account today like i hit jackpot. first its 12 already. then its 12.56 and then its 12. 70! all in a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn. i should have given him double wads of cash. Will withdraw later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-5273493389581846070?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5273493389581846070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/5273493389581846070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-stocks-and-portfolio.html' title='on stocks and portfolio'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-6715534112297191971</id><published>2007-07-03T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T20:12:52.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hp 6828'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><title type='text'>my new hp 6828</title><content type='html'>i get excited over select things. Like im happy about my new HP 6828 coz its smaller than my old P910. Now it might actually fit my lasalle green dorothy perkins handbag and that small blue and white coach..yey! ( if you are small with no muscles to boot, anything lighter is a big deal) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the transfering of info ( what little i have since the great deletment) is something im not excited about. I think the boys are more excited than me. already Rhett, John and Kelv have text/asked me " hey hows the phone?" and gamit mo na? Okay ba? ...they act like its something im so excited about. well to be honest, i havent really started using it yet. Im stil trying to muster enough brain cells to figure my new phone out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im glad it has a voice recorder. Im sad that i have to let go of my jotter.. the new one has something similar but not so freerange as my p910 where i can draw squiggly lines and hearts and flowers and dresses when im just "patanga tanga".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the problem with me is i never like to embrace the new - in things and in life... Im quite happy with my old one thank you coz im used to this and that. I wouldnt be replacing lovable p910 if it didnt get all freaky on me and started deleting my stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-6715534112297191971?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/6715534112297191971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=6715534112297191971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/6715534112297191971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/6715534112297191971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-new-hp-6828.html' title='my new hp 6828'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-8644881154275382409</id><published>2007-07-02T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T20:12:06.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finding the hp 6828</title><content type='html'>on how i found the hp 6828&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate techie stuff and that includes buying phones n pcs .. all those crappy research you need to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit im a gaya gaya... hayward and john had one. i figured they were techie guys working in a techie world, they wanted one and they were happy with one. that eliminates half of the research i hafta do.. I tried dabbling with Johns and it was fast and quick and had a game i actually liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i have to do is compare it with an O2. Kelv actually did that for me as a favor. Yey. And then all i have to do is read up n compare a little. All i ever do really compare is the weight and dimension section. ( i like light and small things) and then the camera ( how many pixels?) and thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was a phone that is super thin and small, stylus and a camera, jotter, alarmclock , calculator plus text and call.. im good to go! In fact, if any of these two guys offered to sell me thiers second hand, il buy it no question. For one thing, they treat their gadgets like a baby and second is that its probably loaded with all t hose juicy programs already which i will never get to load on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8644881154275382409?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/8644881154275382409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=8644881154275382409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8644881154275382409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8644881154275382409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/finding-hp-6828.html' title='finding the hp 6828'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-8059742718787917960</id><published>2007-07-01T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T02:34:55.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Je Suis Gourmand</title><content type='html'>im channeling ruth reichl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reservation is recommended. We came in for the second time looking forward to another dish of that Sauteed Portabello Mushrooms in poached farm fresh eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered heaven the last time we had it. The portabello was huge slabs of mushrooms sauteed to perfection. Neither too hard nor too soft. Underneath, like a hidden secret is a poached egg where yolk and white liquid is broken and mixed with the mushrooms.. In my mouth, it is like slabs of meat that is so large and juicy and powerful that for an instant you think you own the world at its fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it was not heaven this time around. The eggs were well done leaving no velvety liquid for the portabello to soak into and the mushrooms, although still savory seemed smaller than my imagination. Maybe my mind is bigger than my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The St. Maury Goats Cheese salad was pretty normal. Nothing special except for this square slab of cheese atop the leafy green lettuce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Filo of mushroom and roquefort cheese with mesclun salad explodes in a mixture of flavors on my mouth. The piquant earthy cheese balances the creamy citrus taste of the salad and the mushrooms provided substance like a mediator in a marriage of earth and sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to skip the main course and reward ourselves with dessert. The Almond and Caramel Souffle was served 10 minutes after with the arrival of a dainty beige poufy pillow lightly rising high above its circular enamel dish. The smell of dough and sugar teased my senses. It tastes like egg and sugar whisked to perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to spend no more than 800 but tempation was too great. We ended with more than that but happier than before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8059742718787917960?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8059742718787917960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8059742718787917960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/07/je-suis-gourmand.html' title='Je Suis Gourmand'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-8831470000435312203</id><published>2007-06-30T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T20:16:33.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food critic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruth reichl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garlic and sapphires'/><title type='text'>garlic and sapphires by ruth reichl</title><content type='html'>in the middle of ruth reichl' "the secret life of a critic in disguise" and she is a genius! a sheer genius. The way she describes food leaves me wanting. She peels off each dish in layers by describing ingredients one by one. coincidentally just read on sale issue of vanity fair issue on Le Cirque's host - Sirio Maccioni with a slight mention of getting 2 stars. I put two and two toegther. Reading about Sirio in Vanity Fair and then Ruth. If Ruth is a genius then Sirio is a genius plus one! " The king of Spain is waiting in the bar but your table is ready" is such a line. If you are in the business of making VIP feel VIP then he is a star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of it all, I realized that i havent had a a decent restaurant meal since my idiotic bet with my brother. So me and kelv reserved "Je suisse Gourmand" for sat night. Yummy, i promise i wil try to emulate Ruth' Reichl by trying to distinguish ingredient by ingredient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-8831470000435312203?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8831470000435312203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/8831470000435312203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/06/garlic-and-sapphires-by-ruth-reichl.html' title='garlic and sapphires by ruth reichl'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-2088371511531008825</id><published>2007-06-27T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T19:02:21.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things you should never do in italy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinays trapped in toilet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wandergirl28'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reyna elena'/><title type='text'>you are so vain you think this song is about you</title><content type='html'>im vain. i confess. i googled my email addy and found something to read when im depressed. eheheheh. Note to self: bookmark this page please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://reynaelena.com/2007/06/22/3-pinays-trapped-in-toilet-or-things-you-should-never-do-in-italy/#comments"&gt;http://reynaelena.com/2007/06/22/3-pinays-trapped-in-toilet-or-things-you-should-never-do-in-italy/#comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-2088371511531008825?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/2088371511531008825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=2088371511531008825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/2088371511531008825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/2088371511531008825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-are-so-vain-you-think-this-song-is.html' title='you are so vain you think this song is about you'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-1443311533522961972</id><published>2007-06-26T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T01:14:56.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hate mail  from thomas martin</title><content type='html'>my hate mail from father thomas martin.. ( i think someone's pissed at pinas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it warmed my heart to read your article because at last some people from the Philippines found people in the world more corrupt than them. You only got a taste of what foreigners get when visiting your country. Your adventure in the public toilet happened because you like most people in the Philippines believe rules, laws, ordinances even your own Constitution do not apply to you if you do not like what they prohibit. I have lived in the Philippines for more than five years now and I have experienced the same treatment in your country that you experienced in Italy. I have stood in the rain waiting my turn for a taxi only to have a Filipino run out of a building and jump in to a taxi I was fixing to board. I have been first in line to enter an elevator only to have Filipino's knock me down to get in front of me when the elevator door opened. I have been robbed three times on the street while waiting for a Jeepney after spending hours in hot class rooms attempting to educate your children. I have had taxi drivers not engage the meter then want to charge me 200 pesos from the church in Malate to Harrison Plaza. I have been late for Mass because taxi drivers did not want take me to where I needed to go because they wanted to pick and choose the fare they wanted. I have been to many places in the Philippines where they will not allow you to take pictures because they want you to purchase their pictures sold at their commissary. I doubt if you learned anything from your experience in Italy since by your own admission you could not learn the Rosary, but it would be nice if you decided to make changes and not treat others in a manner that you did not like to be treated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-1443311533522961972?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1443311533522961972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1443311533522961972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/06/letter-from-thomas-martin.html' title='my hate mail  from thomas martin'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-1517290203266166217</id><published>2007-06-25T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T20:19:09.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you got mail!!!</title><content type='html'>weirdly happy day. after being used to a lonely mailbox, i got a loads of letters from my italy article on sunstar. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of very nice ones from nice people, two not so nice ones from ofw in kazakhstan who sorta muttered somthing bt italian capos and a priest named thomas martin , an invite to an italian art exhibit in NCCC from a publicist ( yey my first !) and a few errr weirdos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sent the italy article because i was disparaged. DISPARAGED ( nyc rejected by asia dragon-boo :( .. all that crappy hard work ) and I didnt do research, had no oompah to finish my piece on the breakers and deadline was due. So i gave an old thing i did just for fun and didnt think it was right for a newspaper but still sent it anyway. Anyway, raph raph emailed me about it also being in GMA7 except my name was not in both. ( honestly!! sunstar is so forgetful!!) but i didnt mind. ( well not much anyway) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i spent tonight answering mails. From this wonderfully nice priest who thanked me and i thanked him and he emailed back again. ( ooh ) and a few nice nice people. have gotten most of it done except for some weird mails who asked for pictures. and this one letter that just said hi. totally weird. didnt know how to reply to that.. i couldnt just say hi back could I? anyway will transfer to trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i havent yet made a response to this letter from a certain Fr. Thomas Martin who is also same priest with disgruntled response to Kelvin's opinion column a few weeks ago( about some politcia opinion on bush ek ek ) and i told kelv to send a nice polite reply because he is after all a priest...with a name that sounds so old and fatherly. And kelv did what i told him to do with gritted teeth( CRAP! NOW I have to follow MY OWN advice )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this Fr. Martin is such a meanie.. accusing me that I, like all other Filipinos, do not follow rules and how i did not learn anything from such experience.. im like whoa hey mister! im not here to change the world and all that..no need to get all so huffed up. im just trying to be funny.. plus i was sorta rushed bec Nelson, my editor is already calling my cell a day before the deadline bec he probably had nothing to do and might as well do my artcle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sunstar.com.ph/static/dav/2007/06/21/life/things.you.never.do.in.italy.html"&gt;http://www.sunstar.com.ph/static/dav/2007/06/21/life/things.you.never.do.in.italy.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gmanews.tv/story/47557/Travel-advice-Things-you-never-do-in-Italy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-1517290203266166217?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1517290203266166217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/1517290203266166217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-got-mail.html' title='you got mail!!!'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-489638673661851586</id><published>2007-06-25T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T01:12:38.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonnn!!!</title><content type='html'>i won!! i won!! i won!! I won a photo contest! for some bizarre reason, my lousy photo of pops taking a picture of glorietta's skyline won a voucher for 50 shots at fuji. Now i dont know if the other participants were totally lousy and had no comparison or the pic was a real goodie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to free photo seminar at Glorietta with PoPs ( for digicam this time) held by jay alonzo. It was a slow and easy to understand lecture ( unlike the first 1 i attended which was all garbled techie talk) . They gave us 10 minutes to take pics of glorietta in all its glory. Pops forced me to submit. actually not planning to bec saw some with SLRs and all we got were our dinky little digicams and i was pretty sure they had extremely prof shots. And they might do a critique of all the pics in front of everyone. ( which they did!!! my critque was that i should have reduced my exposure to . 7 negative.. or was it postive.. i forgot.. i better ask pops.. yup i think it was positive) ANyway it was a shining shining moment! curtsy curtsy curtsy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the siblings who dont want me to take their pictures bec im a lousy shot.. HAH!!! !! heres to you! A BIG BIG HAH!!! EAT THAT!! EAT MY VOUCHER!! ( oh no wait..we need it for our us pics)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-489638673661851586?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/489638673661851586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/489638673661851586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-wonnn.html' title='I wonnn!!!'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-332851263534536626</id><published>2007-06-23T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T00:37:09.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooh ooh london</title><content type='html'>ooh oohh a comment from London.. the place i always wanted to go to except no one wants to go with me except Kelvin who has no visa. And my 2 year visa expired.. and they probably wont grant me again since i never used my 2 year visa in the first place ever. And when Kelv gets appointed as ambassador 20 years from now of something. ( he wants china) i do hope we get assigned to London or anywhere in Europe ( except for eastern europe and lichstenstein), and i could have tea with sophie  kinsella and meet up with may ann tatel who is now mrs scott.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-332851263534536626?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/332851263534536626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/332851263534536626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/06/ooh-ooh-london.html' title='ooh ooh london'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-3439017425066373860</id><published>2007-06-23T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T14:41:54.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our pic with the chief!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rny_1QsLdJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/yYr3TnFahVg/s1600-h/usa+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079145401501316242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rny_1QsLdJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/yYr3TnFahVg/s320/usa+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its the chief resident doc of Seattle Grace Hospital &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-3439017425066373860?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/3439017425066373860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=3439017425066373860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3439017425066373860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/3439017425066373860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/06/our-pic-with-chief.html' title='our pic with the chief!'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjuA07311WI/Rny_1QsLdJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/yYr3TnFahVg/s72-c/usa+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8106848.post-795536004710440239</id><published>2007-06-22T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T18:52:10.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopaholic and baby</title><content type='html'>I spent the whole night finishing "shopaholic and baby". It was worth every penny. I love becky brandon nee bloomwood. I love fairytales and yes this counts as modern day fairytale because the protagonist can be idiotic and buy everything and gets a man who is sturdy and rich and handsome with muscles and who loves her ( idiot and all ) to cover the overdrafts of her card and buy her the house of her dreams. Im such a sucker for fairytales like that and even though i know it sounds hokey but i was sad when the ruffa/yilmaz bruhaha came up. Bec she was supposed to be a real life fairytale.. marry rich handsome guy who lives in some exotic world, get fashion tv and still be fabulously pretty and tall and thin. Too bad, the guy turned out to be some pyschotic torture fanatic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-795536004710440239?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/795536004710440239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=795536004710440239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/795536004710440239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/795536004710440239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/06/shopaholic-and-baby.html' title='shopaholic and baby'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-7535227713586634653</id><published>2007-06-17T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T14:44:31.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all boys night out</title><content type='html'>had dinner with Kelv and 2 of his friends. I thought it will be typical macho boy talk and il be bored and hope the food is good. - But i actually had a fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Soon to be Priest ( who didnt seem like one) was absolutely hilarious. I cant wait till he can get to say mass. at least i know i wont start drifting off to lala land in this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amusing when Mr. Lawyer who crossed over the dark side when he joined the most evilest evil evil evil law firm ever in this land and Mr. Priest ( who didnt seem like one) and Kelv started getting excited about transformers "autoprime and all this xyz bot bot " and started planning to go to Toy Kingdom to buy those 3k figurines. ( totally crazy if you ask me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the life of me, i cant differentiate the characters in transformers.. except for bumblebee bec he is small and bright yellow and probably the only car ( a volks) i know. And when i was a kid and all the cool people ( like my cousins who i use to tag on to ) popped on the betamax for us to watch transformers, i just pretended to be into it when i had no idea what was happening. All i can say is hey its bumble bee!! ( actually more like uy si bumble bee! bisaya style ) I faked it. And i cant figure out who was winning becuase how the hell can you tell the diff between the good and the bad guys. Cars are cars. period. and if you ask me what car model it is, il tell you the color.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-7535227713586634653?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/7535227713586634653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=7535227713586634653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7535227713586634653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7535227713586634653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/06/all-boys-night-out.html' title='all boys night out'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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-8106848.post-7568280528032502142</id><published>2007-06-14T15:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T15:26:03.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death of the WII</title><content type='html'>The Wii Mania finally ( almost but not quite) died down. Kelv s term started already and the last time he came here, i refused to open the wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time he played. Im like hey its fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next 4rth time he played with J .Im like :  "Look im going to leave you here and you can show yourself out of the door". Which he really did. And after two hours at that. Everyone was like.. nandyan pa rin ba sila?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5th time we played was after we had this silent war. We decided to talk about it but the wii came into the picture at formal living room and we played boxing before we talked. Lets just say Boxing was more therapeutic than seeking a couples counselor. I won twice!! and the third time i was listening  to beko on the phone while beating his brains out with my free hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time, someone borrowed the Rabbid Game. Min min invitd him to play. Im like hey!! i wanna play too!! Kelv: Ha? isang player lang siya eh.. And he held on to that nunchuck with a death like grip while continuing to stare at the pc which was about to start. Talk about chivalry being dead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8106848-7568280528032502142?l=littledot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/feeds/7568280528032502142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8106848&amp;postID=7568280528032502142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7568280528032502142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8106848/posts/default/7568280528032502142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littledot.blogspot.com/2007/06/death-of-wii.html' title='Death of the WII'/><author><name>Busy Bees</name><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>
