<?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-9082334</id><updated>2011-08-15T15:38:48.832+08:00</updated><category term='Pregnancy'/><category term='Jeremy'/><title type='text'>NostalgicGirl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-5664136775773916459</id><published>2008-09-14T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:13:20.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Watermelon Junkie</title><content type='html'>We went to the grocery earlier to buy our supplies and I went home happy because we bought a whole watermelon and it was only 40php! Well, I'm not sure if you can call this cheap but it's big, but not so big, and most of all it was really sweet! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost half of it we already ate so I told Pom if we could go back later when my shift is done and perhaps buy 2 more LOL I just love watermelon and as I mentioned in my previous post, I'm really craving for it everyday :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-5664136775773916459?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5664136775773916459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=5664136775773916459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/5664136775773916459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/5664136775773916459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/watermelon-junkie.html' title='Watermelon Junkie'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-7470448435973116171</id><published>2008-06-05T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T15:48:36.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinchy and the Muffins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/2552460287/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3048/2552460287_27712ab390_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/2552460287/"&gt;DSC02014&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20353663@N00/"&gt;Nostalgic Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I used to think that baking is difficult and that I would rather buy and eat bread, cakes, cookies, etc. rather than bake them myself. It looked a laborious thing to do and you have to be exact in all measurements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I tried my hand at baking just October of last year. I started with brownies, cookies and then I summoned all courage to tackle on baking a chocolate cake. It turned out pretty well :) After that, I gave away oatmeal choco chips and macaroons to the guests who partied with us during Pinchy's 1st bday. Ever since, I would bake on a whim. I'd wake up early to bake banana bread and then I also made churros con chocolate :D Now that I think about it, I have baked a lot during these past months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Pinchy is almost 1yr and a half, he likes to munch on my bakies. He eats cookies and muffins. Just last May 24, I baked oreo muffins and he liked it a lot! I even baked miniature ones for him LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/2552457291/" title="DSC02009 by Nostalgic Girl, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3266/2552457291_b748dbaab2_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="DSC02009" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my hubby has been bugging me to bake biscuits and he said he'd put gravy. I'm going to check my baking supplies and we'll see if I can bake those today :) But I'm thinking of baking brownies and then eating them ala mode. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-7470448435973116171?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7470448435973116171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=7470448435973116171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/7470448435973116171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/7470448435973116171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2008/06/pinchy-and-muffins.html' title='Pinchy and the Muffins'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3048/2552460287_27712ab390_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-3033823880271248702</id><published>2008-06-01T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:57:55.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For those who don't know yet, I have another blog that I have been working on. It's at &lt;a href="http://ronaweasley.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ronaweasley.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; I created it just last May and so far I already have three posts LOL. I created the blog because I am hoping to submit it for approval for a blog to post gig. Most of the sites prefer English content so I am going to try and write my thoughts in English. This isn't really a problem for me but the thing is there are a lot of Pinoy terms that don't have equivalents in English aside from the fact that it's so Pinoy to write it in the vernacular hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'll have to let the blog reach its 3rd month before I can submit it for approval. I heard about this from a close friend and kumare so I am going to try my hand on it. Besides, I can really use extra income and as long as I can do the work at home, I'll surely give it a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our company summer mixer was a success despite the low turnout of participants. I think most of the employees were on shift so they were not able to attend. It was fun as usual and I was hoping to get the GC for 8 Waves resort but unfortunately my number was called early in the raffle and only won a beach towel. I was just a bit disappointed but still thankful for winning a towel. We now have something to use in case we decide to go swimming before the rainy season LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to bring my digicam so I only have 1 picture from the event which I am not going to post because I am fat! I have neckfolds and flab and waah! I am trying so hard to erase the image from my memory LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinchy's yaya left last Friday afternoon because she said she'll need to go to the province because it's her deceased son's bday. I allowed her to leave and she promised that she'll be back on Tuesday. But then I doubt it if she'll still return seeing as she already brought all of her things with her and didn't even ask for a cash advance which was her custom whenever she goes home to visit her family. Prior to that, she applied for NBI clearance so I think she is preparing to apply for another job. Oh well, she lasted for a total of 7mos and I can say that she wastrustworthy and really took great care of my son. I am thinking of texting her to ask if she'll still come back but I think I'll have to wait if she'll have the guts to tell the truth herself. I can't hold her back if she's hoping to look for a job that will pay higher than what I have given her. So this is back to sleepless nights as I'll have to work and take care of my son at the same time. I just hope my dermatitis won't think of a comeback too LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late and I'm just too knackered so I'll call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, Dadi and Pinchy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-3033823880271248702?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3033823880271248702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=3033823880271248702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/3033823880271248702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/3033823880271248702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-those-who-dont-know-yet-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-2540701394017811759</id><published>2008-05-19T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T12:50:19.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>I don't have anything much to do today because it's my restday. Well, I can play PSP. I only play a few games like Virtua Tennis, Outrun, NSF, and Sims Castaway but I don't really feel like playing because my thumbs are sore LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking around the house and saw my mags but I have read all of those. I'll go out later to buy Pinchy's water but for now, I'm sooo bored. I'm thinking of what else to do on this hot, Monday afternoon. I figured nothing much really so I guess I'll just run a cold bath and then resume my thinking when I've cleared my mind LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-2540701394017811759?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2540701394017811759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=2540701394017811759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/2540701394017811759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/2540701394017811759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-4847257360940228090</id><published>2008-05-17T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T11:10:25.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the rain again...</title><content type='html'>It's early May here and yet the rains have come. Usually it doesn't rain until June but I guess they can't wait to get it on LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to Tita Scarlet's place yesterday amidst the rain and heavy traffic. She lives in Makati and it was almost a 2hr "journey" coming from Novaliches. Pom's Tita Aldine and her family visited from Australia and it has been ages since they last saw each other so went for a visit. We just had dinner and shared stories. Pom asked Tita Aldine if she can sponsor us in case we finally decide on migrating to Oz. She said of course and we are optimistic that we can plan for it in the months to come. Of course we have to save money and fix our papers and I don't even have a freaking passport yet LOL At least we have something to look forward to and we have to decide if this is really what we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't stay long though because Jeremy was becoming antsy and sleepy. After a couple of hours, we headed for home. It was a tiring day and we all dozed off to sleep except Pom of course because he's the driver LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we have our Mixer Party at the office. I'm sure it will be lots of fun! I'll post pics next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, Dadi and Pinchy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-4847257360940228090?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4847257360940228090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=4847257360940228090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/4847257360940228090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/4847257360940228090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/here-comes-rain-again.html' title='Here comes the rain again...'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-3425987382274406077</id><published>2008-05-11T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T13:44:09.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>Happy Mother's Day to all Moms out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Mom, I can say that this is the most rewarding task of all. Sure it can be tiring, demanding at times, but I've never felt more complete and fulfilled until Jeremy was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember the sleepless nights, of endless hele so that baby can sleep soundly. That time, I only get to sleep 3hrs every night but still I didn't lose weight hahaha! Anyways, those were the days. Time went by so fast and and my baby's now a big boy. He can no longer sleep in my or his dad's chest because he's heavy but once in a while he still sleeps on my tummy. That's his way of paglalambing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jeremy woke up this morning, I kissed him and taught him to say happy mother's day hahaha! I know he can't say these words yet but he rewarded me with the sweetest smile. But it was only fleeting because he then started to cry and that's my cue to give him his milk :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago, I was living a different life. It was all about me, hanging out with my family and friends. But now, my life is centered to being a Mom and Wife. I hope I'm doing a great job. I just asked my hubby and he said I am :) Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mama, I'd like to thank you for everything you've done for me and my brothers. Life wasn't always easy for us but you saw to it that we got all the things we need. And now that I'm a mom myself, I understand more the sacrifices you made and it's weird because I sound like you more every day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to greet your Moms today. I'm sure it will complete their day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i love you, dadi and pinch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-3425987382274406077?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3425987382274406077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=3425987382274406077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/3425987382274406077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/3425987382274406077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-8596943282885023705</id><published>2008-04-28T12:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T12:08:37.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matabungkay outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/2447299487/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3092/2447299487_d0f23b6d40_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/2447299487/"&gt;baby, mom, and dad&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20353663@N00/"&gt;Nostalgic Girl&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Good morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, natuloy din beach namin! Yahoo! Umalis kami last Sat morning for our company outing in Al Fresco resort, Matabungkay strip. Medyo mahaba ang byahe pero it's worth it syempre. Enjoy naman kami ni Pinchy sa sightseeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagdating sa resort, kain muna kami tapos si baby, di na nakatiis. Hinila ko papuntang beach. As in di sya natakot sa buhangin or sa dagat. Sobrang happy nya habang nagtatampisaw at naka-salbabida pa. At everytime susubukan naming alisin sya sa dagat, iiyak hahaha! Feel na feel nya ang tubig. Siguro kala nya malaking planggana yun hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos mag-swim, nagbanlaw kami and freshen up. Play naman kami sa cabana. Natuwa ko kasi nakikita kong enjoy si Pinchy. Di nga sya inantok eh tsaka dumede. Gusto nya water and spaghetti na kinain namin for merienda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung hapon na, palakad-lakad na lang kami sa pampang. Kuntento na kami na nababasa ang mga paa namin. Tapos syempre piktyuran. Tapos si Pinchy ni-shower ko na at nang makatulog at dede. Ayun, 730pm pa lang, knocked out na ang baby ko hehehe! Sarap ng sleep nya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami naman ni daddy, dun lang sa may labas nag-dinner. Buti sliding door dun sa room namin kaya kita namin si Pinchy from the outside. Kwentuhan lang tapos yung iba naming co-workers, nagiinuman at nagkukulitan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinabukasan, syempre swimming kami ulit ni Daddy and Pinchy. Humirit pa talaga bago umuwi hehehe! Tapos kain and then piktyur ulit. Tapos nauna na kaming bumalik pa-Maynila. Layo pa kasi ng byahe. Tsaka dumaan pa kaming Bag of Beans para bumili ng shepherd's pie and empanada. Recommended kasi tong place na to and we wanted to try it for ourselves. Sarap naman food nila pero next time siguro mas masarap pag dun kumain. After this, diretso pa kami ng Pancake House para mag-lunch. Enjoy si Pinchy kasi pinahawak ko sya ng crayon hehehe. Kala mo marunong na eh noh?! Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, our weekend was a blast! Ang peaceful ng feeling ko. Nakakawala ng stress na marinig yung waves lang ng dagat habang nagpapahinga. Happy rin ako kasi Daddy and Pinchy were there to share the experience with me. First time namin yun ginawa kaya I'm looking forward to May at meron pa kaming isang outing. Yipeee! San kaya maganda, Subic or 8 Waves hehehe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i love you, Dadi and Pinchy&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-8596943282885023705?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8596943282885023705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=8596943282885023705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/8596943282885023705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/8596943282885023705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/matabungkay-outing.html' title='Matabungkay outing'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3092/2447299487_d0f23b6d40_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-4546689570433406721</id><published>2008-04-18T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T14:02:45.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tara sa TriNoma!</title><content type='html'>Finally, after ilang months din, magkikita na kami ulit nina Apple, Eunice, and Shirley AKA Mean Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aktwali, tagal na tong naplano tapos di natuloy at eto nga, magkakasama ulit kami :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagal na rin pala naming friendships. Like 8yrs na mga lola! Buti na lang forever 18 lang tayo, db? hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakain lang kami then coffee at walang sawang tsikahan. Pag start na kami ng kwento, grabe ayaw magpapigil. Dami namin naipong kwento eh kaya go go go na ito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutal sa TriNoma naman kami magmi-meet later, mag-window shop na rin ako sa landmark. Ok dun, affordable yung mga tops tsaka maganda naman. At daan na rin ako sa grocery. Bibili ako nung baygon na electric mosquito chever. Kasi kahit na nagsi-spray ako, meron pa rin maliliit na lamok. Wawa naman si Pinchy pinapapak ng lamok kaya kelangan ko talaga bumili later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano pa nga ba...hmmm kelangan ko ito isulat and make sure na dadalhin ko yung list hahaha! Ilang beses na nga ba nangyari na naiwan ko sa bahay yung grocery list ko. Tsk. Kelangan ko na mag-gingko biloba :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige, dito na lang muna at luluto pa ko ng adobo and then eat tapos mag-prepare na for lakwatsa later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the rest of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i love you, dadi and pinchy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-4546689570433406721?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4546689570433406721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=4546689570433406721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/4546689570433406721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/4546689570433406721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/tara-sa-trinoma.html' title='Tara sa TriNoma!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-4930972047059927363</id><published>2008-04-11T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T20:27:16.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beachy</title><content type='html'>Hohum...inaantok na ko. Aga pa nga pasok ko bukas eh. Di bale last day na ng campaign namin sa isang outbound account. Makakapahinga na rin pero naman, 14hrs ako tomorrow sa shift. Grabe, wish ko lang di maglabasan ang mga sumpa sa mukha ko hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpunta kong SM kanina at syempre pa dami na talagang stuff for summer! Excited na ko! Gusto ko mag-beach! Pero syempre di pa namin napa-finalize kung kelan kami aalis at kung san ba kami patungo hahaha! Laki ng problema. Anyways, hopefully before matapos ang taon este April makaalis din kami hehehe! Wish ko lang. Siguro sa Subic na lang kami para di naman haggard ang byahe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinigilan ko ang sarili ko na bumili ng beach wear kasi gusto ko pag sure na tsaka na bumili at baka mausog. Tsaka ano ba yun, puro pang-payat naman yung mga binibenta parang na-OP ako :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sya, magbu-beauty sleep na ko at work work na naman bukas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i love you, dadi and pinchy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-4930972047059927363?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4930972047059927363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=4930972047059927363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/4930972047059927363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/4930972047059927363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/beachy.html' title='Beachy'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-6502570822332236050</id><published>2008-04-09T13:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T13:17:00.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang ineeeet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/2400432774/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2235/2400432774_37baabfcf8_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/2400432774/"&gt;DSC01906&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20353663@N00/"&gt;Nostalgic Girl&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana ok lang kayo kahit na napaka-init ng panahon. kababalik lang namin ni Pinchy and his yaya Nida from grocery. Namili lang ako ng ilang maluluto til mag-sweldo next week. Tagal naman ng sweldo! hehehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon nasa sm fairview kami, nagpalamig at kumain sa kfc. grabe sobrang na-miss ko yun! syempre pa fully loaded meal ang order ko hahaha! di na nga kami nag-dinner kasi mga 4pm na kami kumain. Pagkatapos kumain, nag-arcade pa kami sa Tom's World. Naka-save na sa card yung mga naipon naming ticket and sobrang 2005 pa ata yung mga yun hehe pero inipon ko nga kasi gusto ko magandang stuff naman ang ma-redeem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagtitingin-tingin ako dun sa counter nila and napansin ko yung gucci watch. Yung pede palitan ang strap and dial. Me extra pang shades. Di ko pinalampas hahaha! 2000 tickets yun eh pero we only had almost 1800 kaya sabi ni Dadi play pa raw kami. At nakuha ko nga yung set! Oh ha! Cutie naman, db. Tingnan nyo yung pic. In fairness, naaliw talaga ko and pagdating ng bahay, mega-try na ko sa lahat ng combination hahaha! Adik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige, kinwento ko lang yun hehe! Back to work muna ko at meron pa ko mga kelangan tapusin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa uulitin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i love you dadi and pinchy!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-6502570822332236050?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6502570822332236050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=6502570822332236050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/6502570822332236050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/6502570822332236050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/ang-ineeeet.html' title='Ang ineeeet!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2235/2400432774_37baabfcf8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-2350775919813085238</id><published>2008-04-08T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:32:44.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates! Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/2397942803/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3272/2397942803_0d58d3f409_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/2397942803/"&gt;jeremy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20353663@N00/"&gt;Nostalgic Girl&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hey y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back and i can't believe this is my first entry for April. I hope everybody's doing fine and I'm sure you are all planning for summer getaways or something. it's suuuuper hot kasi as in effing hot! napipilitan tuloy akong maligo hahaha! joke lang ha! naliligo naman ako pag bday ko! hahaha! tama na nga at baka maniwala na kayo :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, si Pinchy magwa-1yr and 4mos na this april. naku pinakalbo ko kasi ang haba ng hair nya tsaka nagkaka-bungang araw na sya sa init. tapos nahirapan din yung barber sa paggupit sa kanya kaya yun, sabi ko i-semikalbo na lang. at syempre ang tatay, nainggit sa dyunakiz. ayun, pareho silang bokal :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako naman nagka-allergy na ko sa init at pawis :( naku, malaki rin ang nagastos ko sa mga gamot pero ok na rin. sobrang hirap kaya nun. as in nangati buong katawan ko and nagka-rashes. siguro mga almost 2wks akong ganun. buti na lang unti-unting nawala pero ngayon i just make it a point na di ako pawisan or maarawan kasi yun nagti-trigger ng rashes. minsan na lang ako mangati at basta merong electric fan (aircon nga for life dapat ang sabi ng derma!) na nakatutok sa mukha ko, solb na :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally matutuloy na ata ang much-awaited get together namin ng Mean Girls. tentative date ng dinner namin is on april 18. sana sa trinoma na lang para malapit pero bahala na kung san tutal meron namang hush si apol. lola, pasakay ha! excited na ko! shirlz, me utang kang kwento hehe. une, ano na updates sa wedding plans nyo ni dennis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll see you girls real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay kelangan ko ng maraming pera. yung kasya pang-la union tapos after swimming namin dun diretso baguio na. saya, db! plan namin yan and sana nga magka-budget kasi syempre i want to bring along my family. kami pa lang ni bong ang nakapunta sa baguio eh. makalayo man lang pansamantala sa sobrang init dito sa manila. first time ni pinch nun if ever sa baguio and for sure magugustuhan nya kasi pawisin iyon tsaka baka sakaling magamit nya jacket and jogging pants nya kasi baka makalakhan na nya di man lang nya naisuot once hahaha! grabe, ang bilis lumaki ng baby ko. mabigat na sya kargahin buti kaya pa ng taga-alaga nya. kaloka hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sya, dami kong kwento hehe. pambawi lang kasi sobrang di ko na nabigyan ng atensyon ito. sa mga susunod na araw, dadalasan ko na ulit ang pagpo-post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you dadi and pinchy!&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-2350775919813085238?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2350775919813085238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=2350775919813085238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/2350775919813085238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/2350775919813085238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/jeremy.html' title='Updates! Updates!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3272/2397942803_0d58d3f409_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-8608577841492239799</id><published>2008-03-19T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T22:12:50.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday ko!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to me&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaiks! I got older today but definitely wiser naman :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with text messages from friends who greeted me on my special day. Syempre pa, I was so touched and thankful to those who remembered me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby P gifted me with Dior sunglasses. Cute :D Excited nga ko at ginamit ko na kagad nung papunta kaming Trinoma hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just had late lunch at TGIF and played afterwards at Timezone. Natuwa si Pinchy sa pagsakay sa carousel hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did some grocery and bought a pair of swimming trunks for Pinchy kasi balak namin mag-swim. At binili ko rin sya ng pail set para maglaro sya habang nasa beach. Wish ko lang matuloy kundi sayang naman ang mga pinagbibili ko LOL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun lang tapos umuwi na kami kasi meron pang gagawing report si Dadi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me utang pa kong treat kina Papa pero sabi ko next time na lang pag magaling na si Mama para complete kami :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again to those who remembered me today. Of course, thank you, Jesus, for giving me another year. It hasn't been easy these past few months but You always pave the way for us to see through it all. I love you, Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Dadi P and Pinchy, thank you for loving me. I love you so much! Thanks for making my life worth living :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my family, thanks for all your support. Hang in there! We're going to overcome all these trials and emerge victorious in the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear friends, hope to spend time with you before another leap year comes hahaha! I miss you all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, Dadi and Pinchy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-8608577841492239799?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8608577841492239799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=8608577841492239799&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/8608577841492239799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/8608577841492239799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/birthday-ko.html' title='birthday ko!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-5416324808332236402</id><published>2008-01-17T09:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T09:23:08.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>banana bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/2197989177/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2208/2197989177_b57f2cc3b0_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/2197989177/"&gt;banana bread&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20353663@N00/"&gt;Nostalgic Girl&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good morning everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with no voice. As in sound is coming out and I remember I had this terrible bout with cough the night before. That being the case, I wasn't able to report for work right away. I needed to have my voice back or else how do I communicate with my callers? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i went downstairs and thought of making coffee. I opened our ref and saw these two bananas which are almost wilted and is already black-skinned :D And then a thought came to me. Why don't I make a banana bread? I still have time to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the story of this banana bread lol. It's really yummy and our house smelled of it. It's nice to eat a freshly-baked bread. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="sliced bread by Nostalgic Girl, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/2198801080/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="sliced bread" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2326/2198801080_45bae27f31_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should do this more often. I'm thinking of doing cinnamon rolls next. Good luck to me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, dadi and pinchy :)&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-5416324808332236402?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5416324808332236402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=5416324808332236402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/5416324808332236402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/5416324808332236402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/banana-bread.html' title='banana bread'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2208/2197989177_b57f2cc3b0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-3084431709572215006</id><published>2007-12-20T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T03:48:46.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeremy'/><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday, Jeremy!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY 1st BIRTHDAY, JUSTIN JEREMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, 1yr. old na bibi pinchy ng momi at dadi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang bilis talaga ng panahon. Isang taon na pala mula nung nagpumilit kang lumabas kahit di pa dapat hehehe! Dati, ang liit mo, para kang isang loaf ng gardenia pero ngayon, big boy na, kulit-kulit pa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak, wish namin ni Dadi para sa yo lumaki kang mabait na bata. Alam kong kukulit at lilikot ka pa pero sana makikinig ka pag pinagsabihan ka ng nakatatanda. Para rin sa yo yan. Gusto rin sana namin makatapos ka ng pag-aaral mo. Kahit anong kurso ang gustuhin mo, gagawin namin ang lahat ng makakaya namin para maibigay yun sa yo. Marami pa kaming gusto para sa yo. Syempre all the best para sa aming unico hijo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paglaki mo at nakakabasa ka na, sana buhay pa ang blog na to para makita mo tong message namin, or kahit friendster pwede na rin :) Excited na kong marinig ang mga bida mo paglaki mo pero sa ngayon, baby ka pa rin namin ni Dadi. Kakargahin pa rin kita pag naglalambing ka kahit sumasakit na ang balakang ko hahaha! Tabi pa rin tayo matulog kahit na sobrang likot mo katabi. At syempre laro pa rin tayo ng habulan, actually gapangan kasi gumagapang ka :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you so much, Jeremy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, happy 1st birthday! Mwaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-3084431709572215006?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3084431709572215006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=3084431709572215006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/3084431709572215006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/3084431709572215006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-1st-birthday-jeremy.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday, Jeremy!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-6916315342187362470</id><published>2007-12-07T13:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T13:24:32.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chewy choco chips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/2074516911/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2018/2074516911_c1b06e4591_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/2074516911/"&gt;DSC01296&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20353663@N00/"&gt;Nostalgic Girl&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I baked these yummy chewy chocolate chip cookies last Nov. 29 pa and just got to blog about it today. As you can see in the photo, they look crispy pero chewy yan in real life hehehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found an easy-to-do recipe from www.bakingbites.com and since then I've always wanted to try it out for myself. My hubby loved it and also my Mom. Wala silang ibang masabi kundi bakit konti lang daw ginawa ko LOL. Kasi I wanted to try it out first and then if yummy nga ang outcome, I'll bake more. I plan to give away my bakies sa birthday ni Pinchy. Instead na mga souvenir pa kasi ito personalised talaga and I will bake these myself :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige, gtg. We have no yaya na naman for Pinch kaya ala na naman akong sleep most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, dadi and pinchy :)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-6916315342187362470?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6916315342187362470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=6916315342187362470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/6916315342187362470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/6916315342187362470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2007/12/chewy-choco-chips.html' title='chewy choco chips'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2018/2074516911_c1b06e4591_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-5480018484583048435</id><published>2007-11-12T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T19:28:02.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yummy apple pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/1981656393/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2167/1981656393_451e94dcf9_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/1981656393/"&gt;DSC01272&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20353663@N00/"&gt;Nostalgic Girl&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hiyee everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back and I have made yet another apple pie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I used another recipe with the traditional pie and it turned out yummy and moist. Just the way I imagined it to be :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, sobrang addicted na ko sa pagbe-bake. I can't wait to try the chocolate cake recipe I found on the net kaya lang I don't have dark chocolate yet. Siguro I'll try it this weekend. Or cookies kaya. Or muffins. Grabe, daming choices. Gusto ko i-try lahat hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, nag-resume na ko ng workout ko with hip hop abs. Na-miss ko yun ah. Last week kasi busy sa recruitment with MMH kaya ayun, di ko nagawa. Stressed ako sobra para mag-workout kaya kumain na lang ako ng marami hahaha! Loka talaga :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige, til next kwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, dadi and pinchy&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-5480018484583048435?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5480018484583048435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=5480018484583048435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/5480018484583048435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/5480018484583048435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/yummy-apple-pie.html' title='yummy apple pie'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2167/1981656393_451e94dcf9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-357187486039176959</id><published>2007-11-09T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T17:17:50.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apple pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/1931413096/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2106/1931413096_885f3128a1_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/1931413096/"&gt;apple pie&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20353663@N00/"&gt;Nostalgic Girl&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See that yummy looking pie? I baked it! True, hehehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time to bake an apple pie and it turned out yummy naman although it wasn't moist in the inside. I'm guessing kulang yung apples na nilagay ko, or na-overmix ko yung batter or di kasi ako naka-cake pan kaya ganun. Square pan lang ginamit ko kasi eh yun pa lang ang meron ako. Anyways, masarap naman, naubos nga agad eh pero I want to try another recipe next time, yung mukang pie talaga. Itong sa kin kasi, I just made a batter then poured in the apples tossed in cinnamon, flour and brown sugar tapos gumawa ko ng parang cinnamon topping. Kaya ayun, mas muka syang apple bread :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been surfing the net for recipes and I already have loads of it waiting to be tried :D My first attempt was a tray of brownies. Yummy din lalo na pag galing sa ref. Hay, I want to pursue this. Kaya lang I checked earlier at SM for the baking ware ang mamahal pala. Oh well, one of these days Pom and I will check out Chocolate Lovers for their stuff. I want to buy semi-sweet choco chips and walnuts for the cookies I'm dying to try eh hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana I can share my goodies with you all. It's nice din kasi na makuha ko feedback ng iba para I can improve my craft :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, dadi and pinchy :)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-357187486039176959?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/357187486039176959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=357187486039176959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/357187486039176959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/357187486039176959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/apple-pie.html' title='apple pie'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2106/1931413096_885f3128a1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-5002617634781402311</id><published>2007-10-30T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:37:00.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brownies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/1803121715/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1803121715_72200c22cb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/1803121715/"&gt;DSC01253&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20353663@N00/"&gt;Nostalgic Girl&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ihola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone's doing great :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I baked some brownies yesterday and for a first-timer like me, it was soo good :)Actually it was a ready-mix brownie but I still had to add eggs and butter and mix it really well. Good thing it turned out yummy. It tasted much better when I put it in the fridge and let rest overnight. It was chewy and chocolatey but not too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;My next experiment, chocolate cake :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took pictures of Jeremy today and I like this one so much. Just look at how adorable his tooth is LOL! Hay. How fast time flies. He'll turn 1 this december, I'm so excited na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much work today. I had the chance to get started on my hip hop abs DVD and it was a great workout! I'll do it again tomorrow and hopefully in the days to come. Sana lang my procrastination won't get the better of me hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all soon! Keep safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, dadi and pinch!&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-5002617634781402311?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5002617634781402311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=5002617634781402311&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/5002617634781402311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/5002617634781402311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/brownies.html' title='brownies'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/1803121715_72200c22cb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-6238549655418462394</id><published>2007-10-15T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:22:12.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday again</title><content type='html'>Happy Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on shift right now and there are not much calls so I have the time to blog hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so excited these past few days and it's because my baby Jeremy's first tooth has erupted! Actually, it's not very obvious yet but just the same I think it's cute. And besides, that means he'll have teeth come his first birthday in  December. Aaw :) My baby is growing up so fast and I'm very happy to witness his every milestone. Now, he's been practising to stand without support and he's able to do so for a few minutes. Last time I caught him attempting to climb up the sofa LOL He also babbles non-stop. He answers me with more babble when I speak with him. He pinches my face when he's happy hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. The wonders of motherhood. I don't think I could get enough of my baby. Even when I'm on shift, I check on him from time to time. I love watching him sleep and he makes a sucking motion hehehe. I just love looking at him and telling him that Daddy and I love him so much. I suppose he can understand me because he answers with the sweetest smile I have ever seen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His 1st birthday is coming very soon and we still have to save for it. I'm sure the events will be pretty hazy to him for him to remember but I'll be sure to catch everything on video so I can show it to him in the future hehe. I'll also make a wish list for the guests so that they don't have to think real hard for the gift hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll catch up with everyone again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, dadi and pinchy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. too: i've been cooking lately and it's not just fried dishes LOL And I've been getting positive feedback. I hope to try my hand at baking soon but first, I got to get myself an oven :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-6238549655418462394?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6238549655418462394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=6238549655418462394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/6238549655418462394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/6238549655418462394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-monday-im-on-shift-right-now-and.html' title='Monday again'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-3137846820337559564</id><published>2007-10-08T01:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T01:53:37.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pinch and momi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/1506914749/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2152/1506914749_3a2b13c651_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/1506914749/"&gt;pinch and momi&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20353663@N00/"&gt;Nostalgic Girl&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Good morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday na ulit and October na! Amoy-pasko na nga for me eh hehe. Dami na ring display ng christmas trees sa malls tsaka pamasko na rin ang tugtog. I'm excited na. Malapit na kasi mag-1yr old si baby tapos ito ang 2nd christmas na kasama namin sya ni dadi :) Ang bilis ng panahon, parang kelan lang eh ang laki-laki pa ng tyan ko. Well, malaki pa rin naman til now hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Oct maglalagay na kami ng christmas tree. Last year ala kaming time kaya ngayon gagawin ko talaga. I have a lot to be thankful for kahit na medyo mahirap ang taon na to para sa min. At least nalagpasan namin yung ibang prob and meron pa ring natira pero matatapos din yun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, dadi took this pic last saturday morning. Bagong gising kami kaya magulo buhok ni baby hehe. Nagpipiglas nga sya dyan eh kaya nakatingin sya sa dadi nya. Gusto kasi gumapang at tumayo at maglaro :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingat sa lahat and have a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you pinchy and dadi :)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-3137846820337559564?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3137846820337559564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=3137846820337559564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/3137846820337559564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/3137846820337559564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2007/10/pinch-and-momi.html' title='pinch and momi'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2152/1506914749_3a2b13c651_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-2986914940886966251</id><published>2007-09-18T17:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:23:18.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la lang</title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe, ano'ng petsa na since last ako nag-post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot of kwento pero tamad ako magsulat. awa lang ako sa blog ko at walang activity eh hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, my baby pinchy is turning 9mos this coming 20th. Big boy na! gapang ng gapang. lakas dumede. lakas kumain. ang daldal na rin. babble ng babble. mahilig na rin manood ng fave cartoons nya at tv patrol hahaha! ewan ko ba dun talagang seryoso sya pag news na. kala mo naiintindihan na :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still working from home. pag off ko, watch ako ng mga series either online or sa dvd. ang dami kong gusto panoorin kaya lang pag natuwa ako, di ako natutulog :( as in. di ko mapigilan sarili ko eh. kaya ayun, babalik na naman dermatitis ko. hay. sabi nga ni pom, para raw akong me maskara :( pag pinatingnan ko sa derma, bibigyan ako ng gamot. gagaling. tapos pag napuyat ako, ganun ulit. or na-stress. babalik din. kaya sa tingin ko hangga't di ko binabago lifestyle ko (i.e. pagpupuyat, pagwoworry etc), di mawawala dermatitis ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan lang muna. next post ulit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lapit na christmas! lapit na rin mag-1st bday bb ko :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, my babies :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-2986914940886966251?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2986914940886966251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=2986914940886966251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/2986914940886966251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/2986914940886966251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2007/09/latest-entry.html' title='la lang'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-4560642536482133650</id><published>2007-04-22T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T23:21:24.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/Nostalgic_Girl/-r0na-58.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the latest pic of my baby Jeremy. He turned 4mos last April 20. Naku ang likot grabe. marunong na dumapa. from his tummy to his back yan ha :D at daldal na rin. Gusto na atang magsalita. last week ko sya ni-start mag-solids. so far, pakonti-konti talaga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laki na ng baby boy ko. Parang kelan lang eh ang liit-liit nya pero ngayon almost 15lbs na sya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan lang chika sa buhay ko. Tsaka finally nakarating na rin ako sa Baguio! As in di ako magkandaugaga sa paguwi dahil sa bigat ng dala ko hehe :) Anyways, it was a fun trip along with my co-workers. It was a treat for the Recruitment team which I head for all our hardwork these past months. Next post na pics :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, my babies :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-4560642536482133650?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4560642536482133650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=4560642536482133650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/4560642536482133650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/4560642536482133650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-9148458338133276743</id><published>2007-03-28T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T23:06:27.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jeremy's video</title><content type='html'>sarap maging mommy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was playing around with my baby jeremy and then he smiled. actually, medyo madalas na sya smile and social smile yun ha. di na involuntary like before na pag tulog sya, ngingiti sya. so hinuli ko ulit ang ngiti nya and good thing, na-capture ko sa video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/Nostalgic_Girl/?action=view&amp;current=jeremy.flv"&gt;http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/Nostalgic_Girl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jeremy.flv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para na rin syang nakikipag-usap :) gusto nya yung kinakausap sya. madaldal ata anak ko paglaki. kanino kaya nagmana hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang bilis ng panahon. 3mos and 1wk na sya. di ko na mamamalayan eh magsasalita na sya tapos lalakad, and then tatakbo. naku, hanggang dyan na lang muna. i-enjoy ko muna ang time na di pa makakapangatwiran ang anak ko sa kin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, my babies :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-9148458338133276743?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9148458338133276743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=9148458338133276743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/9148458338133276743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/9148458338133276743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2007/03/jeremys-video.html' title='jeremy&apos;s video'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-2994253307527318885</id><published>2007-03-26T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:38:53.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2007!</title><content type='html'>Hello! first post ko for 2007 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naging busy kasi the last time kaya di ko naasikaso. anyways, my baby jeremy is now 3mos and 6 days old. very cutie (syempre anak ko yun eh haha!) di na sya masyadong kinakabagan and yung colic nga, parang pawala na. sana nga kasi wawa naman sya pag umiiyak dahil sa sakit ng tyan eh tsaka lagi kaming puyat. ngayon, kaya na nya matulog ng 6hrs straight sa gabi! i'm so happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post pics sa susunod na entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dito muna. next time ulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, my babies :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-2994253307527318885?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2994253307527318885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=2994253307527318885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/2994253307527318885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/2994253307527318885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-first-post-ko-for-2007-d-naging.html' title='Hello 2007!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-4125973844400903843</id><published>2006-12-31T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T23:36:50.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year</title><content type='html'>halos isang oras na lang at bagong taon na naman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe, ang bilis ng panahon. daming nangyari sa buhay ko sa loob lang ng isang taon. nag-asawa ako, nagbuntis at nanganak. may mga naging problema pero ang mahalaga, nalampasan namin yon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa bagong taong darating, ano kaya ang naghihintay? kahit ano pa man yon, isa lang ang sigurado ako...kahit anong mangyari, magpapasalamat ako at dahil sa mga pagsubok na pinagdaanan ko, lalo akong naging matapang. pag tinitingnan ko ang maamong mukha ng baby boy ko, pakiramdam ko kahit ano kaya kong gawin alang-alang sa kanya. lahat titiisin ko para sa mahal kong anak. hanggang ngayon nga di ko lubos maisip kung pano ko nailabas sa mundo ang munting anghel ko :) tingnan nyo na lang ang picture nya at panigurado maga-agree kayo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/339671821/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/136/339671821_a98bb543b1_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Jeremy's pics 041" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya sa ating lahat, hangad ko ang isang manigong bagong taon! ano man ang dalhin sa tin ng darating na taon, magpasalamat tayo at binigyan tayo ng pagkakataon ni Jesus na i-enjoy ang isa pang taon sa ating mga buhay. at eto totoo talaga, kahit ano pang problema ang ibigay Nya sa tin, sure ako na gagawa rin Sya ng paraan para makayanan natin yon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year sa lahat! God bless us all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. happy new year, daddy and baby :) sobra akong thankful at magkakasama tayo. mahal na mahal ko kayo. kayo ang kayamanan ko :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-4125973844400903843?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4125973844400903843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=4125973844400903843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/4125973844400903843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/4125973844400903843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/136/339671821_a98bb543b1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-7179329818988664784</id><published>2006-12-23T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T00:44:01.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to the world!</title><content type='html'>hi everybody! i have great news...i gave birth na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i was only on my 33rd week of pregnancy and my due date was supposedly on feb 5, 2007. pero sobra ata kong natagtag eh kaya napaaga. wala rin masabing reason ang doctor kung bakit ganon ang nangyari pero sabi nya ang babies kasi merong sariling isip. pag gusto na nila lumabas, ala nang makakapigil :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, ayon nga ipinanganak ko si Justin Jeremy last wednesday, dec 2o via normal delivery. he weighed 3.96lbs only kasi nga premature. but the good thing is, he was so active and kulit. masaya na rin kami at kahit napaaga sya eh, he's healthy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'd like to thank our families and friends who prayed for my baby's good health. na-discharge ako from the hospital last thursday but he had to stay in the incubator para ma-monitor pa ang health nya. the good news is, we can bring him home na tomorrow! sobrang saya namin ng daddy nya at kasama namin sya pasko at syempre sa pagsalubong ng bagong taon. hay! this has been a great year talaga for me. i really couldn't ask for anything more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa next post ko, labor experience naman share ko hahaha! la lang. gusto ko i-share. kahit pano, i'm proud of what i had to go through. all the pain was worth it talaga when i heard my baby cry for the first time. ang lakas nya umiyak actually hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lapit na christmas kaya a MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR to everyone! May God bless us all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you very much, my baby Jeremy and daddy Pom. mwaaaah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-7179329818988664784?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7179329818988664784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=7179329818988664784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/7179329818988664784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/7179329818988664784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/12/welcome-to-world.html' title='welcome to the world!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-1369552638056326014</id><published>2006-12-09T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T12:41:19.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tgk yule ball</title><content type='html'>i can say that i am not a very lucky person when it comes to raffles, draws or some kind of game of chance. the most i've won was a wall clock and that was like, back in 1998 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night though was different. my hubby and i went home with an armful of prizes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first off, we collected a number of mugs because he kept on answering trivia questions and may i add that i actually coached him on some questions hahaha! next, he was crowned King of the Night! yeah, i know he will be so full of himself when he reads this but i admit he looked handsome last night what with his coat and tie ensemble :) it's a good thing i also had my hair and make-up done or else i would have looked like a freakin' stage wife :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/317540867/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/127/317540867_bec46a6a37_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="tgk party 003" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for his prize, we got to collect cash, a huge bouquet, a gift pack and of course, a king is not a king without his crown, scepter and robe (or was it a cape hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the raffle of prizes, i won for myself a spankin' brand new logitech USB headset! God knows how much i need it since i've been working for the longest time with a problematic headset. and it doesn't come cheap as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the moment finally arrived to draw the names of people who have the chance to win any of the two major prizes: digicam and laptop. we all held our breath in anticipation and pom was announced as one of the lucky four people who will take their pick from the magic bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i saw him take his pick from the lot and looked dejected afterwards, i figured he didn't win. he was so hoping to take it home but then, everybody in the party was :) and of course, there's only one winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;major prize or not, i still feel like i've gotten more than my share from the party. i got to meet the people behind the voices, newbies i've interviewed in the past and of course, old friends who i haven't seen for the longest time. you all know who you are :) they were all surprised to see my tummy so big and i can feel that they are happy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we got so lucky last night because i'm pregnant, who knows :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luck or not, i'm sure that our Jeremy was so proud of his dad. he kept on twisting and changing positions in my tummy last night i thought he already wanted to get out :) we'll see you soon, baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my hubby, you'll always be the king of my world and that's for keeps :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, my babies :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-1369552638056326014?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1369552638056326014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=1369552638056326014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/1369552638056326014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/1369552638056326014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/12/tgk-yule-ball.html' title='tgk yule ball'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-4783260691702425400</id><published>2006-11-19T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T21:50:08.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pacman</title><content type='html'>i worked overtime today and i was hoping to finish my shift in time to watch manny pacquiao's bout with erik morales. di ko ata matitiis na makinig na lang sa mga kasama ko sa bahay na nag-iingay habang nagwo-work ako nuh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, di ko napigilan ang sarili ko at ni-ym ko friend ko na nasa chicago. syempre tinanong ko na kung sinong nanalo at yon nga...nanalo si manny in just 3 rounds and TKO pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;galing nuh! kaya mas ganado akong nanood nung finally eh pinalabas na rin sa solar sports and sa chan 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas ginanahan ako nung malaman kong nilagang baka ulam namin hahaha! food na naman :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sya, sa susunod ulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, my babies :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-4783260691702425400?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4783260691702425400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=4783260691702425400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/4783260691702425400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/4783260691702425400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/11/pacman.html' title='pacman'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-6103163666157398217</id><published>2006-11-19T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T04:07:39.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping!</title><content type='html'>grabe, na-miss ko sm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time kasi sa robinson's na kami naggo-grocery dahil di masyadong maraming tao kaya di na kami punta ng sm ni hubby. kaya nagulat ako nung nalaman kong meron nang go nuts donuts sa sm fairview!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in. di ko nga lang alam kung kelan pa nagkaron but still excited ako kasi di na malayo sa min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;tapos pasko na talaga. ganda ng decors hehe tsaka dami na namimili. ako di pa nakakapagsimula ng pagbili ng gifts. siguro by dec na. actually, tamad na ko maglakad ng matagal kasi bigat na ng tyan ko eh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;namili na rin kami ng ilang gamit ni baby. di ko pa kasi complete yong list kaya yong mga essentials pa lang ang nabili namin. yong crib, by dec bili na rin kami. sandali na lang makakasama na namin ang baby boy namin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;finally, nag-pig out kami ni bebe sa superbowl of china. sarap hehe :D monthsary kasi namin eh kaya ayon, sige, lamon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;yan lang bago sa kin. til next kwento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, my babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. 2: happy monthsary, bebe! looking forward to spending the rest of our lives together. mwaaah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-6103163666157398217?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6103163666157398217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=6103163666157398217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/6103163666157398217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/6103163666157398217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/11/shopping.html' title='shopping!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-116215643763043894</id><published>2006-10-30T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T05:13:57.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas time</title><content type='html'>i can smell christmas in the air :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about two weeks ago, we put up our christmas tree and we also started playing christmas songs. hay. i just love christmas. lapit na bday ni Jesus syempre tsaka la lang i feel like everybody's nice during christmas hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year, my friend and i went shopping for christmas decors at divisoria. i'd really want to go shop there for gifts but then, it's now difficult for me to commute with my bulging tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;last night my bebe and i went shopping at robinson's and we saw this really cute crib/playpen for baby, color blue pa :) balikan naman sa dec. for sure don pa yon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;we intend to buy Jeremy's stuff kasi on dec na and we're so excited. i'll make a list of the basic items that we will need. grabe, lapit na sya lumabas and before we know it, kasama na namin ang aming baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;advanced merry christmas po sa lahat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, my babies :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-116215643763043894?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116215643763043894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=116215643763043894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/116215643763043894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/116215643763043894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/christmas-time.html' title='christmas time'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-116119858443376792</id><published>2006-10-19T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T03:09:44.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our baby boy</title><content type='html'>it's a baby boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had my ultrasound yesterday and the sonologist confirmed it. kita rin naman namin "lawit" ni baby hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were waiting for our turn, kulitan lang kami ni pom kasi ang tagal dumating ni doc eh. ako naman kinukulit ko si baby kasi di sya masyadong active. pagod na ata kaka-tumbling :) nung kinakausap ko si baby, panay na galaw nya. as in maya-maya naman hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, turn na namin. i was so excited to see my baby again. lalo na si hubby kasi di nya naabutan yong una ko eh. when we saw our baby's face sa monitor, we were overwhelmed. nakita namin face nya pati mga kamay tsaka paa. complete fingers nya hehe. and most importantly, lumabas sa ultrasound na healthy sya and everything's normal. nakahinga ako ng maluwag. it was at that point na napaluha ako. pati rin si pom. mas lalo ata syang nag-emote nung nalaman namin gender ni baby. gusto kasi namin baby boy and binigay naman sa min. sana nga "junjun" nya yong nakita namin hahaha! so, the next part now is choosing a name for our baby boy and bili na rin ng ilang important stuff na kelangan nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yon lang. just wanted to share the good news with everybody. 3mos na lang and makikita na namin si baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Jesus for this wonderful blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, my babies :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-116119858443376792?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116119858443376792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=116119858443376792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/116119858443376792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/116119858443376792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/our-baby-boy.html' title='our baby boy'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-115949106010463588</id><published>2006-09-29T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T08:51:00.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blackout!</title><content type='html'>hay buhay! ala kaming kuryente kagabi. eh syempre, sa bahay lang kami nagwo-work ni pom kaya importanteng merong dsl at kuryente. option is pumunta sa hq namin sa boni at don mag-work. naku, yaw ko pa naman magbyahe at me bagyo nga. although ala masyadong ulan, lakas naman ng hangin nuh! di ko feel matangay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, buong luzon pala ang walang kuryente. eh di good! di na kami aalis pero yon nga lang, sayang ang pera. well, ganon talaga. isipin na lang namin na nag-leave kami from work hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to naman si pom kahit alang shift, di makatulog. eh pano, tulog sya maghapon dahil me pasok kahapon. ako naman antoks na kaya kahit gusto ko pa makipagkwentuhan, di ko na magawa. si baby pa sipa ng sipa hehe. hirap humanap ng pwesto makatulog lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;binangungot pa ata ako kagabi. katakot! meron daw babaeng nakaupo don sa may sofa sa tabi ng kwarto namin. hinahawakan nya ko. grabeng pawis ko pagkagising ko. nag-pray na lang ako tsaka lang ako nakakilos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakatulog din ako ulit pero another dream na naman. nagsuka raw ako sa panaginip. nagising ako dahil ginigising ako ni pom. para raw akong nagga-gag sa pagtulog. takot daw sya kala nya kung ano na nangyari sa kin. haay. dami kong dreams. buti nakatulog pa rin ako after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i woke up mga 6am kanina. before 7am, nagka-kuryente din! pede pa ko mag-shift kasi 4am-12pm naman pasok ko pero pagbukas ko ng pc, ala namang dsl :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hintay-hintay lang then nagkaron na. nag-in ako mga 7:30-12. keri na. sayang din ang sweldo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habang naginternet ako, nagulat ako sa biglang sipa na na-feel ko. oh yes! isang malakas na sipa. parang inipon ni baby lahat ng lakas nya at pinaramdam sa kin hihi. saya-saya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, sweldo na tapos off ko pa later! yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dito na lang ulit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, my babies :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-115949106010463588?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115949106010463588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=115949106010463588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/115949106010463588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/115949106010463588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/blackout.html' title='blackout!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-115941485111337743</id><published>2006-09-28T11:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T11:40:51.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my baby's moving!</title><content type='html'>grabe, madalas na gumalaw baby ko ngayon. as in ramdam ko na presence nya sa tummy ko :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas madalas sya gumalaw pag watch ako ng discovery tsaka animal planet. sunod-sunod galaw nya. quickening daw tawag dito. saya rin nga daddy nya nung nilagay nya kamay nya sa tummy ko tapos saktong gumalaw. nagpe-pray ako non. before ako matulog, naku katakot-takot na ikot muna sa kama gagawin ko bago ko mahanap ang magandang pwesto. gumagalaw kasi si baby pag di nya type eh. baka naiipit sya hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, ilang buwan na lang at lalabas na sya. sobrang excited na kami and at the same time, natatakot din kasi duwag ako. waaaah! pero i know, mas lamang ang excitement at kahit ano kakayanin ko para sa baby ko :) pray nga ko lagi na sana walang maging problema pag dumating time ng panganganak ko :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayon lang, actually dami ko na na-type kanina eh tapos biglang namatay pc ko. hmmpf! limot ko na mga sinulat ko kanina hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sya, til next kwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tc everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, my babies :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-115941485111337743?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115941485111337743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=115941485111337743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/115941485111337743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/115941485111337743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-babys-moving_28.html' title='my baby&apos;s moving!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-115851046815851575</id><published>2006-09-18T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T00:28:35.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 1st monthsary!</title><content type='html'>I would just like to greet my hubby bebe a very happy 1st monthsary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've got a long way to go, bebe. i know that this is just the beginning of a wonderful lifetime we would be spending together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom-in-law called the other night just to thank me. maybe you'll ask what for. well, she just thanked me for loving his son and for taking care of him. you see, she's in the US and have been there for the longest time. she said she's thankful that my bebe found someone to love him since she's not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all together now. aaaaaw :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that call made my night complete :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was excitedly waiting for the time that i'd finally get to experience my baby moving in my womb. there were times when i thought i felt him kick or move but i wasn't quite sure about it. maybe i was just hungry or something. anyways, i was praying when i actually felt him move around. i think it was wednesday night. that time, i was so positive. it just felt like waves in my tummy. i stopped from what i was doing and touched my tummy. it felt wonderful. it was like he was making his presence felt and to assure me that he's doing well in his little home. while still touching my tummy, i whispered to him to do it again just to make sure that i was not mistaken. true enough, he did it another time! gosh, ganon pala feeling. it's indescribable :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i've been feeling his moves a lot of times everyday. it's still the wave-like feeling. as my pregnancy progresses, i will actually feel his kicks. can't wait for that day. his daddy is excited to feel it as well. lapit na yon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. love you, my babies :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-115851046815851575?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115851046815851575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=115851046815851575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/115851046815851575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/115851046815851575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-1st-monthsary.html' title='happy 1st monthsary!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-115585660892444448</id><published>2006-08-18T06:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T22:57:18.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day I said "I Do"</title><content type='html'>WARNING: Mush ahead :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was still a young girl, I was idealistic. I daydreamed about meeting THE ONE and I wanted him to be ideal in that he should be kind, understanding, witty, funny, loving, patient and a lot more positive traits. I did not want him to be sooo handsome or else, there'll be other girls I'd have to compete for his attention with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequently, after meeting THE ONE, we'd have a wonderful wedding in the future. I foresaw it to be a grand one, with lots of food, overflowing booze, fun activities and of course, it wouldn't be complete without our respective families and friends. It would be a day full of love and I would want everybody to feel it when they see me walk down the aisle to pledge for an everlasting love with THE ONE for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I grew older and finally fell in love, my dreams were shattered. There's no such thing as IDEAL. Pain is real and it hurt me so much that I never expected to bounce back again. I thought he was the one for me because he said so. I imagined living my life with him and at that time, I couldn't think of continuing my life without him. He became an important part of my life and I wanted him be a permanent fixture in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, things don't always work out the way we want them to be. The said boyfriend and I had to part ways and I was left with no choice but to just accept the fact that that was the end to all of my dreams. Gone were the THE ONE and the perfect wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved on with my life but I have to say that I lost faith in love. Yes, I had boyfriends but I can hardly call those relationships because I was not sure if I loved any one of them. I guess I just let the wind take me where it wanted me to be. I knew I needed a constant companion. And as bad as it may sound, now that I think about it, I think I just used them. I'd like to reassure myself from time to time that people still appreciate me and that however plain I might look like, I still attract attention from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until it came to a point where I said to myself, I have had enough. I don't want pseudo-relationships anymore. I want the real thing. If a guy can't accept me for what I am, I won't force it. I did not want to actively participate in finding THE ONE. I just got tired from all of it. I felt like I deserved more but I ended up shortchanged. And then I decided to just leave it all to fate. Yeah, just let it be. If someone sweeps me off my feet one day, that would be great. But if none, that's all right too. There are a lot of things to do anyways. I have my family and friends to support me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what, I did get lonely. I missed having someone to just be there and listen to my endless rantings about life in general. No more movie dates. In fact, I rarely watched a movie then because my friends had boyfriends who would accompany them. I didn't want to be the third wheel. I'd just feel more sorry for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, I was minding my own business, and it suddenly happened. I met him. It was just an ordinary meeting. No sparks whatsoever. We became friends eventually and as I got to know him, I just realized that I was slowly but surely falling for him. He didn't hide anything from me, at least as far as I know. I learned to embrace everything about him...his weird personality, his love for all cartoons and long, motorbike travels. In return, I told him everything about myself. It was good to know that I can just be myself when we talk or when we go out for midnight snacks. After we finish our shifts, he would come to my place and we'd eat and tell stories as well. As if that is not enough, we'd spend hours talking on the phone. It's like we had this thirst to know everything about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, he just asked me if I wanted to be his girlfriend. I was surprised to hear it that soon but then, not so surprised anymore because I saw it coming :) I thought about it for some time then I said yes. We became an item and things just got better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to give love another chance. I figured if I would like to get the love that I deserved, might as well risk it one last time. I kind of set an ultimatum for myself. If this wouldn't work, I wouldn't bother anymore. Maybe it's not just for me. Or maybe I'm destined to do other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a long time ago when these thoughts came in to mind. Now, we have decided to take our relationship to the next level. The ultimate one if I may say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We exchanged our wedding vows earlier today. It was just a simple, civil wedding ceremony with our families and close friends in attendance. Very far from the grand wedding I have long formed in my mind. But at that moment, all I remembered was the contentment and love I shared with my husband. Husband. I like the sound of it. I now have a husband. Friends and neighbors used to poke fun at me in the past because I had no boyfriend. They thought I wouldn't get married but look at where I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I didn't expect this to happen to me. If somebody would tell me now that I'd get married this year, I'd really think that's the funniest joke ever thrown at me. But I guess, things just happen when we least expect them. In my case, love came knocking on my door when I seemed to have lost all hope that it will come and find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, maybe you'd ask me if he is THE ONE. I honestly believe he is. He may not be the ideal guy I've always thought I'd meet one day, but definitely he's the one that would complement my personality. He can make me laugh. We can tell stories about anything under the sun. He thinks it's funny when I snort everytime I laugh real hard, he's so patient with me, gets along well with my family and friends, and most of all loves me and makes me feel such all the time. I could not ask for more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my hubby bebe, I know we still have a long way to go, in fact, we have only just begun to quote a song. Things may not always run smooth but as long as I've got you by my side, I'm sure that we can weather everything that life would throw at us. I vowed to stay with you for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part and I intend to do so. I love you so much and I just can't wait to start our journey as husband and wife :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the song I Didn't Know I Was Looking For Love by EBTG? That perfectly described what I felt when I fell for you. I can't think yet of another song that would match our love story but maybe I Finally Found Someone by Barbara Streisand and Bryan Adams is a good choice. I'll get a copy so we can sample it together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months from now, we will be joined by our little angel. Nothing could be better than that. I'm overwhelmed with the thought of becoming a mother and what he or she will look like. I hope our baby takes after you because I want him/her to grow up strong like you are. Maybe your nose too, and your height hahaha! But no matter what happens, I promise to be a good mom to our baby and a good wife to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much, my babies and I always will :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-115585660892444448?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115585660892444448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=115585660892444448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/115585660892444448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/115585660892444448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/day-i-said-i-do.html' title='The Day I said &quot;I Do&quot;'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-115499284786036017</id><published>2006-08-08T04:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:45:20.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big news</title><content type='html'>i went to a bbq luncheon party at our TGK headquarters in San Francisco Gardens Condo last Sunday and everybody who saw me were surprised with what they saw...my bulging belly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's official. I would like to announce to everybody, well, to peeps out there who visit my blog, that yes, I am pregnant :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first learned of my pregnancy, I was ecstatic. This blessing could not have come at such an opportune time. Everything's going my way and I couldn't ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed up for newsletters, I browsed the internet. I was always on the hunt for sites that could give me information on how to cope with pregnancy. I was careful not to do things that could harm my baby. But there were times when I'd forget my situation and still skip while walking downstairs. I know, it's bad. My mom had to always remind me to walk in just the right pace and not to hurry :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my family learned of my condition, they were all supportive of me. In fact, we are one in praying for a healthy baby boy because I already have a niece. But of course, either a boy or a girl will be fine. I'd be excited just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, my pregnancy is going on smoothly. No morning sickness, nausea and the likes. Of course, I had the usual cravings but most of them were just common food. nothing of the weird stuff :) The only problem I'm having is the constant urge to eat. Like once i start, i can't stop. hahaha! sounds like a commercial, huh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my 9th week when I had my ultrasound and it was amazing when I saw my baby on the monitor. He was so tiny but I could already make out his head, his body and arms from the figure. The results also showed that his heart is beating normally. I actually shed some tears when I saw my baby. I can't believe that I'm going to be a mommy soon. My hubby-to-be was not with me at that time because he had to leave for an errand. When he came back to the hospital, I was already inside. I kept on teasing him that he didn't see his baby for the first time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had my recent check-up last Saturday and had the chance to listen to my baby's heartbeat. It was like listening to horses galloping hahaha! according to my OB, a baby's heartbeat is twice as faster than adults. that explains it. I was just too excited to hear him for the first time. It's fascinating to know that I have a healthy human being developing inside of me. aaaw :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already on my 14th week. A few more weeks to go and I'll have my second ultrasound. First, to check if the anechoic cyst found on my left ovary is not there anymore and of course, we can try if the gender of my baby can be determined at that time. I just hope he exposes his self. I can't wait to go shopping for my little bundle of joy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that's the rundown of my life's story these past few months. A lot has changed. Sometimes I wonder what will I do if I get overwhelmed by all the things happening to me, but I always believe that things happen for a reason. There's wisdom in these words. If not for all the things that happened to me in the past, I wouldn't be with the person I love most and who loves me in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Jesus for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you, my babies :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-115499284786036017?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115499284786036017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=115499284786036017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/115499284786036017'/><link rel='self' 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anymore of my face looking so red and blotchy kaya i decided to consult a dermatologist na. i know, i know. i should've done this a loooong time ago. but the ever procrastinator and doctor-phobic me (sorry, don't know the right term. will google it later. see, i'm procrastinating :P), delayed the derma trip for ages. actually, if it weren't so itchy and red, i still wouldn't go. haaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it was already my turn, the doctor asked me what topical cream i used. i told him i used travocort. his face was priceless. he said it shouldn't be used on the face. ever. it's because it's components are strong and well, forgot his other term. kaya pala my dermatitis got worst because i got immuned na to the cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti na lang we can do something about it pa. he prescribed me a cream that's suitable for my condition. don't want any complications din naman. tsaka meron din akong ginagamit na hypo soap. so far, after using it for 3 days, oks na itsura ko. di na namumula, nawawala na konti mapa sa chin ko hehe tsaka di na itchy. after this, i'll be sure to consult a specialist na para di lumala kung ano man sakit na nararamdaman ko. i swear :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yan lang kwento ko. napahaba hehe. ala kasi akong magawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa susunod ulit :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. love you bebe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-115394425845425441?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115394425845425441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=115394425845425441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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just getting fatter and fatter everyday hehe. i guess it's not really impossible since i just sit all day, eat and sleep. and oh, i also watch tv with my hubby-to-be when i'm not busy doing the things i've mentioned above. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;i've been transferred to the Education team of our account. this is a good move for me because i get to work more hours. but the pressure is also on because we have to produce numbers. this isn't really difficult as long as we get to speak with the prospective students. but the leads i've been getting is not really good. i just reach their answering machines. but oh well, guess we just have to keep on trying. as Angie said, they ought to go home one way or another :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;i'll be a ninang again! this time to cutie pie Greggy Natividad, son of my former seatmate at Macromedia, Honney. i'm just so excited. i'll be sure to attend the christening whatever happens :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;been to the doctor last july 5. everything seems to be all right, thank God :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;haaay. sana umulan ng pera. maraming-marami. or if not, sali na lang kaya ako sa Deal or No Deal. kaya lang, conscious ako sa dermatitis ko eh. bebe ko na lang pasasalihin ko :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;next time ulit! tc y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. love you bebe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-115278114094808906?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115278114094808906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=115278114094808906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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feeling lazy lately. kaya lang, since i've started working from home eh i never got the chance to go out on a gimmick with friends. isa pa, bebe ko palagi kong kasama or if i meet with my friends naman, kasama rin sya. oh well, di ako nagrereklamo ha. it's all right to always be with my bebe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa mga friends ko out there, miss ko na kayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;grabe na itong dermatitis ko! as in namumula mukha ko. kaka-conscious talaga. isa pa tong dahilan kaya ayoko rin lumabas ng bahay eh. feeling ko pagtitinginan yong mukha ko :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gamutin ko na lang ulit at di na magpupuyat. dapat 10pm every night eh sleep na ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish ko lang hihi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;matutulog na ko dapat pero bago ang lahat, 1 round muna ng tumble bugs :D&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;good night sa lahat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. love you, bebe :)&lt;div 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night'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-115028759093675153</id><published>2006-06-14T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T20:19:50.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>journey</title><content type='html'>journey&lt;br /&gt;by lea salonga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half the world is sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;half the world's awake&lt;br /&gt;half can hear their hearts beat&lt;br /&gt;half just hear them break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am but a traveler, in most every way&lt;br /&gt;Ask me what you want...to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a journey it has been&lt;br /&gt;And the end is not in sight&lt;br /&gt;But the stars are out tonight&lt;br /&gt;and they're bound to guide my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they're shining on my life&lt;br /&gt;I can see a better day&lt;br /&gt;I won't let the darkness in,&lt;br /&gt;what a journey it has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to sorrow&lt;br /&gt;I have been to bliss&lt;br /&gt;Where I'll be tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I can only guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkest desert&lt;br /&gt;Through the deepest snow,&lt;br /&gt;Forward always forward, I go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a journey it has been&lt;br /&gt;and the end is not in sight&lt;br /&gt;But the stars are out tonight&lt;br /&gt;and they're bound to guide my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they're shining on my life&lt;br /&gt;I can see a better day&lt;br /&gt;I won't let the darkness in,&lt;br /&gt;what a journey it has been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forward, always forward...&lt;br /&gt;Onward, always up...&lt;br /&gt;Catching every drop of hope&lt;br /&gt;In my empty cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a journey it has been&lt;br /&gt;And the end is not in sight&lt;br /&gt;But the stars are out tonight&lt;br /&gt;and they're bound to guide my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they're shining on my life&lt;br /&gt;I can see a better dayI won't let the darkness in,&lt;br /&gt;what a journey it has been...&lt;br /&gt;What a journey it has been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. love you, bebe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-115028759093675153?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115028759093675153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=115028759093675153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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moment. maybe some other time. but i'm sure, once you learn what it's all about, you'll be happy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ayan, sobra nang give-away yon ah hehe. shuddap na nga ako at baka di ko matiis eh maikwento ko na :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. love you bebe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-115002760086936056?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115002760086936056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=115002760086936056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/115002760086936056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;my mom cooked dinner syempre then my bebe made the salad. yum yum kaya lang i restrained myself from eating a lot because i've been gaining weight like mad. as in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some say that being thin doesn't suit me. i look haggard daw. for me, it's about being able to wear anything i want without looking like a suman hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, siguro what i'll do is just to maintain my current figure (kung figure nga bang matatawag hehe) and wag na tumaba. it's so hard for me to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i get fatter pa, there's only one person to blame. my bebe. he's been nagging me to gain weight and return to the old, chubby-cheeked me hahaha! yaw ko nga. muka kaya kong laging busog non hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dito muna. pangya pa ko eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. love you, bebe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-114885622086366410</id><published>2006-05-29T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T06:43:40.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a while since i last posted an entry. it's not that i don' t have anything to write about. on the contrary, a lot has been going on in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tamad lang ako magsulat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;i've already finished my training for the inbound account. i was supposed to take inbound and outbound calls at the same time but because we're not getting much calls lately, i was told to just do outbound until further notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang naman. bawi na sana ko ng OT non. oh well, better luck next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;it's also a good thing that pom is doing regular hours of work for his account. i hope that this one will stay for good so that we can start saving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;grabe, how fast time flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine, just a few more months to go and it'll be christmas again. and before we knew it, 2006 will end and we will usher in a new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still haven't accomplished anything significant yet aside from having a boyfriend (unexpected 'to) and finally getting my dsl connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully before the year ends eh i would have gone on to the next phase of my life *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;a childhood friend got married earlier this month. another one will tie the knot this june, and yet one more close friend will take the plunge early next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when my turn is... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;wow, it's amazing how having a boyfriend can turn my life around. before, i can go out caring less about how i look. now, pom is complaining about the time i consume just to get dressed and all. come to think of it, i've always been like that. it just got worst when we started dating hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad though that he seems to be coming into terms with it. love me for what i am, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. love you, bebe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-114885622086366410?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114885622086366410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-114529149199857595</id><published>2006-04-18T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T23:30:51.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merong himala!</title><content type='html'>merong himala...may DSL na ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe, black saturday pa to nangyari ha! as in sobrang unexpected. nagbabasa ko ng thesis namin nung college nang biglang mag-ring ang phone. akala ko bebe ko ang tumatawag pero di ako familiar sa phone number na nag-register sa CID. anyways, pagkasagot ko, taga-bayantel nga raw sya at eto pa, ikakabit na nya ang linya ng dsl ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang speechless ako! actually, i was waiting for him to tell me that he was just joking hahaha! kaya lang di naman april fool's day so nakinig lang ako kanya. ayon, nagpasundo pa at naliligaw na raw sila hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos kanina naman naikabit yong modem. paguwi ko after a date with my bebe (nanood kami ng D Lucky Ones, sobrang funny nito. watch kayo!), meron na kong dsl. as in. true na ito. i wasn't hallucinating hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan, dito na ko sa kwarto ko nag-train kanina for an inbound account. sarap pala pag andyan lang ang kama sa tabi ng pc. i can get used to this hihi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige na, sobra na kong happy eh. borlogs muna ko para bukas ulit me energy ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nytie y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. love you, bebe ko :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-114529149199857595?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114529149199857595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=114529149199857595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/114529149199857595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/114529149199857595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/merong-himala.html' title='merong himala!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-114493860771078303</id><published>2006-04-13T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T22:30:07.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paranoid me</title><content type='html'>i am such a moody person. one minute, you'd see me laughing my head off. the next one, i could be pouting as if the end of the world has come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i worry over a nonsense thought and make a big fuss about it. i've heard countless times in the past that i create my own problem. you know, that i just imagine things and then it just blows out of proportion. i don't know why i keep doing this. maybe i just can't help it or because my insecurity most of the time gets the better of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just last night I did this again. I was doing fine when all of a sudden a thought entered my mind. and then i was back to the habit. i know i should cease from torturing myself with something that hasn't happened yet. but then, it won't hurt if i like have a back-up plan in mind just in case my worst fear happens, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. whatever. i'll just cross the bridge when i get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. to you: sorry if i bugged you with nonsensical questions last night. i just had to let it all out and clear my head of a thousand thoughts. i hope not to do it next time :) *wish ko lang*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-114493860771078303?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114493860771078303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=114493860771078303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/114493860771078303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/114493860771078303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/paranoid-me.html' title='paranoid me'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-114325865545482668</id><published>2006-03-25T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T11:50:55.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates! updates!</title><content type='html'>una sa lahat eh nag-bday na ko at ako ay 27yrs old na. tsk. tanda na nuh hehe. anyways, sa dami ng inimbita ko eh 3 lang ang pumunta. pero oks lang. i had a blast! chikahan ever tsaka syempre magic sing itoh! hihi! next time ulit ha. abi, di ka na pwede mag-absent :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;this week, natapos ang 2 accounts na under ako. as in. kainis. worried din ako syempre kasi mahirap humanap ng work na gusto ko talaga tsaka feel ko work from home eh. yaw ko na magbyahe. positive naman account manager namin na mabibigyan kami ng acct agad pero sana di matagal ang paghihintay namin **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;eto pa, me bf na ko. sssshh...konti pa lang nakakaalam eh hihi. i'm happy. sabi nila blooming daw ako lalo! hahaha! talagang me lalo eh nuh! anyways, magwa-1week pa lang kami. let's see what happens. basta ko happy. sana sya rin. love you, baby ko :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;yan, daming nangyari in just 1 week. haaay. kaka-tense and at the same time kaka-excite. bahala na si batman hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**nasagot na tong tanong na to. nag-meeting kami buong team kahapon and we were assigned to our new accounts. as for me, i have to go on training for 2weeks. exciting to. balik-inbound na ko. yahoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-114325865545482668?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114325865545482668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=114325865545482668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/114325865545482668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/114325865545482668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/updates-updates.html' title='updates! updates!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-114263338154201322</id><published>2006-03-18T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T06:09:41.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isang taon na naman</title><content type='html'>bukas, bertdey ko na. 27 na ko. ang bilis naman ng panahon. ayaw ko pang tumanda eh hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadalasan pag malapit na dumating ang araw ko, nalulungkot ako. la lang. di ko rin alam kung bakit eh. basta pakiramdam ko, tumatanda ako na walang nagawang may saysay. parang nasa ganitong edad na ko pero di ko pa rin alam kung ano ang misyon ko. haaay. ayan, nagiging sentimental na ko. pasensya na ha at ganito lang ata talaga ang tumatanda hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pala, merong konting salo-salo sa bahay namin. nag-imbita ko ng ilang kaibigan pero di raw sila makakapunta. nalungkot ako syempre kasi gusto ko sana makasama sila pero di naman pwede. natural lang naman na me kanya-kanyang prioridad. yong iba naman nalalayuan ata sa bahay namin. taga-novaliches kasi ako. di ko nga inimbita lahat ng kaibigan ko kasi gusto ko sana mga ka-opisina ko muna. lam nyo naman, mahirap pag sabay-sabay ang bisita. malilito ako kung sino ang uunahin ko. tsaka liit lang bahay namin. di kasya lahat hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meron namang mga pupunta pero bahala na lang kung sinong dumating. kaw, kung nabasa mo to at gusto mong pumunta, text mo at bigyan kita ng instructions kung pano pumunta sa min hahaha! meron namang pagkaing ihahanda kaya paniguradong di ka magugutom :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sya, mahaba na to. bukas ulit :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingatz lagi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-114263338154201322?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114263338154201322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=114263338154201322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/114263338154201322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/114263338154201322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/isang-taon-na-naman.html' title='isang taon na naman'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-114208865119628681</id><published>2006-03-11T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:50:51.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on a saturday night</title><content type='html'>gimik night. nagyayaya sana ng coffee si apple kasi marami syang kwento sa min pero dahil sa OT ko, di ako nakasama. dunno if they still went out though. pero sana natuloy sila dahil for sure, daming chika ni lola sa min hihi :) bawi ako next time. promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;ayon, andito nga ko sa mini-office namin ni ferdz. co-worker ko sya tapos naki-share ako ng dsl. kasi di ba nga, yong dsl ko 10yrs bago makabit. tsk. buti na lang, lapit lang sa min yong friend nya na nagpaupa nitong room. as in 5mins away from home kung bibilisan ko lakad ko hehe. 2nd week ko na dito mag-work and oks naman. di na ko gumagastos ng pamasahe. keri lang din rent namin. pero gud lak sa kuryente namin kasi gabi-gabi kami nage-aircon. pag di namin type ang bill eh, dadalin ko electric fan ko hehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;2nd week ko na rin na hindi nago-off. as in tuloy-tuloy. kaya ko pa naman kaya lang minsan kaka-miss matulog ng gabi sa kama ko. miss ko na rin long chats with my family. di bale, bukas naman off ko sa isa kong account. gabi pa ko work ulit kaya i have time to make chika dito sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;saturday ngayon, eviction night sa Pinoy Big Brother Celebrity Edition. ala kong tv dito eh di ko tuloy mapapanood. basa na lang ako later ng GT kasi merong updates don. basta ako, isa lang gusto ko...Go home, Roxanne/Roxie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;ito muna ha. ala na kong maisip na kwento eh. ay, next sunday na pala ang bday ko. yon lang. tatanda na naman ako :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingatz kayong lahat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-114208865119628681?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114208865119628681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=114208865119628681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/114208865119628681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/114208865119628681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/on-saturday-night.html' title='on a saturday night'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-114097919845562786</id><published>2006-02-27T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T02:39:58.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hay naku! ano'ng petsa na! tong dsl ko, wala pa rin. di ko alam kung kelan magkakaron. wala silang mabigay na timeframe. haaaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minsan napu-frustrate na ko. nanghihinayang kasi ko sa oras na ginagamit ko sa pagbabyahe. di na ko makatulog ng maayos. di na tuloy ako lumalaki. hahaha! asa pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;option ko ngayon mag-rent ng bahay sa isang place na madaling makabitan ng dsl. wish ko lang, merong dsl line sa lugar na yon. i've seen the place and it was ok na for me. malaki nga yong bahay eh. 2-storey tsaka 2 bedrooms din. oks na yon. verify ko na lang sa bayantel kung may dsl line don. sana sana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;for last week, wala kong off. ang saya! nahihilo na ko sa antok hehe! pero oks lang naman kasi we had to do test calls with the client. sana mag-live na tong acct na to at nang makapag-OT. you know, pambayad ng bahay. at magiging independent na ko! woohoo! nakaka-excite din but at the same time scary hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;lapit na bday ko! actually, next month pa pero ang bilis naman. di pa ko ready tumanda hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-114097919845562786?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114097919845562786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=114097919845562786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/114097919845562786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/114097919845562786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/hay-naku-anong-petsa-na-tong-dsl-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-113822336906089409</id><published>2006-01-26T04:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T05:09:29.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chika tidbits</title><content type='html'>ayan, dininig ang panalangin ko. sa feb na raw ako iti-train para sa bagong projects. that means, rest pa ko for the rest of january!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;ooops...i spoke too soon. nakatanggap ako ng email about a training for another team. syempre, umoo ako. sayang ang chance. tsaka kelangan ko ng pera dahil natanggap ko kahapon ang bills namin at malaki sya tingnan lalo't ala kang aasahang sweldo sa katapusan hehe. kaya, go go go!! training na!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;wala pa rin akong dsl. as in. napapagod na ko kaka-follow up. ganon din naman sagot. kulit ko kasi eh di na lang maghintay hehe. pero naman, almost 1mo na rin. kelangan ko ang dsl sa trabaho ko. pag ako nainis, maga-apply ako sa cable internet. mabagal daw sabi ng iba pero at least 384kbps oks na sa job ko eh. hay naku! tatanda ako sa bayantel eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;grabe excited ako! may plans kaming family na mag-EK this weekend. sana matuloy. si mama nga lang di makakasama kasi di yon makakatagal sa mahabang byahe. baka mahilo lang daw sya sa init. sabagay at least di sya uncomfortable. gastos na naman ituh pero pede na rin. minsan lang naman eh tsaka bday ng bunso namin sa sunday. yon na gift nya hihi. next time na yong true gift pag me sweldo na. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;ay ang daldal ko. dami kong na-post. pero eto, last na...&lt;br /&gt;magaling na UTI ko!!! as in! sana this time, trulili na. kasi nung nakaraan, gumaling ako tapos after almost 2weeks bumalik ulit eh. tsk. iinom na ko ng maraming tubig tsaka pag nawiwiwi ako, wiwi ako. di na ko tatamarin bumangon or maglakad hehe. yaw ko na magkasakit ulit. sa ngayon, ang gamot ko na lang is for my chronic anemia. 3mos yong gamutan kaya matagal ko rin di makikita si doktor. buti naman, sawa na ko sa muka nya eh hehehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;o sya, tama na. next time ulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingatz kayong lahat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-113822336906089409?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113822336906089409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=113822336906089409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113822336906089409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113822336906089409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/chika-tidbits.html' title='chika tidbits'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-113822333564494089</id><published>2006-01-26T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T05:08:55.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayan, dininig ang panalangin ko. sa feb na raw ako iti-train para sa bagong projects. that means, rest pa ko for the rest of january!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;ooops...i spoke too soon. nakatanggap ako ng email about a training for another team. syempre, umoo ako. sayang ang chance. tsaka kelangan ko ng pera dahil natanggap ko kahapon ang bills namin at malaki sya tingnan lalo't ala kang aasahang sweldo sa katapusan hehe. kaya, go go go!! training na!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;wala pa rin akong dsl. as in. napapagod na ko kaka-follow up. ganon din naman sagot. kulit ko kasi eh di na lang maghintay hehe. pero naman, almost 1mo na rin. kelangan ko ang dsl sa trabaho ko. pag ako nainis, maga-apply ako sa cable internet. mabagal daw sabi ng iba pero at least 384kbps oks na sa job ko eh. hay naku! tatanda ako sa bayantel eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;grabe excited ako! may plans kaming family na mag-EK this weekend. sana matuloy. si mama nga lang di makakasama kasi di yon makakatagal sa mahabang byahe. baka mahilo lang daw sya sa init. sabagay at least di sya uncomfortable. gastos na naman ituh pero pede na rin. minsan lang naman eh tsaka bday ng bunso namin sa sunday. yon na gift nya hihi. next time na yong true gift pag me sweldo na. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;ay ang daldal ko. dami kong na-post. pero eto, last na...&lt;br /&gt;magaling na UTI ko!!! as in! sana this time, trulili na. kasi nung nakaraan, gumaling ako tapos after almost 2weeks bumalik ulit eh. tsk. iinom na ko ng maraming tubig tsaka pag nawiwiwi ako, wiwi ako. di na ko tatamarin bumangon or maglakad hehe. yaw ko na magkasakit ulit. sa ngayon, ang gamot ko na lang is for my chronic anemia. 3mos yong gamutan kaya matagal ko rin di makikita si doktor. buti naman, sawa na ko sa muka nya eh hehehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;o sya, tama na. next time ulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingatz kayong lahat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-113822333564494089?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113822333564494089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=113822333564494089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113822333564494089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113822333564494089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/ayan-dininig-ang-panalangin-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-113788729796037506</id><published>2006-01-22T07:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T07:48:18.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>year 2006</title><content type='html'>eto, me sakit pa rin ako. hopefully, i'll get well very soon. di na nga pala ko nakapag-post after my bataan trip as promised. anyways, last dec. kasi i got sick and is under medication until now. haaay...nagsasawa na nga ko eh pero gagaling na rin ako :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;eto pa...nag-resign na ko sa sykes!!! grabe nuh! after almost 4yrs, i finally had the courage to try out new things. last day ko nung friday and while i was clearing out my pedestal, nalungkot din ako. ma-miss ko ang bldg na yon pati na yong mabagal na elevator, yong pantry, yong fun room (kahit sabi nila meron daw mumu), yong station ko syempre, at lalo na yong mga friends na naiwan ko don. pero di rin ako masyadong na-sad kasi i know magkikita pa kami. isang text, IM or email lang eh for sure, may get-together na yan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;nung dec. 30 pa ko natanggap sa new job ko. and since then, i've been working part-time habang nasa sykes pa ko. pero last week, di ako nagwork kasi nga i want to concentrate sa sykes. ayon, nag-file ako ng leave of absence. this week, game na ko! kaya lang, ang lech na dsl ng bayantel, di pa rin nakakabit. hassle talaga. kaya baka kelangan ko pang makisuyo sa isang officemate na me dsl para lang maka-work ako. pero di pa rin naman ako trained sa bagong campaign namin kaya baka rest muna ko. sana one week pa kong petiks hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;dami kong gustong gawin ngayong taon pero ang pinakaimportante sa lahat is maka-save ng pera. wish ko lang. mga essentials lang ang gastusin ko tsaka konti for me. sana lang talaga matiis ko hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;o ayan, dami kong tsika. next time ulit. baboosh sa lahat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-113788729796037506?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113788729796037506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=113788729796037506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113788729796037506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113788729796037506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/year-2006.html' title='year 2006'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-113407914766381433</id><published>2005-12-09T05:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T05:59:07.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bataan getaway!!!</title><content type='html'>actually last nov pa tong bataan trip namin but i forgot to blog about it and of course, to post pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooobrang layo ng place pero maganda ang view ha. tapos nakita pa namin yong malaking cross sa may mt. samal. di na nga lang kami nakapunta sa actual cross kasi wala sa itinerary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we stayed for the night sa power plant compound. di nga lang operational yon kasi ala atang budget ang gobyerno. oks naman yong room namin. malaki yong bahay with 4 rooms. abi and i stayed sa isang room but at the end of the night eh 4 kami don. nakitulog sina krista and venice kasi lasheng-lasheng eh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;videoke and dance ever ang trip ko. saya-saya namin talaga. tamang 80s ang trip naming kantahin ang sayawin hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos kinabukasan, punta na kami sa eman beach. grabe! ganda rin dito. di naman white sand talaga pero malinis yong sand hahaha tsaka yong tubig. di masakit sa paa kasi buhangin tatapakan. tapos di pa malalim yong tubig. di naman ako matagal nag-stay sa tubig pero grabe ha, umitim pa rin ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung me chance lang, gusto ko bumalik don. pero gud lak sa byahe hehe. basta, gusto ko beach ulit!! swimming! swimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later na pics ha. bagal mag-upload sa flickr eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-113407914766381433?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113407914766381433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=113407914766381433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113407914766381433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113407914766381433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/bataan-getaway.html' title='bataan getaway!!!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-113374887242571117</id><published>2005-12-05T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T10:14:32.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pasko! pasko!</title><content type='html'>grabe, ilang tulog na lang...PASKO NA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isa to sa mga inaabangan ko bawat taon. kasi syempre pede ako mag-shop ng walang makikialam kasi pasko nga eh. bibili ako ng gifts (palusot!) hihi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i love christmas. birthday kasi ni Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung bata pa ko, gusto ko lagi pasko kasi ibig sabihin non, bagong damit, sapatos tsaka merong handa. lam nyo naman kami, di naman kami mayaman. kaya ayon, tuwing pasko at birthday ko lang ako merong mga bagong gamit unless sobrang sira na yong sapatos ko, ayon bibilhan naman ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung nag-aaral na ko, gusto ko ang pasko kasi ibig sabihin non, sembreak na. di ko muna makikita ang terror kong professor. makakagising na ko sa umaga kung anong oras ko gusto. di muna ko mag-aalala ng assignments at quizzes. oh di ba, rest to the max talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos nitong nagtatrabaho na ko, nag-iba na pananaw ko. kahit di marami ang pagkaing nakahanda, kahit wala masyadong regalong bubuksan, ok lang sa kin. keri na. ang importante, kasama ko ang pamilya k0. kasi di ba maraming mga tao na dahil alang handa, nalulungkot na. di raw nila feel ang pasko. wala lang. sana lumalim pakahulugan nila sa pasko. di lang yan nakukuha sa handa, mga bagong damit, at mga regalo. magandang panahon to para magpasalamat sa blessings na natatanggap natin (pero dapat nga araw-araw tayong nagte-thank you kay Jesus eh). tsaka yon na lang nagigising ka araw-araw eh di pa ba sapat na regalo galing ke Jesus? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week nga pala, mamimili na ko ng gifts. ala kasing time ngayon. last year nov pa lang ata tapos na ko hehe. pero ngayon kasi nagkasakit ako kaya rest muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sya, mahaba na ito. 'gang sa muli :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-113374887242571117?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113374887242571117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=113374887242571117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113374887242571117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113374887242571117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/pasko-pasko.html' title='pasko! pasko!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-113119121031010261</id><published>2005-11-05T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T09:56:33.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awooooo...</title><content type='html'>lam ko tapos na halloween pero syempre ngayon lang ako nagkaron ng oras para makapag-post kaya lagay ko pics namin. grabe, kati sa muka nyang white stuff hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piktyuran kami syempre pa. zombie o hindi, mawawala ba yon? hihi. anyways, may pa-kontes daw kung sino pinaka-nakakatakot pero ala pa atang result. anyways, excited ako kasi first time kong nakiisa sa costume-costume hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/59981096/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="the zombies with meng as the victim" src="http://static.flickr.com/24/59981096_8bb0bd1f5e_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/59981098/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="pictyur-pictyur" src="http://static.flickr.com/33/59981098_3e2f266362_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sige na, after this entry, christmas tree naman namin ilalagay ko :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-113119121031010261?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113119121031010261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=113119121031010261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113119121031010261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113119121031010261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/11/awooooo.html' title='awooooo...'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-113056852819145729</id><published>2005-10-29T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T14:48:48.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BaNgEnGe</title><content type='html'>grabe! nitong mga nakaraang araw, sobrang borlogs ako sa office pag break ko. eh kasi nag-OT ako kahapon tsaka ngayon. 4hrs din yon. minsan lang yon mangyari sa account namin kaya naki-OT na rin ako. dagdag-sweldo sa nov 15 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya lang, kapalit naman non eh syempre kulang na ko sa tulog kasi halos 3hrs din ang byahe ko balikan. buti na lang off ko na ngayon. matutulog lang ako. tapos kakain. tapos tulog ulit. oh di ba? pano ba naman ako hindi tataba hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko sana gumimik later kaya lang, horror episode mamaya sa MGB eh. manonood ako. alala ko pa dati na sobrang matatakutin mga kapatid ko nung mga bata pa sila. gusto ko pa nakapatay ang ilaw pag manonood kami ng nakakatakot kasi gusto ko silang lalong takutin. hahaha! ngayon, subukan nilang magpatay ng ilaw at uupakan ko sila hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, dito na lang muna ulit. sobrang antoks na ko eh. bangenge na talaga. feeling ko lumulutang ako sa antok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa susunod ulit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingatz kayong lahat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-113056852819145729?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113056852819145729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=113056852819145729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113056852819145729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113056852819145729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/10/bangenge.html' title='BaNgEnGe'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-113012896940323471</id><published>2005-10-24T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T12:42:49.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>happy holidays!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so excited. last night, we set-up the christmas tree. it's big, well, it's just 5ft tall but this is the biggest we got so far so i was beside myself while decorating it. earlier that day, my family and i went to the mall to buy christmas decors and a cordless phone with caller id. it's a good thing that my pop gave us a budget for the things we needed to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, after we're done decorating it, we're so proud of the finished product. it felt great. i love christmas. it's Jesus's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i can't wait to begin my christmas shopping. this season is an excuse for shopaholic me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg. til next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-113012896940323471?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113012896940323471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=113012896940323471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113012896940323471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/113012896940323471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/10/christmas.html' title='christmas!!!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-112886017859897640</id><published>2005-10-09T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T20:16:18.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ampf!</title><content type='html'>bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger.com has been blocked by our IT dept in the office.&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie2.gif" border="0"&gt; we can no longer access it anymore from there. i guess no more frequent updates from me since i do most of my posting during my idle time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it's my restday today. i just stayed at home and slept and ate. oh, i also bellydanced this morning. gosh! my back ached after i finished the floor exercises to work on my still-bulging belly. tsk. i'm losing hope. only if i've got the money and the willpower to withstand a lipo operation, i could've gotten one. as it is, i'm too much of a coward to go through it and besides, i don't have the money for it. perhaps anyone of you can sponsor it? &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/rofl.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it for now. gtg and freshen up before i go to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night y'all! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-112886017859897640?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112886017859897640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=112886017859897640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112886017859897640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112886017859897640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/10/ampf.html' title='ampf!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-112793925559822196</id><published>2005-09-29T03:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:40:26.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eew!</title><content type='html'>last weekend, i had an ugly bout with diarrhea. i know, i know. it's so eeew &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/arrgh.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just stayed at home and rested. come monday, i was preparing for work but my stomach felt queasy again &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie2.gif" border="0"&gt;. i decided to skip work and rest rather than risk going to the office and feel uncomfortable again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go to the doctor because i've already taken medication and i've always dreaded going to the doctor. or maybe i'll only go there if left with no choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just when i thought my troubles are over, my left ear hurts like hell. i didn't sleep well yesterday. and i feel like the left part of my face is swelling. sigh. if this doesn't improve, i've got to see the doctor. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie9.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it rains, it pours.&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/sigh.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-112793925559822196?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112793925559822196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=112793925559822196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112793925559822196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112793925559822196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/last-weekend-i-had-ugly-bout-with_29.html' title='Eew!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-112572768873480570</id><published>2005-09-03T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T20:32:51.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>latest pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/39732371/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/21/39732371_ca0fbeaeb0_t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/39732371/"&gt;latest pic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20353663@N00/"&gt;Nostalgic Girl&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;'sup, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while since i last posted here. well, i wasn't busy at all. in fact, i've all the time in the world. then why didn't i blog then? hmmm...good question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i've a lot of things to say. i just dunno where to start plus the fact that i haven't been able to sleep well these past few days. i just feel so depressed. sigh. i wish i can share my situation with everybody buti don't think now's the right time. maybe one of these days i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i'll share my latest pic with you *vain me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the weekend everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div 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pic'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-112443129517202791</id><published>2005-08-19T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T08:42:57.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reyna ng Sablay</title><content type='html'>yan ako. pano ko nasabi to? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito ang isang halimbawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina, papasok ako sa trabaho. maaga naman akong nagising. may traysikel naman palabas ng subdibisyon. may bus agad. may oras pa. kahit medyo malayo ang lalakarin ko, siguradong makakahabol ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero naisipan kong bumaba ng cubao. gusto kong sumakay sa dadaan ng crossing ibabaw. la lang. para di 'ika ko malayo at nang di ako masyadong mapagod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hintay lang ako. makalipas ang 5 minuto, wala pa rin. tsk. pag minamalas ka nga naman. kadalasan maraming bus pero nung oras na yon, wala. grrr! at eto pa, 10 minuto na ang nakalipas, nakatayo pa rin ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa wakas! me bus na! hinabol ko talaga at pinara. nakasakay rin! yon nga lang, 13 minutos na lang at late na ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lakad-takbo ako papuntang opisina. *matutuwa mama ko nito kasi nagbi-brisk walking ako. magandang exercise daw yon* dedma ko sa mga nakakasalubong ko kahit merong sumisipol. panget nila! male-late na ko kaya wala kong panahon makipag-away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagdating ko sa building, saktong me elev na. at ito ang pinakamaganda sa lahat...5:00:51 am ako nag-in! pramis! di ako na-late! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/yahoo.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguro sasabihin mo, dapat matuwa ako kasi kahit sumablay ako nung umpisa, nakahabol pa rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya lang, di lang minsan to nangyari. medyo me kadalasan. sablay mga desisyon ko. nandyang magpalampas ng bus kasi mukang luma. meron pang di ko pinara yong traysikel kasi kala ko isasakay ako automatically. di na ko natuto. lagi na lang ganito. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie2.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung inisip ko, di lang pala sa pagko-commute ako sablay. para na rin tong buhay ko. lovelife, in particular. ngayon, nagtataka ko kung bakit wala kong bf. pakiramdam ko napagiwanan na ko. pano kung yong ex ko na di ko pinagukulan ng panahon ang para sa kin talaga at pinalampas ko sya? o baka naman yong isa na mahal na mahal ko pero di naman uubra? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk. pampagulo lang ng isip pag ibinalik pa ang nakaraan. kaya nga past eh kasi tapos na. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang yong nangyari kanina. sa dami ng pinagdaanan ko, nakahabol ako. siguro ganon din ang buhay ko. gano man kadilim ngayon, panigurado liliwanag din to. di pa siguro bukas o sa susunod na buwan. ang totoo, di ko alam kung kelan. pero darating din yon. sure ako dito! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the meantime, aagahan ko bukas! pipilitin kong wag sumablay. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie6.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-112443129517202791?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112443129517202791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=112443129517202791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112443129517202791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112443129517202791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/reyna-ng-sablay.html' title='Reyna ng Sablay'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-112363927687733014</id><published>2005-08-10T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T10:05:15.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summary of events</title><content type='html'>i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my computer at home got busted and i wasn't able to check my blog. as for last week, i just didn't feel like writing anything. my life was kind of interesting but still, i couldn't seem to put all those thoughts into writing. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie9.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i just started doing belly dancing yesterday. it was fun! actually, i'm planning to buy more VCDs. i'm currently working on my (flabby) arms and (bulging) abdomen &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/sigh.gif" border="0"&gt;. honestly, when i first popped the disk in my vcd player, i was so enthralled with the way those indian sisters gyrated to the music. they were so good. i wanted to move like they do but of course, i've to practice. i don't really aim to have six packs but i'd like to lose my love handle. oh well, gotta start belly dancing &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/lol.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i watched Center Stage yesterday. it's a good movie. if you are a dance enthusiast, you gotta have this in your collection. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie6.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i've already reserved a copy of Halina Sa Parokya, pne's latest album. I'd get my copy on august 13 and i'm just so excited &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie3.gif" border="0"&gt;. along with the CD, i'd get a coloring book and hopefully a poster. can't wait for august 13 &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/yahoo.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, that's it. a rundown of my life's events for the past two days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-112363927687733014?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112363927687733014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=112363927687733014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112363927687733014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112363927687733014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/08/summary-of-events.html' title='summary of events'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-112277135382102734</id><published>2005-07-31T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T08:15:43.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laid-back Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's a sunday. i'm in the office though but i'm cool with it. it's quite relaxing when there's not much people around. i get to enjoy the peace and quiet. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as such, i get to think of reasons why i like working during weekends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- not much calls and email &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/yahoo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i can listen to my fave songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current playlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day you said good night * hale&lt;br /&gt;mata * mojofly&lt;br /&gt;leaving you *session road&lt;br /&gt;hari ng sablay *sugarfree&lt;br /&gt;hallelujah, peace man, f.u. *bamboo&lt;br /&gt;reggae songs: ang himig natin, beautiful day, drop your gun etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i can eat at my station. *oops...i clean after myself so there's nothing to worry about here &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie142.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i can catch up on watching dawson's creek. yeah yeah. this is my first time to watch an episode so i'm starting from scratch. talk about influences (abi?). love you, pacey! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie11.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i also have time to sort my inbox. too much stuff going on there&lt;br /&gt;- since it's quiet, i get the chance to think and go all emo &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- and of course, i get to update my oh so quiet blog &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie12.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i enjoy my quiet time because i am a loner. i dunno if this is a bad thing but honestly, i cherish these times. it allows me to refresh my mind and to clear my head of thousands of thoughts. it gives me time to ponder about my life; to analyse where i am headed to. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i'm getting all emo now. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is it for now. be back later to add some more &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buh-bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-112277135382102734?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112277135382102734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=112277135382102734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112277135382102734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112277135382102734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/laid-back-sunday.html' title='laid-back Sunday'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-112198227542366518</id><published>2005-07-22T05:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T23:58:48.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speechless</title><content type='html'>haaay! dami nang nangyari this past week. finally, ni-release na ang Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/yahoo.gif" border="0" /&gt; at nakapanood na ko ng NU pocket concert featuring bamboo and parokya ni edgar &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie11.gif" border="0" /&gt;. tapos nag-breakfast na kami ulit ni apple and shirley after a long time &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/sweet.gif" border="0" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ko tuloy malaman kung ano uunahin ko &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/question.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah basta. pag me time, ipo-post ko na lang ulit. isa-isa lang. di ako maka-concentrate eh &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balik na lang kayo ulit! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-112198227542366518?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112198227542366518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=112198227542366518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112198227542366518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112198227542366518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/speechless.html' title='speechless'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-112162661212958679</id><published>2005-07-18T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T20:00:58.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little China tagged me!!!</title><content type='html'>Little China tagged me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito na:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three names you go by:&lt;br /&gt;1. rona&lt;br /&gt;2. ron&lt;br /&gt;3. tate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three screen names you have had:&lt;br /&gt;1. RonaWeasley&lt;br /&gt;2. Mudshaker&lt;br /&gt;3. torn_me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three physical things you like about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;1. eyes&lt;br /&gt;2. shoulders&lt;br /&gt;3. legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three physical things you don’t like about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;1. nose&lt;br /&gt;2. height&lt;br /&gt;3. forehead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three parts of your heritage:&lt;br /&gt;1. filipino&lt;br /&gt;2. spanish&lt;br /&gt;3. bisaya? hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things that scare you:&lt;br /&gt;1. rats!&lt;br /&gt;2. flying cockroaches&lt;br /&gt;3. growing old alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three of your everyday essentials:&lt;br /&gt;1. cellphone&lt;br /&gt;2. cash&lt;br /&gt;3. chapstick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three of your favorite musical artists:&lt;br /&gt;1. parokya ni edgar&lt;br /&gt;2. MYMP&lt;br /&gt;3. alanis morisette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three of your favorite songs:&lt;br /&gt;1. sad to belong&lt;br /&gt;2. more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;3. take a look inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things you want in a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;1. respect&lt;br /&gt;2. trust&lt;br /&gt;3. give and take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three lies and truths in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;lies:&lt;br /&gt;1. you can change someone.&lt;br /&gt;2. life is fair.&lt;br /&gt;3. people don't change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;1. you can have it all; you just can't have it all at once.&lt;br /&gt;2. love means sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;3. you get what you give. you might not see the result right away but you will in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three physical things about the opposite sex that appeals to you:&lt;br /&gt;1. eyes&lt;br /&gt;2. height&lt;br /&gt;3. lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three of your favorite hobbies:&lt;br /&gt;1. internet&lt;br /&gt;2. reading HP books over and over again&lt;br /&gt;3. watching tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things you want to do really badly now:&lt;br /&gt;1. read Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince!!! sana may magpahiram muna sa kin&lt;br /&gt;2. watch GoF!!!&lt;br /&gt;3. save money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three careers you’re considering/you’ve considered:&lt;br /&gt;1. teacher&lt;br /&gt;2. journalist&lt;br /&gt;3. accountant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three places you want to go on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;1. lahat ng magagandang place dito sa pinas&lt;br /&gt;2. italy&lt;br /&gt;3. UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three kid’s names you like:&lt;br /&gt;1. siobhan&lt;br /&gt;2. madison&lt;br /&gt;3. mark naman for a boy together with another name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things you want to do before you die:&lt;br /&gt;1. jetset around the globe!&lt;br /&gt;2. buy my own house and car&lt;br /&gt;3. sana by that time natulungan ko na buong pamilya ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three ways that you are stereotypically a boy:&lt;br /&gt;1. i punch my brothers&lt;br /&gt;2. i like to wear jeans&lt;br /&gt;3. i am lazy to do chores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three ways that you are stereotypically a girl:&lt;br /&gt;1. i am sensitive&lt;br /&gt;2. i giggle...a lot!&lt;br /&gt;3. i luuuuurve shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three celeb crushes:&lt;br /&gt;1. rupert grint aka Ron Weasley&lt;br /&gt;2. chito miranda&lt;br /&gt;3. adam sandler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my turn to tag…&lt;br /&gt;three people that i would like to see take this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***lahat ng nasa blogroll ko!!! dali na!!! (lampas 3 kasi eh hahaha!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-112162661212958679?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112162661212958679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=112162661212958679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112162661212958679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112162661212958679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/little-china-tagged-me.html' title='Little China tagged me!!!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-112126601684668208</id><published>2005-07-13T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T08:17:26.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aruba Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/Nostalgic_Girl/24550769_ee2010cdf0_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i met tonight with my old friends dating way back in 2002. mga ka-batch ko sila dito sa office and syempre, minsan lang kami magkita-kita kaya excited ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyways, apple and I were the first to arrive at Metrowalk and we headed to Aruba for dinner. It was my first time here and i heard the food is good and also affordable. Pagdating ni mark, saktong naka-order na kami ng sisig (masarap in fairness) and beef salpicao. si marky nagpahabol ng calamares at masarap din&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;chikahan konti and kain at the same time. gang sa dumating na sina pam and joey. si pam tumaba pero bagay sa kanya. si joey, ganon pa rin. lolo pa rin. si marky naman, ganon pa rin at kami ni apple, maganda pa rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;eto kami:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos23.flickr.com/24550768_e0c2b03a2b_m.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rona, Marky, Apple and Joey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/30793287_878e1d3264_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; Marky, Apple, Joey and Pam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tapos punta kami ng pearl drive para mag-coffee. ang saya ko kasi di ko na kelangan maglakad ng malayo papuntang office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yon lang. magkikita pa raw kami ulit next time. sana nga. i missed them and it's good to know that despite our busy (?) sked eh we can still find time to reconnect with one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;til next post! ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-112126601684668208?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112126601684668208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=112126601684668208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112126601684668208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112126601684668208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/aruba-night.html' title='Aruba Night'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-112091970184980192</id><published>2005-07-09T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T08:19:28.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa Wakas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/Nostalgic_Girl/pizzahut.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;grabe! kain na naman ginawa ko ngayon &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie3.gif" border="0" /&gt;. nagkita-kita kami nina chamie (together with his papa eric) and dyoonet dyan sa may shangrila and tumuloy kami sa Pizza Hut sa may Crossing. finally, natuloy din ang dinner date namin!&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/yahoo.gif" border="0" /&gt; isipin nyo ha, nag-resign na sila at lahat eh ngayon pa kami nagkasama-sama. oh well, masaya pa rin and it was nice seeing them again&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/awww.gif" border="0" /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ganon pa rin mga muka namin, magaganda pa rin &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie3.gif" border="0" /&gt;... walang hihirit, blog ko to! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/lol.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;kulang yong oras sa chikahan namin. ayon, happy kaming lahat at may kanya-kanyang inaasikaso pero buti naman, nandon pa rin ang friendship namin.&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/sweet.gif" border="0" /&gt; wish ko lang eh magkita-kita pa ulit kami kahit di madalas &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyways, here are pictures kanina:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/24671407_7e4227906e_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; chamie, dyoonet and rona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos23.flickr.com/30793288_4f147f75f0_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; chamie and her papa eric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/24671409_e04136459f_m.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;dyoonet at ako!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/Nostalgic_Girl/chamieanderic.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;next time ulit ha, mga lola! i had a great time. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ingatz kayo lahat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&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/9082334-112091970184980192?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112091970184980192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=112091970184980192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112091970184980192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112091970184980192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/sa-wakas.html' title='Sa Wakas!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-112057082393436098</id><published>2005-07-05T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T22:01:57.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/23759842/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos18.flickr.com/23759842_10d687dd88_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/23759842/"&gt;-r0na-(13)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20353663@N00/"&gt;Nostalgic Girl&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it's a rainy tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i originally planned to go to the mall and check out prices for magicsing &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/yahoo.gif" border="0" /&gt; (yes, i'm gonna get one for meself) but then, i opted to stay at home and lay in bed. funny, i didn't get to sleep as much as i wanted to. i just kind of stared at the ceiling and tinkered with my phone. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh! talk about nothing to do, huh! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/lol.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, there were actually a lot of things to do. it's just that the rain makes me not want to move and just stay in my room. it kind of makes me feel melancholic and reminisce on the past &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie10.gif" border="0" /&gt;. the rain does that to me. but don't get me wrong. i like it when it rains. i just hate it when i have work and it gets sooo difficult to commute. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/arrgh.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's another story. for now, i'm gonna savor this rainy, restday of mine &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie6.gif" border="0" /&gt;. anyways, waxing nostalgic every now and then keeps me attuned to my past and makes me look forward to the future with just so much anticipation. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, here's a pic i've taken. i'm so ready to go to bed, don't you think? &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/lol.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao! off i snooze. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-112057082393436098?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112057082393436098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=112057082393436098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112057082393436098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112057082393436098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/rainy-tuesday.html' title='rainy tuesday'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-112049624154878232</id><published>2005-07-05T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T22:11:08.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*bored*</title><content type='html'>it's my restday today &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" border="0" /&gt;. nothing much to do at home except sleep, eat and watch tv. in fairness, nakakatamad din kapag walang ginagawa. ayoko namang maglinis ng room ko kasi malinis naman yon &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie3.gif" border="0" /&gt; (malamang, diba? hehe). tamad akong mag-mall kasi wala akong kasama tsaka gastos lang eh. gusto ko sanang mag-gig sa mayric's kaya lang di ko alam kung sino tutugtog tsaka ala pa rin akong kasama. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/arrgh.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaay &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie9.gif" border="0" /&gt; . times like these, nami-miss ko ang pagkakaron ng boyfriend. la lang &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie10.gif" border="0" /&gt;. wala akong regular na kinukulit bukod sa family and friends ko . wala ring madalas kasama sa mall lalo na pag merong bagong movie. mga friends ko kasi me mga bf, you know. syempre sila magkakasama. hinahanap-hanap ko rin yong kilig moments over simple things. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/awww.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yon lang. just wanted to get that out of my mind. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/blah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, there's a reason for everything. anyways, i'm happy naman kahit mukhang magre-renew ako ng membership sa SMAP &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie3.gif" border="0" /&gt;. di mo lam kung ano yan? try to find out for yourself &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the meantime eh enjoy muna ko. kahit bored ako minsan eh mas madalas naman akong masaya. i've a job, great friends, my family of course, and lots more. dami kong blessings na tinatanggap. guess i can't have them all at once. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie14.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios! hanggang sa muli! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-112049624154878232?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112049624154878232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=112049624154878232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112049624154878232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112049624154878232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/bored.html' title='*bored*'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-112034019697536537</id><published>2005-07-03T05:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T22:22:20.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parokya ni Edgar...na naman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;may bago na naman akong encounter with Parokya ni Edgar &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/yahoo.gif" border="0" /&gt;. Nangyari yon nung June 27. Sakto namang off ko sa trabaho at meron silang gig dyan lang sa 70s Bistro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ayon, ala nga kong balak tumuloy eh kaya lang tong si russell naman, utol ko, gusto raw manood. syempre ininggit ko na sila about sa fontana gig kaya ayon, gusto talagang manood. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;punta naman kami. dumiretso na kami after namin mag-mall at ang damit ko, pang-mall lang talaga. as in naka-flip flops at cargo pants and racerback-t ako  &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/rofl.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hay. oh well, pagdating ng venue di naman pala ko masyadong na-OP &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" border="0" /&gt;. casual lang din damit ng mga tao tsaka maliit lang ang place but cozy. dama mo yong interaction ng bands sa mga tao kasi nga maliit lang ang lugar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kainis lang kasi unplanned nga yong punta namin so di ko nadala digicam ko &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie9.gif" border="0" /&gt;. buti na lang me camphone ako. nagamit ko yon to take videos pero alang pics kasi na-batt empty ako. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/arrgh.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yong pagpunta ko sobrang memorable kasi nagkaron ako ng chance to make small talks with PnE members. as in lahat sila! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/woot.gif" border="0" /&gt; saya! hihi! di ko nga lang nasabi name ko kasi na-overwhelm ako. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/beeeep.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sure me ibang chance pa. next time, sasabihin ko na talaga name ko kahit di tinatanong hahaha!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/lol.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nipa-sign ko rin yong vcd nila ng inuman sessions vol. 1. it's a good buy. bili kayo ha! wag pirated hihi!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie14.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nice silang lahat sa fans &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/sweet.gif" border="0" /&gt;. dapat lang kasi kami ang tumatangkilik sa music nila. tsaka i feel na sincere naman sila. nung pauwi na nga kami eh ask pa ko ni gab (guitars) kung ano raw sasakyan namin hehe pati si buwi (bass) ask din ako kung di ako napagod kakakuha ng video nila &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/awww.gif" border="0" /&gt;. sabi ko namimitig na nga binti ko eh hahaha pero kebs na. makita ko lang sila &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haaay! i so like parokya ni edgar &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie11.gif" border="0" /&gt; . siguro sasabihin ng iba OA na ko, na paroks na lang ata sentro ng buhay ko. well, di naman masyado hehe. la lang. ngayon lang ako todo-suporta sa isang banda and besides, they deserve it. they've been in the business for 10yrs and up to now, sikat pa rin sila. kasi naman, maganda ang music nila. humorous and nandon din ang love nila sa mga taong walang sawang sumusuporta sa kanila. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o sya. dito na lang kwento ko. pag me chance ako, puntahan ko rin gigs ng ibang local bands. gusto kong mapanood live ang session road, mojofly, hale, sponge cola at iba pa &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ingats kayong lahat!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-112034019697536537?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112034019697536537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=112034019697536537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112034019697536537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112034019697536537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/parokya-ni-edgarna-naman.html' title='Parokya ni Edgar...na naman!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-112016700245876748</id><published>2005-07-01T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T11:14:53.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bago!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/22674086/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos22.flickr.com/30791841_90c3b347fb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/22674086/"&gt;converse thong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20353663@N00/"&gt;Nostalgic Girl&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i finally bought the converse thongs i've been eyeing for the past two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cutie noh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay! masusuot ko na ngayon yong mga green/light green na shirts ko &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/yahoo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-112016700245876748?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112016700245876748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=112016700245876748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112016700245876748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/112016700245876748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/07/bago.html' title='bago!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-111970788969252280</id><published>2005-06-25T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T22:06:18.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you, chito!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/21447013/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos17.flickr.com/21447013_3eb1b239ad_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20353663@N00/21447013/"&gt;sykes fontana 06-18-05 034 - rona and chito&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20353663@N00/"&gt;Nostalgic Girl&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yes. i admit it. i'm so attracted to him. as in utterly, madly, in love with him &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie11.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've seen him and the rest of the guys perform a number of times but this particular show in fontana really got me so excited. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/yahoo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, i wasn't supposed to be there at all. here's what happened. i signed up for the global picnic and was so sure that i'd be able to join. but alas! my name was not on the master list&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/wtf.gif" border="0" /&gt;. i don't know whose fault it was but definitely, somebody got things messed up. i cried a bucket when i was told pointblank by the event coordinator that i can't join simply because i was not on the list. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you could just imagine my disappointment. my stuff are all packed. i've planned everything down to the last detail of my wardrobe &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i checked with my supervisors and account manager and they were one in saying that i could join since there are lots from our account who won't be joining. i was kind of hesitant because i want to join the legitimate way. but then, my desire to join the outing no matter what prevailed in the end, so i was off to Fontana. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/yahoo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great time to have fun with friends and with my other teammates who i haven't had the chance to spend time with in the office. of course, we didn't pass up the chance to do some grocery at Puregold. i just bought pasalubong for my family. also, while we were, that is, Abi, Eva and I, wandering the store, we bumped into parokya ni edgar members Buwi, Gab and Dindin. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/woot.gif" border="0" /&gt;That gave me the idea that they might be the guests on the show later that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come showtime, i had a great time dancing with friends. peacepipes is a great reggae band and their songs just made me bounce especially when they played waiting in vain, my favorite &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/awww.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when parokya ni edgar finally went onstage, the crowd went mad. and chito's raspy vocals opened the show with swimming beach. he just amazed me with his good sense of humor and antics. he's kinda cute too. sooo cute &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie112.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the band played one hit after another. the show just went by in a blur. all i could remember is that i fell off the chair i was standing in while jumping up and down like a crazed maniac &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/rofl.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, there was a gentleman who picked me up when i fell. thanks to him wonder when will somebody pick me up and hold me forever?! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/lol.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show, i was off to find them and have a picture! i wouldn't pass up this chance to get up close with them. my pic together with chito was soooo nice we look like a couple &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/sweet.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a night! i was like so sad at first but meeting chito more than made up for it. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, chito! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie11.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-111970788969252280?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111970788969252280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=111970788969252280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111970788969252280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111970788969252280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-love-you-chito_25.html' title='i love you, chito!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-111875719683589718</id><published>2005-06-14T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T08:20:32.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanish lessons at Fundacion Santiago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i attended my second Spanish class tonight at Fundacion Santiago and i had a lot of fun. we concentrated on spelling and learning some common sentences we use in everyday language. para lang talaga kaming nasa classroom. there were 11 of us tapos nagtatawanan pa kami sa mistakes namin. but i have to admit that learning spanish is no walk in the park. you have to learn to conjugate and everything and to remember the spanish equivalent of english words. still, we have a long way to go. funny nga kasi iniisip ko pang wag pumasok dahil mas gusto ko atang matulog na lang sa bahay tapos work na lang sa gabi. kaya lang, sayang naman yong ibabayad namin tsaka i want to accomplish something naman this year. balak ko kasing kumuha ng foreign service exam next year and kelangan me alam na foreign language. wish wish! sana wag akong mag-procrastinate ever. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/lol.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, me klase na naman sa thursday. sana naman makapagbasa ako ng notes ko para naman me maisagot ako sa recitation namin hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yon lang. gtg, sago! work naman ako &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie14.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-111875719683589718?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111875719683589718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=111875719683589718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111875719683589718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111875719683589718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/06/spanish-lessons-at-fundacion-santiago.html' title='Spanish lessons at Fundacion Santiago'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-111769510102758377</id><published>2005-06-02T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T07:25:33.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wentong wala wenta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dami kong gustong i-post dito pero di ko alam kung san ko sisimulan...hmmm...malamang sa umpisa, di ba? joke&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie7.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;seriously, yong mga kwento halu-halo na sa utak ko eh pero di ko maisalin sa salita. naks! lalim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;siguro ibig sabihin non, wag na raw akong tamarin. kasi naman, inuuna ko pa humanap ng bagong template para sa blog ko eh kesa yong entries. tsk. tsaka nagwowork din ako pag di ako busy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie3.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;baka paluin na ko pag nakita post ko. biro lang huh! nagwowork ako tapos nagba-blog pag may free time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie14.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ayan, me entry na ko. oh ha! alang effort yan. natural ang dating.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh sya, bisita na lang kayo sa ulit sa susunod na post ko. sana next time, me wenta na wento ko&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-111769510102758377?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111769510102758377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=111769510102758377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111769510102758377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111769510102758377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/06/wentong-wala-wenta.html' title='wentong wala wenta'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-111653911941581424</id><published>2005-05-20T05:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T07:29:44.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popstar RoNa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hi y'all! look at this pic...so cooool! this was made for me by my good and pretty friend, Little China.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/Nostalgic_Girl/8d43d0c3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img33.echo.cx/img33/8079/melatestchopped3um.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cutie huh! and just look at the background...i love the color and the chopped star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post the other image later...too sleepy to do it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta manana!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/Nostalgic_Girl/me_ID2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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RoNa'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-111638640190520924</id><published>2005-05-18T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T07:34:47.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking up on the wrong side of the bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;has it ever happened to you? you know, when you wake up one day, you just don't feel good anymore. it's like you find no reason to smile. even the smell of breakfast in the air doesn't catch your fancy, nor the glorious sun of a seemingly wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like that, you frown. no matter how your friends resort to all tactics to cheer you up, the most you can give back is a half-smile. then you're back to frowning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm no stranger to this feeling. others might find this weird but to me, it's been going on frequently. there are a lot of things going on in my head but most of the time, my mind's just blank. i think i'm just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i know this will pass. i hope it will soon. i miss my old self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-111638640190520924?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111638640190520924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=111638640190520924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111638640190520924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111638640190520924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/waking-up-on-wrong-side-of-bed.html' title='Waking up on the wrong side of the bed'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-111567771388489329</id><published>2005-05-10T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T07:42:34.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulp Summer Slam 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;30 abril 2005. Amoranto Stadium. 4NH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;excited akong manood ng WW V Summer Slam. nung nakaraang taon nga eh kesehodang mabato ako ng plastic bottle, sige lang. kahit natatamaan ako ng siko nang kung sinu-sino, dedma na. lam ko naman na sa ganong rock concert eh mangyayari talaga yon. kelangan makibagay hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this year, in fairview (salitang pam-bading na nakuha ko dito sa seatmate ko hihi), marami na agad tao. sabagay, 4pm na kami nakarating. mahaba ang pila sa entrance pa lang. ala pa kasi kaming tiket ng mga utol ko eh kasama na hipag ko. anyways, sandali lang naman kami naghintay at nakapasok na rin kami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;pagdating sa loob, sobrang dami ng mga tao. pila agad kami para bumili ng tshirt. syempre, para may remembrance man lang. pero nung malapit na ko, nalaman kong wala silang size para sa mga girlash na gaya ko! wtf talaga! pano kaya magkakasya sa kin yong S ng panlalaki. para ko nang pantulog na duster yon sa haba eh hahaha! kahit magreklamo pa ko, wala ring mangyayari so di na ko bumili. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;nung pagpunta naman namin sa booth ng globe for the freebie eh sabihan ba naman kaming ubos na. as in until supplies last lang pala ang drama nila. tsk. laki ng company nila tapos bandana lang di pa nila mabigay. buti pa tribal. cool ang banda nila. buti pa pizza hut merong isang slice ng hawaiian pizza. buti pa pepsi, merong isang free (pero last year 2 yon ha), meron ding red horse free na kinuha ng kapatid ko. sulit na rin yong P180 na entrance. isipin mo na lang, daming magagaling na pinoy bands na nandon. inaabangan ko ang spongecola, sugarfree (pero wala pala sila. sayang. gusto ko pa naman pakinggan ng live ang hari ng sablay), kitchie nadal (adik ako ngayon sa kanta nyang same ground) at iba pang up and coming bands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ito ang mga bandang nakita kong nag-perform:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jeepney ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wunjo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Orange and Lemons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sheila and the Insects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chicosci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Blow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kitchie Nadal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Spongecola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6cycle mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Agaw Agimat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;POT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kamikazee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sobrang shocker for me nang makita ko si diether ocampo sa concert. at di lang sya nanood don ha. as in guest sya kasama ang band nyang Blow. sheeesh! dati tinawag nyang jologs ang crowd ng NU eh ang mga tao don eh karamihan yon din ang tao sa nung Pulp Summer Slam. as in puro boo talaga inabot nila. tsk. sayang. in fairview, oks din naman performance ng band nila compared don sa Orange and Lemons. well, opinyon ko lang to. anyways, sana madala na sila. wag na sila bumalik next year. kasi namn eh. taklesa sya. nagbitiw sya ng salitang di maganda. siguro di nya akalain na makakasalamuha nya pa yong mga taong yon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Moving on, oks din performance ng Spongecola. sobrang nag-enjoy ang bunso kong kapatid na idol ang band na yon. sabay-sabay sa pag-head bang ang mga tao. at ako, kelangan ding tumalon at makisabay para di maipit hehe. oks lang. masaya naman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;maganda rin performance ni kitchie. syempre, masaya ang lola kasi meron na syang sumikat na kanta. last year, andon din sya at medyo di pa sya kilala. run ang sikat nyang song. tapos parang napaluha pa ata sya non kasi after her, tumugtog ang moonstar88. eh sikat din yon. daming pumalakpak sa kanila. siguro nalungkot lang si kitchie. buti na lang iba na ang kwento this year. at ang lola ko, kinanta nga ang same ground. haaaay...me naalala na naman ako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;kwento na nga lang ako ulit hihi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tumugtog na rin ang agaw-agimat! grabe! tagal ko na silang di nakikita at andon pa rin ang puso nila sa para sa masa. as in yong mga kanta nila, patama pa rin sa gobyerno. taska miss ko na rin yong kanta nilang..."Sabihin man nilang ako ay bata pa..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha...pasensya na, di ko na alam yong title eh :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;at syempre, sobra rin akong pinatawa ng kamikazee sa performance nila. as usual, ganda tugtog nila pero mas nakakatawag ng pansin ang mga kalokohan ni jay, vocalist nila. pero meron syang kabastusan ding pinagsasabi hihi. enjoy mga tao pero medyo na-offend ako...hmmm...siguro dahil tumatanda na kasi ako hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dami pang tumugtog pero di na ko maka-concentrate eh. kasi naman, ang usok ng paligid, talunan ng talunan ang mga tao, merong lasing, merong amoy-pawis. tsk. sari-saring amoy. sari-saring tao. sana lahat kami pumunta don para i-enjoy ang music. sadly, meron pa ring napadpad lang don ng walang dahilan. kala siguro nila ang pagi-slam ay para lang manakit ng tao. or kaya lang me ganon for them to get wasted. lantaran ang pag-smoke ng pot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haaaay...ano naman kaya ang mangyayari next year. ako, pupunta pa rin. di pa ko nadadala eh. kahit masaktan, sige lang. at least kahit pano nakasama ko rin for one day ang ibang taong interesado rin sa trip ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-111567771388489329?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111567771388489329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=111567771388489329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111567771388489329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111567771388489329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/pulp-summer-slam-2005.html' title='Pulp Summer Slam 2005'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-111566540938215974</id><published>2005-05-10T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T07:49:14.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kupad me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haaaay... muntik akong ma-late kanina...as in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10pm ang start ng shift ko pero 9pm eh nasa bahay pa ko...paikot-ikot pa sa harap ng salamin. nakailang palit na rin ng damit, di ko pa rin madesisyunan kung ano talaga isusuot ko...nung una, gusto ko yong puting blouse kasi nga naman mainit. aba, nung sinuot ko na, nahalata ang bilbil ko! waaah! tumataba na naman ako. badtrip talaga! muka tuloy akong laging busog hihi :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagkatapos, sunod kong isinuot yong kulay pula. naku! mainit to sa katawan, medyo makapal pa ang tela. anyways, bihis ulit ako. by this time, naliligo na naman ako sa pawis. tsk. kaliligo ko lang eh mainit na naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huli kong isinukat yong isa kong blouse na minsan ko pa lang naisusuot. feeling ko tutuksuhin ako pag nakita nila kong suot ko to pero dedma na. mainit eh. isa pa, late na! di na pedeng mag-try ng isa pang damit hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahala na si batman :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-111566540938215974?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111566540938215974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=111566540938215974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111566540938215974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111566540938215974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/05/kupad-me.html' title='kupad me'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-111371717594464276</id><published>2005-04-17T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T07:52:45.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puerto Galera...here we come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;finally, i was able to go out of town and spend the weekend in Puerto Galera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my first time to go there and the experience just so overwhelmed me &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trip to White Beach was sooo long. what with the almost three-hour bus ride to the port and the boat ride for another one hour and so. but then, the view just made me more excited that i didn't mind it anymore. i had a hard time sleeping while on the bus which surprised me because i just got off from work and i haven't had any sleep &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie3.gif" /&gt; i guess it's just adrenaline working for me &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after what seemed like eternity, we finally arrived at White Beach. it was a great place with lots of people too. i looked at the waters and it's like it's hypnotizing me to just run and jump in &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie7.gif" /&gt; thank God i did not do this. you see, i don't even know how to swim! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie3.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, after i've gathered my senses, i joined my other friends who have been there since friday. we had a quick lunch after depositing our things in our room. i also enjoyed looking at the souvenirs and the people along the way. Wow! i've never seen too many people and they all seem to be having the best time of their lives. now i can't wait to change in to my 2-pc swimsuit and blend in with the crowd &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie6.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i don't swim, i also enjoyed just floating and being with my friends. we also had the chance to go banana boating. we had to wait a long time for our turn but it was so worth it! i almost passed up the chance to try this because i got so scared when i saw the boat capsize &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie9.gif" /&gt; in the end, my daring spirit won and i enjoyed the boat ride so much my voice was so hoarse when we were through with it. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie3.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was also a night of catching up with everyone's lives. I haven't been with the Mean Girls for a long time so it was a reunion of sorts &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just watched the stars while listening to stories with the splash of the waves as a background. it was truly a night to remember. i can't help but feel melancholic given the background and all. sigh. the ambience would be a perfect setting for a romantic getaway. i hope to bring someone special here one day. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, some good things never last. we had to leave the next day. i just hope i could return there and spend maybe a week or so. that would be expensive though &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" /&gt; anyways, i had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to the next destination &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-111371717594464276?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111371717594464276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=111371717594464276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111371717594464276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111371717594464276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/04/puerto-galerahere-we-come.html' title='Puerto Galera...here we come!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-111210385350604554</id><published>2005-03-29T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T18:19:21.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah! blah!</title><content type='html'>hiyah! it's been a while since i last had an entry. can't think of anything to say actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, just wanted to let everybody know that i added a link for my photos as well as a daily horoscope guide. please feel free to check it out &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie6.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til next entry! tc y'all! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-111210385350604554?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111210385350604554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=111210385350604554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111210385350604554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111210385350604554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/blah-blah.html' title='blah! blah!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-111117504610366126</id><published>2005-03-19T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T00:53:57.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's my Birthday! i'm gonna party like it's my Birthday! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woohoo! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie6.gif" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-111117504610366126?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/111117504610366126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=111117504610366126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111117504610366126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/111117504610366126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/03/birthday-girl.html' title='Birthday Girl'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-110827549473734540</id><published>2005-02-13T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T07:56:42.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Case of the EX</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i met with an ex-flame the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;he was still the same guy i've fallen in love with. same face, familiar voice, same everything. i've missed him...terribly. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie5.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;o the eyes of a stranger, we might look like just any other ordinary couple sans the holding hands part. i can't bring myself to hold him, or to touch him no matter how much i wanted to. you see, we're no couple. technically, I feel like we haven't broken up a long time ago, but still he's not my boyfriend...neither am i his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;we just walked side by side, careful not to rub elbows because somebody we know might see us and that won't be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;the truth is, we just used some borrowed time. it hurt me so much.&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i used to own him but by some strange twist of events, i was relegated to the background. to the part of the room where nobody was supposed to know i was there...waiting in the wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i used every ounce of courage and strength i had just to get over him. i thought i was successful in achieving my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;but you know what, there comes a time, just once in a while though, when i'd think of him and i'd cry. just like that. sometimes, it's still hard to accept the fact that there's no me and him anymore. that what we had was just all part of the past. a bittersweet one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;when i think of him, i still cry. i can't help but think of the "could have beens" and "might have beens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;on the contrary, thoughts of him also makes me feel happy. i never thought i'd be capable of loving someone like that. after all, we also had our share of happy moments. we had our own walks in the park, sunsets we've watched together, movies we went to, dreams we've shared and a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;it feels great to relive everything. but i have to stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;dwelling in the past won't do me any good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;it will just bring back all the hurt i went through along with the memories of a relationship that was never meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;tsk. fate played a cruel joke on me. the sad part is i can't undo it anymore. even if i can, i don't think i ever will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i can stand the pain anyways. i've dealt with it for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i just hope i'd be ready to love again when the right one comes knocking on my door. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie11.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;by then, i won't be living in the past anymore. i've got a future to look forward to. &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/lil_china/smilie1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the EX, he'll be just that...the EX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-110827549473734540?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110827549473734540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=110827549473734540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110827549473734540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110827549473734540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/case-of-ex.html' title='The Case of the EX'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-110766828154285850</id><published>2005-02-06T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T08:01:03.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My transfer to another account has finally been processed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be happy because I've been waiting for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I don't know...I just don't feel completely relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people here in my current account give me the cold shoulder. I dunno if that was intentional on their part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, it could be that they just didn't notice me. Or, they just overlooked me. You know, it happens. Take this instance, I was like walking in the mall one day and I came face to face with an old friend and I just didn't see her. I was looking past her. She just called my attention and there she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right. I could only speculate and list a number of excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd never really know what could be the reason behind the frostiness unless I ask them. But I don't have plans of doing that, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I'd get over it. I didn't really exist here anyways. Just one statistic. Maybe they won't even notice I'm gone. Maybe. Maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-110766828154285850?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110766828154285850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=110766828154285850&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110766828154285850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110766828154285850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/whatever.html' title='Whatever!'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-110505476154436884</id><published>2005-01-07T06:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T08:02:41.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Year of my Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;2004 was a relatively good year for me. I did fine on my job although there was a bit of controversy that involved me towards the last month. yeah, i was a bit rash with my comments about resigning and looking out for a new job. my comment was taken out of context and next thing i knew, everybody was questioning me as to when my last day will be. shocked would be an understatement as i certainly felt more than that. i never imagined that word will travel that fast and that they'd take it seriously. i assume they also found out about the little incident i'm talking about. tsk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyways, in other aspects of my life, things were pretty much the same just like the past years. i still got no boyfriend and i'm seriously pondering why this is so. i mean, i don't look that bad (anyone who thinks otherwise will look so bad they won't be recognized anymore lol), i'm kind of friendly and well ok, i don't go out on dates but this is more of because nobody asked me to. i know, i must be some loser who can't get a guy to like her. i do go out with friends but i rarely meet guys, i just don't know how to do it. you know, bat my eyelashes and catch someone's attention. i feel like i'm through that stage and that i don't have to force somebody to like me. maybe, it will just happen. when the right time comes. yeah. i've told that to myself a lot of times i've lost count. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;enough about my non-existent lovelife. let's get a move on, shall we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;about my family, nothing much happened really. i still got one niece (thank God!), my youngest brother is still the same git that he has always been hehe and my mum and pop still bicker every now and then. not that i'm complaining. they've always been like that and i'd like to think it keeps them together. they argue and make-up. a vicious cycle really hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;this year, i also gained a lot of friends in the office. before, we used to just nod in greeting. now, we can't get enough of each other hehe. this is one of the best things that happened to me this year. i now have another reason to report for work everyday :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;this year has been an eventful year for our country as well. national elections were held, Da King died, oil prices continuously surged up, typhoons devastated the countryside that left a great number of people homeless, and of course, those tsunamis that rocked neighboring countries in Asia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;it is at this point that i've come to admire Filipinos more. sure, we are not rich. we are a third-world country for crying out loud. but still, there's this spirit to come out of everything alive. barely breathing but still alive. ready to take one day at time. willing to pounce on every chance if only to survive. (i'm not talking of criminals here who take advantage of other people hehe.) i mean, life could get so difficult sometimes. i've also thought of giving up when times were so rough and i couldn't see a ray of light. but then, i look at the faces around me. i see children rummaging through the garbage in search of something to sell or eat for that matter, homeless people who make do with the cold gutter for comfort, those who don't have the luxury of buying the things they need, much less want. they look unfortunate. i think i am unfortunate. what would that make of them? uber less unfortunate? they don't seem bothered about it. they just want to make it through the day. i know that i'm so lucky. there are a lot of good things given to me. i've a roof above my head (by the way, we just had our house renovated), i can eat a number of times per day, i've a family that cares for me, wonderful friends who make me happy, a job that keeps me alive (because of the money i earn, mind you), and of course, Jesus, who makes all things possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;but you know what, sometimes i feel like one thing's missing. my lovelife? i think so. there are times when i just don't think about it at all, and sometimes i can't get it out of my mind. it's been a long time since i've been involved with somebody i can call my own. actually, i don't exactly know anymore what it feels like to be loved. *sigh* whatever! as i've said, i'll let things take its natural course. 2005 is a brand-new year. who knows what's in store for me. for all i know, this could be the year i finally get to meet THE ONE. oh well, i'm just thinking out loud. que sera sera! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="4077b5d3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-110505476154436884?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110505476154436884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=110505476154436884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110505476154436884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110505476154436884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/another-year-of-my-life.html' title='Another Year of my Life'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-110395993815254451</id><published>2004-12-25T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T10:37:38.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Happy Birthday, JESUS! Happy Christmas to all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-110395993815254451?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110395993815254451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=110395993815254451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110395993815254451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110395993815254451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2004/12/jesus.html' title='Jesus'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-110344988889731026</id><published>2004-12-19T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T13:33:30.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pisces </title><content type='html'>I just took this test today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;You are &lt;b&gt;87&lt;/b&gt;% Pisces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/pisces.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/astrologyquizzes.html"&gt;How much do you match your zodiac sign?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-110344988889731026?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110344988889731026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=110344988889731026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110344988889731026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110344988889731026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2004/12/pisces.html' title='Pisces '/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-110319860276782801</id><published>2004-12-16T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T07:08:55.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night to Remember</title><content type='html'>Remember the Dance Contest I was so excited about last week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost. Big-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we weren't really that bad to watch on the stage but still, I was so embarrassed. I know my friends here in Macromedia expected much seeing as how I have been promoting it and shamelessly demanding everybody to cheer for our team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, we only have ourselves to blame. We didn't get to practice much, and 4 days in to the contest proper, we haven't decided yet on what music to use. We changed choreographers at the last minute. We haven't really talked about what to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that's all in the past. There's no use crying over spilt milk, is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing this experienced taught me, it would be the value of unity and cooperation. One good dancer won't be enough for the win. It has to be a team effort. Also, never let overconfidence get the better of you. In my case, I've been to numerous dance contests back in school. I'm like so used to winning that when I got to the stage, I thought this would be no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, those were the glory days hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, after our dance number, everybody congratulated me and the others as well for a good job. They are one in saying that I surprised them. They didn't know I have it in me. What with all the moves I made on stage. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, there's always a next time, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's in store for next year's party...hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-110319860276782801?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110319860276782801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=110319860276782801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110319860276782801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110319860276782801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2004/12/night-to-remember.html' title='A Night to Remember'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-110245621160705836</id><published>2004-12-08T05:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T12:53:28.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Time! </title><content type='html'>today is wednesday. a few days more and i'll be making my grand debut on the stage...and the occasion? Sykes's Annual Christmas Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know. i've asked myself the same question. What in the name of Merlin were I thinking joining a dance contest! one, which in fact, will be attended by almost all the employees of our company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i never did find the exact reason for my joining the said contest. all i know is that i've always had a passion for dancing and hey, i've won in the past although i was like younger and thinner at that time lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, our group practise everyday but we haven't perfected the dance steps yet. the moves are fast and so is the music. i'm quite positive though that we would be able to pull our acts together in time for the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i'm getting cold feet about the event. as the big day draws nearer, the more i want to just evaporate and vanish into thin air. how i wish i could hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure that a lot of people who know me (but not that well hehe) would be so surprised when they see me strutting on the stage and doing my fancy moves (yeah right! hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's about time i introduce them to another side of me. i'm tired of having the identity of a loner, quiet type of person. that's a far cry from the real me. they just don't know how much of a chatterbox i really am hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right...it's almost time to go home. i haven't had a decent sleep in the past couple of days. i'm so eager to go home and just sleep myself to death...er, not really to death because i still have a dance contest i need to attend to this weekend lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post again soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-110245621160705836?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110245621160705836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=110245621160705836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110245621160705836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110245621160705836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2004/12/dancing-time.html' title='Dancing Time! '/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-110196475075425245</id><published>2004-12-02T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T06:58:59.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sIrAnG pLaKa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haaaay...6:45pm na...malapit na naman matapos ang isang araw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayamaya lang hapunan na...nood ng tv sandali...basa ng paborito kong chapter ng Harry Potter at pag inantok, matutulog na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa araw-araw eh ganito ang ginagawa ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahay-opisina-bahay ulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan parang nakakatamad. Paulit-ulit. Nakakasawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero teka...kung pakaiisipin natin eh, paulit-ulit lang naman talaga ang buhay di ba? Matutulog tayo, gigising, maliligo, kakain, papasok sa opisina, uuwi, kakain na naman, papahinga, tutulog na naman. Bukas, ganon ulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O diba, ROUTINE lang ang buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung gusto mo, pwede mong haluan ng ibang aktibidades para maiba naman. Gimik minsan kasama mga kaibigan, punta ng mall, laro ka ng badminton pag alang pasok at marami pang iba.&lt;br /&gt;Tsaka, ang paghinga ay routine din. Kung di natin to gagawin, malamang ala na tayo dito sa mundo hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaay...di bale nang routine ang buhay. Tayo na lang ang bahalang gumawa ng paraan para magkaron ng ika nga eh "spice" ang buhay natin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga katulad kong minsan eh nagrereklamo dahil lagi na lang ganon ang ginagawa natin eh, magpasalamat tayo at meron pa tayong pagkakataong ulit-ulitin ang bawat araw sa ating buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibig lang sabihin nito, buhay tayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, magrereklamo ka pa ba sa ROUTINE?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-110196475075425245?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110196475075425245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=110196475075425245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110196475075425245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110196475075425245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2004/12/sirang-plaka.html' title='sIrAnG pLaKa'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-110168929785857655</id><published>2004-11-29T08:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T12:59:41.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of One Tree Hill and Templates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i know, it's been a long time since i last posted an entry here. it's not that i don't have anything to write about but i guess other things have caught my attention and temporarily drifted me away from blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well, one tree hill, a series currently showing in the US caught my fancy. i so love the story especially james lafferty aka Nathan Scott. i admit i didn't like his character at first because he was the typical popular basketball star, obnoxious and conceited. But then, Bethany Joy Lenz aka Haley James came in to his life and made a difference. Yep, it's one of those classic love-hate relationship formula. It has been used a lot of times but it still makes me giddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, i've already finished watching Season 1, thanks to Liza for lending me her copy. I just can't wait to get my hands on season 2 episodes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;by the way, as you might have noticed, i changed my template for the nth time. i'm hoping that this one stays longer than the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this will be all for now. gotta watch Bring It On Again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-110168929785857655?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110168929785857655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=110168929785857655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110168929785857655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110168929785857655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/of-one-tree-hill-and-templates.html' title='Of One Tree Hill and Templates'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-110045382851613666</id><published>2004-11-15T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T09:26:53.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Past Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="304" align="center" bgcolor="#51336d"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="300" bgcolor="#333333" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizme.stvlive.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="35" alt="Quiz Me" hspace="0" src="http://quizme.stvlive.com/pastlife/quizme.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#6fa6b2;"&gt;rona was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#77cad0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a Stingy Cult Leader&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a past life. &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #c0abef; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://quizme.stvlive.com/pastlife/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;http://quizme.stvlive.com/pastlife/quiz.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yeah right!&lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-110045382851613666?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110045382851613666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=110045382851613666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110045382851613666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110045382851613666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-past-life.html' title='My Past Life'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-110026037928353839</id><published>2004-11-12T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T12:04:05.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comedy of Errors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Singing and eating. These are two of my many passions in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, and I also love seeing old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And for one night, I had all these things mixed up and had one hell of a night! &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/36.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My college buddies and I met up last Saturday. We haven't seen each other since time immemorial...oh, all right, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;since last march, at least for Bex, and since dec 2002 for Norie. I was like so thrilled to see them again, and nothing much has changed. But Norie, she looked lighter than she did and she admitted to using Ponds (hooray for Ponds!) &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/41.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As for Bex, well, she's still thin and that's because she's got her hands full what with her teaching profession and her MA studies. Gosh! She surprises me sometimes with her dedication to everything she's doing. Way to go, girl! &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And as for me, I looked fatter than I did before, according to them. It disheartened me to know that I am still on the chubby side. Then, I realized, I haven't really been dieting soI shouldn't be surprised, right? Oh well, I must have some short-term memory loss. &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/35.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, we had a blast! First, we had dinner at Gerry's Grill. The food was great, as usual but the service was a bit slow. Also, the place was jam packed and we can see waiters and waitresses running around for errands. Our orders finally arrived and we were silent for a moment to relish the sumptuous food served to us. &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/38.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everything has been going well. Stories were exchanged as well as updates on our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;That was until I came up with the idea of taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, since everybody was like preoccupied, I decided to just use the timer feature of my digital camera and take a picture. There was this tissue holder which would do fine so I can like place the digicam on top of it. But then, it needed to be supported. I was looking at our table and noticed a soy sauce bottle. Hmmm &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/39.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. I placed it behind the tissue holder and tried to make the digicam stand and it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In short, I was finally able to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bex, on the other hand, said I almost covered her face with my uber round cheeks, so I said, "Fine, I'll take another picture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;So I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;I made the same adjustment on my digicam. Placed it again on the same spot and took the seat beside Bex.&lt;br /&gt;To my horror, the digicam slid from its place and fell to the ground! The soy sauce bottle followed suit with a loud thud and its contents spilt to the floor! &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/42.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I shouted so loud and flapped my arms endlessly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I didn't make sense, I know. &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/29.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everybody was quiet and I felt all eyes on me. I was so embarrassed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nobody dared move. After what felt like eternity, a waitress came and picked up the bottle and placed it on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that, I finally came to my senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My digicam was nowhere in sight. Norie found it under the table and the batteries under her chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everybody went back to their own businesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hadn't thought about my digicam yet and in fact, I asked the waitress if I broke anything and subsequently, if I need to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Luckily, the bottle was made of durable stuff. It was still intact. Whew! &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, I suddenly thought of my digicam! Oh God, please! Let it not be broken! &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/17.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Norie gave it to me. I put the batteries and turned it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Voila! It worked! &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/15.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sheesh! For a while I was worried there. Well, my digicam is cheap, mind you. But then, I'd still feel bad if it broke. I've had it for almost a year and has been with me on countless occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;It's just one of those nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, we continued eating and I can see waiters glancing my way. Like I care! &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/27.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally, we finished dinner. Our next stop was IO KTV for some singing. My vocal chords need some stretching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;IO, here we come! &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-110026037928353839?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110026037928353839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=110026037928353839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110026037928353839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110026037928353839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/comedy-of-errors.html' title='Comedy of Errors'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-110011519415185009</id><published>2004-11-11T03:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T12:04:45.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of Those Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing new. Still here in the office, taking calls but it's a good thing that we don't have much calls for today. And, tomorrow is my restday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited...and I just can't hide it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/35.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-110011519415185009?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110011519415185009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=110011519415185009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110011519415185009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110011519415185009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of Those Days'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9082334.post-110010247637139022</id><published>2004-11-10T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T12:03:02.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin' So Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I feel great today. &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Well, I am alive &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/41.gif" /&gt;. It's one miracle that happens everyday that we fail to appreciate. Yep. We get so caught up with our lives and wait for miracles to come by our way. Be it of a dream job, finding Mr. Right (or Miss, whatever the case is), winning the Lottery or whatever it is our hearts desire. Sometimes, the joy of having the chance being around our families, friends and other loved ones doesn't appeal to us anymore. We crave for more. In the process, we lose sight of what's really important and we get so caught up with worldly possessions. You might be wondering why in the name of Merlin (sorry, influence of harry potter lol) am I going mushy about all these stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...I just thought of how blessed I am for having the chance to wake up each morning, greet the day with a smile, go to work, and spend time with my family and friends. When I think of all those jobless people, I appreciate my job more. When I complain because my brother annoys me, I stop and think that maybe that's just our way of letting each other know that we care. When I look at myself in the mirror and rant on how fat I am, I realize that I'm one lucky person because I have food to eat and that I'm healthy .&lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/5.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back all those years, I've never thought how kind and giving Jesus has been to me.&lt;br /&gt;In times of difficulty, I reached out to Him. He did not forsake me. When I had no one to turn to, He made sure there was a friend standing nearby to comfort me. When I'm losing hope, something good always happen along the way that gives me encouragement to keep going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a family. I got lots of really nice and supportive friends. I got a nice job. I got some of the things I want. I don't get frustrated if I still don't have everything I've wanted. It reminds me that I have to strive harder. And that everything will fall into place when the right time comes. I sure got a lot of good things coming my way. I know there'll be more. Problems might weave their way to me but who cares...with all the wonderful people surrounding me, I'll overcome everything. Maybe I wouldn't survive unscathed but those wounds would remind me of how fragile life is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Life is beautiful. Make the most out of it. Let's start by appreciating little things that make up our life.&lt;br /&gt;It would bring a smile to our face. Just like it did to me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9082334-110010247637139022?l=nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110010247637139022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9082334&amp;postID=110010247637139022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110010247637139022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9082334/posts/default/110010247637139022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgicgirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/feelin-so-good.html' title='Feelin&apos; So Good'/><author><name>Rona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441403238863308528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YnqgzXr9UD0/SeMeU9XLDNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62OWcpu2pD0/S220/rona.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
