<?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-32882380</id><updated>2011-07-08T13:33:36.679+08:00</updated><category term='my pregnancy'/><category term='Day-2-Day'/><category term='family'/><category term='Postpartum'/><category term='videos'/><category term='Couch Potato'/><category term='rants'/><category term='K9'/><category term='Kimi'/><category term='Festivities'/><category term='FYI'/><category term='tales/stories'/><category term='Baguio'/><category term='Bunny'/><category term='HaHaHa'/><category term='misc'/><title type='text'>Me, Myself &amp; Eileen</title><subtitle type='html'>-- devoid of frivolity, excess, exaggeration, or speculative imagination</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>273</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-7251006170691175273</id><published>2010-06-15T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T12:39:13.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MRI: first and hopefully my last</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just had my MRI test today. It wasn't scary than I had expected. Had I not been experiencing excruciating pain on my left shoulder/blade and neck, I would have skipped this part. I am nearly done with the steroids but still on Naproxen, a muscle relaxant.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I initially thought I will be carried into a suffocating time capsule, however, the machine looked totally different when I arrived. There's the bed and a fixture overhead beyond the bed. No doughnut hole or any of that sort. The set-up of the room was cozy enough that I'd fall asleep especially with the warm lights on and full blast air-con.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After dressing up and all, the tech let me lie on the bed, positioned my neck on a metal brace, tucked a cushion under my legs, covered me with a thermal blanket, then finally secured the metal brace in front of my face and inserted ear pads so I won't move a single bit. He again asked if I was claustrophobic. I am not. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So in a few minutes, he turned the unit on and the fixture above slid down towards me and stopped halfway. My face was around 6 inches away from the ceiling. Now I have figured why they call it an Open Air MRI coz all my sides are free and the light is still apparent. It seemed as if I was an auto mechanic just checking out the underside of a car. I wasn't worried at all for I know somebody's watching over me. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1, 2, 3, ..and the hammering sounds begun with an interval of 5 minutes. First, a tom-tom drum and drill in unison. Then silence. Followed by a sewing machine and big-ben clock combined. Then, silence. Then comes a slow pounding beat. Then, silence. A few knocks follow. Then silence. These go on and on without a shuffle. It was so annoying that I couldn't fall asleep. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;25 minutes had passed and it was over. Thank heavens! That was it? No sweat! ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In 2 days, the results will be out. Hopefully, it's nothing serious. Well, I guess, I really am growing old and these symptoms are the aftershocks of how I've spent my life in my younger days, that is, carefree and sometimes careless.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now, I couldn't afford to abuse my back anymore. It's my bread and butter. *wink*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-7251006170691175273?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/7251006170691175273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=7251006170691175273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7251006170691175273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7251006170691175273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2010/06/mri-first-and-hopefully-my-last.html' title='MRI: first and hopefully my last'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-7164272107342159788</id><published>2010-06-07T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T12:21:57.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I couldn't explain how delighted we were when Kimi pooped in the toilet for the first time tonight!! :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Months before, it seemed impossible coz he couldn't keep still on the bowl. The longest time he will sit is roughly 2-3 mins. So, what we did was we have instilled on his mind that he can have any toy he wants if only he will poop in the toilet. And whenever he grabs a toy on the display shelf in the dept. store and we know that he likes it a lot, we will constantly remind him that he can have it once he has pooped in the toilet. This has been our long playing song  but it has finally paid off...yipee!!  Indeed, it only takes patience...and tons of it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What we've learned from the entire course is that you can never force a child to do something out of his will nor strictly impose it. Everything happens naturally. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Of course, each parent has his/her own style of raising his/her child. I'm neither in a capacity to claim that our style is right. Well, what's proven effective is to reward your child when he does something right. A hug, a kiss, a pat on the head, a rub on the back, a thumbs-up, a high-five or a piece of candy/chocolate that he enjoys shall suffice. It doesn't have to be great or expensive. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;However, there are times when you must also satiate a child's yearning. You will try not to deprive your child but not to a point of over-pampering him. There is always a limit. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;...enough of the blabbing. We're just overwhelmed. It's such a simple happening, but we can never trade it in for anything else. Fulfillment to the max! Hopefully, this won't be the last... The list goes on and he still has a lot to go..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nevertheless, he can now officially go to school come September.. *yey*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-7164272107342159788?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/7164272107342159788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=7164272107342159788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7164272107342159788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7164272107342159788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-parents.html' title='Happy Parents'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-1704569701718834230</id><published>2009-12-25T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:30:25.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Another year in another place...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If last year's celebration was warm yet with cool breeze, this year's extremely cold and freezing. This is the first time, snow had fallen before Christmas. Usually, they say, it begins to shower come January. I guess it was a welcome greeting for the 3 of us; a one-time blizzard! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A White Christmas indeed!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There's nothing great about it 'though like the way we see it in the movies. White, cold, fluffy ice which becomes gray when the ice starts to melt along the side of the roads. *&lt;em&gt;eyesore&lt;/em&gt;* Maybe it would have been different if we lived in Antartica *&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;* I would have appreciated it differently. *&lt;em&gt;kidding&lt;/em&gt;* Ironic, but I never wanted snow in the first place! :-)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, it's our first time to celebrate as one family: Kimi, Hubi and I. We didn't have any fancy preparations during the eve. We just had clam chowder soup, toasted potato bread, tostitos with salsa con queso, a few bottles of beer and Kimi had a serving of vanilla ice cream for dessert. A simple yet intimate feast. Btw, Kimi initiated the grace before meals. :-)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A few more days and it will be another year! Time flies... *sigh*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/u+5vUlhwXyuC0ss6bmbRDg/photos/1M/300x300/653/EEEE.jpg?et=OW6wznLvQVnpSTDPKW0y4g&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Accdg to Kimi: this is Daddy, Mommy and Kimi snowman with Sa-ta&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-1704569701718834230?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1704569701718834230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=1704569701718834230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1704569701718834230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1704569701718834230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-is-christmas.html' title='Christmas is Christmas!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-6974756137585291470</id><published>2009-11-23T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T06:56:06.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>66 days after...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;*&lt;em&gt;phew&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm so surprised why I can never get to update my blog. Faster internet speed equals a much convenient manner to post anything and everything. I may have a few minutes to spare but I'm kinda lazy to scribble anything since I got here. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* I don't know why...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can even survive several days without signing in to my Facebook/ Multiply/ Blogger/ Yahoo/ Gmail accounts nor mere bloghopping. I couldn't believe it myself. This happened overnight...it's a miracle! *&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The weather is contributory I guess or I really don't have anything significant to share. Ok, ok, the bottomline is I've been really lazy and forgetful lately. Perhaps, I will be visible every once in a while and definitely I won't be quitting....just the farming side maybe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kimi, Hubi and I are still undergoing an overhaul. Indeed, a drastic shift from a conservative/ stern/ idealistic/ spick &amp; span haven to a liberal/ cluttered/ lenient/ anything-goes environment.  We'll get used to everything here eventually. Life is a matter of adapting to change.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For what it's worth,I just have one thing to boast about.... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;...I was able to upgrade my&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent;" color="#cc0000"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.omniglot.com/writing/ilocano.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ilocano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/font&gt;speaking skills from NI (needs improvement) to FAIR. *&lt;em&gt;yey&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;OK, any contenders? *&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-6974756137585291470?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/6974756137585291470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=6974756137585291470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6974756137585291470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6974756137585291470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/11/66-days-after.html' title='66 days after...'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-3404600300230033779</id><published>2009-09-17T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:52:18.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No! No! No!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm ready...I'm set...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;..however, I don't think I can go yet??&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Looks like there's no more turning back. This is it!! It will be tougher than before considering geography. In the meanwhile, I have to leave my comfort zone. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It will be me, myself and Eileen again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thank you, Lord..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*&lt;em&gt;patience*strength*patience*strength&lt;/em&gt;*..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-3404600300230033779?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/3404600300230033779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=3404600300230033779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3404600300230033779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3404600300230033779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-no-no.html' title='No! No! No!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-7283340543428677569</id><published>2009-09-02T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:00:09.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3...2...1...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;How time flies so fast&lt;/em&gt;!" The -ber months are here! My birth month is coming soon and that means another dry flake on my skin *&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't know why the days pass by quickly during the last quarter of the year. Maybe because every person's productivity is at its peak that we never notice elapsed time and we don't care whether we have a stack of pending jobs. Everybody's looking forward to big bucks and bonuses, that's why! Plus, successive holidays that tend to lessen work hours! *&lt;em&gt;two thumbs up&lt;/em&gt;* The not so good news is, I'm spared this year 'coz I'm "&lt;em&gt;on leave&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I guess it's not only me who's counting down. We all got something to look forward to.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" height="300" name="flashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="340" src="http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg294/wafpaf/countdown/swf/christmas19.swf?then_year=2009&amp;then_month=11&amp;then_day=25&amp;eventt=Christmas+Day" swliveconnect="true" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-7283340543428677569?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/7283340543428677569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=7283340543428677569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7283340543428677569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7283340543428677569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/09/321.html' title='3...2...1...'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-8701588343234475558</id><published>2009-08-18T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:07:00.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrenalin Rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Joining the fun @ Subic International Raceway (with hubby, Kimi and Gerard)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;for pictures: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=101123&amp;id=567955977&amp;l=c8b1f71be7"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=101123&amp;id=567955977&amp;l=c8b1f71be7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-8701588343234475558?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/8701588343234475558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=8701588343234475558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8701588343234475558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8701588343234475558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/08/adrenalin-rush.html' title='Adrenalin Rush'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-2813261036845326409</id><published>2009-08-15T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:10:49.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free yet Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have all the time in my hands now that I'm idle. And yet, I couldn't find time to update my blog as often as I could. I guess, farming is taking much of it aside from being a temporary full time mom. Call me an addict, but that's my only escape if the weather calls for a house arrest. I know I'm not alone. *&lt;em&gt;grin&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is not a good sign. My braincells have suddenly stopped from functioning. A well deserved break, I may say! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* A billion seconds more and they'd be slaves again.&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_up.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-2813261036845326409?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2813261036845326409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=2813261036845326409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2813261036845326409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2813261036845326409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/08/free-yet-busy.html' title='Free yet Busy'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-4092019091020524949</id><published>2009-08-08T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:52:45.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colloid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My hometown appears to have rejuvenated. Thick fog (and not smog) can again be seen encapsulating the entire city especially the CBD. So thick that you can't even recognize a car approaching even with the headlights on. Alas! this is the feel of the real Baguio we've all grown up with. Excuse the "expats"  who may not have even the slightest idea how it was up here long before their intrusion.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nevermind if it's a result of drastic climate change or a tropical storm filled week. The fact that thick fog is back is already heaven to me. Aaaah, I'm indeed home!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But for how long shall it linger? The weather bureau's forecasted that the tropical storm will have left the country by today and that the sun should be out by Sunday. *&lt;em&gt;yey&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Great news! But as I am writing (5:51pm, Saturday), it's still pouring *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hoping...hoping...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;...the soil needs to take a break from water intoxication too! :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;insert *&lt;em&gt;Rain, rain, go away!&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-4092019091020524949?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/4092019091020524949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=4092019091020524949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4092019091020524949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4092019091020524949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/08/colloid.html' title='Colloid'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-4672863287167779783</id><published>2009-08-02T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T15:43:52.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Scattered rainshowers but luckily no thunderstorms. That's how it is up here in Baguio City and perhaps elsewhere as it's the season of rainfall. Well, delayed rainfall that is. It's cool...real cool up here but I dislike it when the drizzle doesn't stop. We're all stuck at home! It shouldn't be this abrupt! :) And besides, there's no where else to go even if you go out. Chances are you'll get yourself drenched in one way or another.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It seems I'm experiencing the withdrawal symptoms. A sudden stop from being on the go. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, this shall pass. It's good to be home...simple living...my time is mine...sleep is a luxury...and I can stay home all day while perched on the sofa, sipping coffee while surfing the internet. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I may sound isolated but I'm still connected! *&lt;em&gt;yey&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/mtgcYAXUcSae+7jiM6XhYQ/photos/1M/300x300/523/sroad.jpg?et=G4lvAwgPTRsyI4snZeQBRQ&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#993300" size="2"&gt;photo courtesy of flickr.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-4672863287167779783?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/4672863287167779783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=4672863287167779783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4672863287167779783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4672863287167779783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/08/rain-dear.html' title='Rain dear'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-2694898715301206350</id><published>2009-07-27T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T11:44:07.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye doesn't mean Forever ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN"&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've been in denial for quite sometime. It took me a while to accept the fact that I would soon arrive at the crossroad where i must abandon my comfort zone. It's a great struggle as I've considered Merli's haven my 2nd home, knowing the place by heart even 'though I couldn't sing even a line from Majulah Singapura. I'm a sentimental fool, a tear jerky. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* It's human nature..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hopefully, the wheel would turn the way it's supposed to work 'though bumpy the road would be for us. We've gambled, we've gained, we've lost, we've given up our identity; that's the essence of it all. Life is all about taking risks.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I would like to take this opportunity to thank all the people who've stood by us throughout our journey; those who've made our stay as memorable as possible, those who've helped 'babysit' Kimi, our friendly neighbors, a handful of my relatives and wacky ex-colleagues who've treated us like family. We will miss all of you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is it! GOODBYE..til we meet again!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(As of today, no more internet connection...thanks Starhub! :p)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-2694898715301206350?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2694898715301206350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=2694898715301206350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2694898715301206350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2694898715301206350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye-doesn-mean-forever.html' title='Goodbye doesn&amp;#39;t mean Forever ;'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-4089135757566467377</id><published>2009-07-17T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T11:59:31.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yey! Good News!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Now, I would be able to upload pics/ videos or blog on Multiply then copy it to Facebook (or Twitter) with just one click. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Multiply has already incorporated this feature. This was all I've been waiting for *&lt;em&gt;starstruck&lt;/em&gt;* Let's see how it works..this is my first cross-linked post &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tada!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-4089135757566467377?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/4089135757566467377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=4089135757566467377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4089135757566467377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4089135757566467377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/07/yey-good-news.html' title='Yey! Good News!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-6742244481975074949</id><published>2009-06-20T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:12:55.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><title type='text'>Pasyalan Na!</title><content type='html'>We were again on tourist mode last night. Cousin Carlo was here for a business trip and yesterday was only his free time to take a breather after a hectic week at the Expo. We had to squeeze in 6 hours utmost. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was with Hubi, Kimi, Jackie and cousin (Ate) Flow Bee. We decided to meet at City Hall MRT Station (CBD) as the tourist attractions Singapore is famous for were just nearby; the Supreme Court, the Parliament, Marina Bay, The Esplanade, the Flyer, Fullerton Hotel and the Merlion Park.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had dinner at the Kopitiam (&lt;em&gt;Makansutra&lt;/em&gt;) to let him a taste of local food and local beer. Then we resumed the 'tour' by foot (and stroller ;p) while taking pics of our high-spirited visitor cum phot-ops model cousin. Next stops were the bayside facing the skyline, the foot bridge to get a good view of the Esplanade side and the Merlion/ Fullerton side and last stop, the Merlion Park.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Along the way, a few tourists greeted us and asked permission whether they can take a snapshot of Kimi. Kimi can be Mr. Congeniality most of the time. The little boy obliged and he even posed for them even if he had to lie on the ground and get dirty. He liked it so much!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, we reached Merlion's haven. There's not much people considering it was a Friday night. We spent almost an hour taking jump shots while the other tourists were staring at us. Well, who cares, they don't know us anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/GiXue3Qp8HIoJxm6uJID1w/photos/1M/orig/392/DDA-9056ee.jpg?et=XF%2BYchXgqU54FTYsO4y4HA&amp;amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/GiXue3Qp8HIoJxm6uJID1w/photos/1M/300x300/392/DDA-9056ee.jpg?et=ekOrg2pm0pfJ7OP1X6dknA&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SUCCESS! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had so much fun and it's worth repeating. When? Perhaps, in a week's time when another relative comes to town. That is, if she's willing to taint his image like we did. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt; Just need to catch up with time. We got less than 2 months left. The clock is ticking....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-6742244481975074949?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/6742244481975074949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=6742244481975074949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6742244481975074949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6742244481975074949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/pasyalan-na.html' title='Pasyalan Na!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-2778265870657641600</id><published>2009-06-07T03:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T03:22:52.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><title type='text'>TGIF Mode</title><content type='html'>The sky was clear and the air warm; no hint of rain nor drizzle. So we decided to go out and bring Kimi to the Thomas and Friends show at Marina Square. Before the show could even start, he couldn't keep still on his seat. He wanted to stand and loiter around while the show master was busy with the Q&amp;amp;A, action song and teaching the kids how to do peep-peep! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SilXtgoKCJEAACINc7M1/DDA-8242.jpg?et=qS%2BqRDRfFn5IP6AY2IjS0w&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;He watched with gusto as soon as The Fat Controller entered the stage as if undertstanding each and every lyric being sang by him. (FYI, Kimi is musically inclined. Despite his built, he can gracefully dance to any rhythm, wiggle his butt and even tap his feet along with the beat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SilYagoKCJEAAEB-rFA1/DDA-8252.jpg?et=TeiNonppIeT7SGpTQjtF2g&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Then it was Thomas' turn to come out; all the kids screamed with joy. I don't know what's it with him that makes him so appealing to children. Maybe his ventriloquist doll-ish eyes/stare! ;) It was just a short 15-minute stint but worth the travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had dinner at Makansutra aka Esplanade &lt;em&gt;gilid&lt;/em&gt; *&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;* and saw several bunches of Flips. It really was TGIF for them; that is, good slash &lt;em&gt;gimik&lt;/em&gt; time! ...and for us, family slash quality time &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Thereafter, we stopped by the Outdoor Theatre @ Esplanade to check out the centerstage. A group of 3 local theatre performers singing their hearts out ala broadway musical. The lady even sang like Lea Salonga. Kimi seemed to like this show better than Thomas and his friends. *&lt;em&gt;grin&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SilaWAoKCJEAAG-vDWE1/DDA-8284.jpg?et=e%2CmRsI4ocr%2ByO31ashe8IQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SilbuAoKCJEAAA9@TbQ1/DDA-8280.jpg?et=UOgjgKeWm8WffKoFS4loXg&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We lingered a bit then walked our way to the other side of the bridge to take pictures of the skyline. We walked further then we reached the Parliament/ Supreme Court. It was there when I noticed that the flood lights were up. Yes! that early..for the F1! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SildNgoKCJEAACkyA@Q1/DDA-8323.jpg?et=Mr9hPB1vOGX6o6jT8iJfUQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;em&gt;awful frown&lt;/em&gt;* I don't wanna think about it anymore haay.. I won't get the chance to watch it anyway *&lt;em&gt;frown&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;em&gt;frown*frown&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;FYI, Kimi, Hubi and I have become part-time tour guides of Jackie lately. We've been touring her around since she arrived here. She appears to be enjoying also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SilgvQoKCJEAAHqYp1w1/DDA-8333.jpg?et=cZIv5%2C2uKwb3RO%2CB2pvsBA&amp;amp;nmid=0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well, the three of us, too, have become tourists even on the last minute. It's definitely a must that we keep mementos of this place that we've treasured like our own before it's too late *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;em&gt;sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;*more sighs*&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-2778265870657641600?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2778265870657641600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=2778265870657641600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2778265870657641600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2778265870657641600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/tgif-mode.html' title='TGIF Mode'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-1201240630388986315</id><published>2009-06-03T08:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:03:39.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><title type='text'>Memorable June 2</title><content type='html'>The Lord has been so generous and kind to me throughout these years. I know, it's not only luck; He has designed a perfect plan for each and everyone of us. What we are tasked to do is to share whatever we gain and touch somebody's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said this before and I'm saying it again; everything is possible when we put Him at the center of our lives. Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;There are marvelous things that I do not know, nor can I comprehend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lord, things that happen in my life, and things that happen in my friends lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lord, I desire to be thankful, to appreciate everything that comes across my path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lord, so often life hurts, I get angry -- upset, I do not understand, yet Lord You ask me to be thankful for everything, and have faith – thank You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lord, help me to be thankful, when the rains come on the just and the unjust, that You care so much about me, that Your to chasten, to build character and godliness in me, to be a mirrored reflection of Your Son to reach others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lord, I thank You for mercy, for the hunger for righteousness, for forgiveness, for purity, for providing for my needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lord, I thank You for prayer, That I can come before You and call You Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;That I can cast my burdens on You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lord, I thank You for my heart, the treasure and light You placed in there -- the Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lord, help me to endeavor, to be thankful for everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;.Lord, it seems most of the time, what happens is about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lord, I thank you that You gently remind me that the things are not about me, however, my life and what happens is more about You, Your will, and Your Kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lord, I thank You, I praise You. Lord, in You do I find strength and courage to go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lord, I thank You for the author and finisher of my faith – Jesus Christ and that in You is hope everlasting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lord, I thank You for the blood of Jesus, Your precious lamb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Thank You Lord God!In Jesus’ name, amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(prayers of thanks based on 1 Corinthians 2, Matthew 5-6, Hebrews 12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-1201240630388986315?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1201240630388986315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=1201240630388986315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1201240630388986315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1201240630388986315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/06/memorable-june-2.html' title='Memorable June 2'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-1434993479081873341</id><published>2009-05-21T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T00:50:46.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><title type='text'>Make or Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm on the brink of plunging into something unforeseen. It's a big risk but I guess it's worth challenging. Very uncertain really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, by nature, I am always on the go. I cannot keep still especially when opportunities start knocking on my door. Of course, that is, taking into consideration Kimi and Hubi and not only my selfish desire. I just love the thought of escalating. It stimulates my mind and even renders me more productive to the point of making me strive beyond my limits. &lt;em&gt;Hello, exhaustion?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking forward, I guess this is going to be a life-changing transition. I'm not bothered either given the fact that I got no bullets to rescue me when I reach the battleground. I've always clinged to the fact that our Creator will never give man something that he cannot handle. Besides, HE is there wherever..whenever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although the thought of being second class is what worries me; I shall never welcome any unjust treatment from the bullies. I swear!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aaanyways, (again) enough of the rant. Just trying to pacify the panic after confirming the IT through the grapevine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How I wish it's June already. Perhaps, my stress level would have lowered by then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-1434993479081873341?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1434993479081873341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=1434993479081873341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1434993479081873341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1434993479081873341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/05/make-or-break.html' title='Make or Break'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-1573570414866667888</id><published>2009-04-24T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:28:54.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*MDQxOTI1NTA4OCZwdD*xMjQwNDE5MzAzMjQ*JnA9MjY4ODkxJmQ9Jm49bXVsdGlwbHkmZz*xJnQ9Jm89YmUyODUxZTMxMDZkNDQ5OWJiOTc3M2IyYTg5ZTUxZWImb2Y9MA==.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed name="cultureUnpluggedPlayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://www.cultureunplugged.com/swf/embedplayer.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" salign="b" quality="high" flashvars="video=http://cdn.cultureunplugged.com/lg/CHICKEN_ALA_CARTE.flv&amp;amp;m=1081&amp;amp;u=0&amp;amp;thumb=http://cdn.cultureunplugged.com/thumbnails/lg/1081.jpg&amp;amp;sURL=http://www.cultureunplugged.com&amp;amp;title=Chicken a la Carte&amp;amp;from=Ferdinand Dimadura" allowscriptaccess="never"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 5px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cultureunplugged.com/play/1081/Chicken-a" target="_blank"&gt;View this movie at cultureunplugged.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;note: posts are delayed here due to faulty crossposting function b/n multiply and blogger *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-1573570414866667888?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1573570414866667888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=1573570414866667888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1573570414866667888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1573570414866667888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/04/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-9074129505147443712</id><published>2009-04-12T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T12:51:50.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Hallelujah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.getmyspacecomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img title="MySpace Comment Codes" src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u73/ohiok/easter/20.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; P &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; Y &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; A &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; T &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; R &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-9074129505147443712?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/9074129505147443712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=9074129505147443712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/9074129505147443712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/9074129505147443712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/04/hallelujah.html' title='Hallelujah!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u73/ohiok/easter/th_20.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-7419174680760875962</id><published>2009-04-11T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:57:24.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>thank GOOD it's FRIDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;note&lt;/strong&gt;: dunno why this post wasn't cross posted here when i posted it through my multiply account yesterday *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's my 1st time to spend Good Friday here, more so, have our traditional Visita Iglesia. Leda (one of my charmed sisters) and I have been planning our IT several days ago; surfing here and there for parish activities and listing which parishes to visit first and so on and so forth. Are we OC? Nah, not really :) We need not stick to the plan 'though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. As much as I would want to take pictures inside the churches, I dare not to. I don't want to agitate fussy church goers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;9AM; Thomson Road&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sd9kfwoKCJEAAD-mTvc1/P4101675.jpg?et=8W75kv8n0vI%2B6GjOwU2y1w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOVENA CHURCH - We attended the morning prayers there together with a lot of Filipino OCW's. FYI, this is one of the well-known parishes among the Pinoys here. Maybe because it's nearer to Orchard Road and very accessible by bus/MRT. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;945AM; Toa Payoh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sd9kvQoKCJEAAD-mTwo1/P4101680.jpg?et=eEmNuA7%2CQa4Aw%2CDmt%2BrxxQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sd9k6AoKCJEAAE8AcWk1/P4101678.jpg?et=YbS7PtwoZFkeYcPzHC9ixw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHURCH OF THE RISEN CHRIST - We just got there in time, while people were starting to assemble inside the church. We managed to get a seat beside 7 old ladies. Leda was teasing me that we were their caregivers. By 10AM, the pews were already filled-up and the newcomers had no choice but to stand. The Stations of the Cross was scheduled at 1030AM followed by the Liturgy and veneration of the cross. The service ended around 1PM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sd9lFAoKCJEAAFarFuY1/P4101676.jpg?et=1Rt%2CFaxRzyYaoIgMVOb9cA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a quick lunch there then come 145PM, we decided to proceed to the next church.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2PM; Ophir Road&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sd9lqQoKCJEAAGM@yz81/P4101683.jpg?et=N8gXUec7UmpkAEiScmH1yw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sd9lewoKCJEAAGKRxdE1/P4101681sep.jpg?et=1wr46x4isjzxMqE4ZsCHUw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OUR LADY OF LOURDES - This was my 1st time to visit this Church. Small but very unique. The altar was a sculptured rock where Mother Mary in blue and white and a young girl was; i.e., apparition-ish and the cross was situated beside. Most of the parishioners were Indian and Sri Lankan. A few were busy setting-up the stage outside for the play. We just prayed, stayed on a bit then left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;215PM; Queen Street&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sd9l6QoKCJEAAGhk2BY1/P4101687.jpg?et=l2fiPKhRn%2CrIlSPvN9L29Q&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sd9mIAoKCJEAAEVRXp41/P4101686.jpg?et=ts9JJLcpUDK%2CypuMrI6pAg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ST. JOSEPH'S CHURCH - We walked 3 blocks to reach this next church from Lourdes. As we entered the church, a bunch of Pinoys were on their way out. It was so easy to spot a Pinoy today - a group of 4-5 or more that comes and goes; hopping from one church to another with a pamphlet/booklet on one hand. It's a signature tradition! ;) The church was vintage - high ceiling, varnished wooden pews, typical cathedral windows and a wooden balcony. I was able to take a sneak! (of the altar only)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sd9mYgoKCJEAAHs0Ac81/P4101685.jpg?et=KeGioh2PZLldQJOqwgqDcQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;they used a red drape to cover the altar instead of the usual purple cloth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;230PM; Queen Street&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sd9mygoKCJEAAA0sJrg1/P4101688.jpg?et=8Rt2qT%2BVTE6EFPhBtWKHbA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHURCH OF STS. PETER &amp;amp; PAUL - By the time we were walking towards the church, the sky was uber gloomy. It seemed it was going to rain any minute from then. The schedule of the play on their website was @230PM. However, when we went inside, the Passion play was about to end.*&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* Along the sides, there were 3 groups of Filipinos praying the Stations of the Cross on their own. We didn't stay long for we wanted to catch the 230PM service in another church not so far.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;245PM, Victoria Street&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sd9nJgoKCJEAAAsiIX81/P4101689.jpg?et=oVunGAo52zJHR1876jurNg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;CATHEDRAL OF THE GOOD SHEPHERD - The church was standing-room-only-full when we arrived. It was so crowded that the air inside was so stuffy and warm. We decided to enter through the side and alas there was a little space to accommodate us. Come 315PM, the house was already jam-packed; sweat trickling down. It was the Archbishop of S'pore who celebrated the mass plus a wonderful choir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After 1hr, the strong rain began to pour. So just imagine the bulk of people trying to squeeze in to avoid the spritz. It was truly a small sacrifice for everyone with a downpour of blessings. *&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was perhaps our last stop, the 6th church we've visited. We still need one to complete the list. Hmmm...there's one just opposite this church... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sd9nnwoKCJEAACHPbcw1/P4101690.jpg?et=kAUnN24vjqfPYhc9bk%2BsQw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A convent once with a chapel inside. Would that count? *&lt;em&gt;grin&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FYI, this is CHIJMES...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sd9n4woKCJEAABxfa2E1/P4101692.jpg?et=iIOoMegEIjduXvbwhbmTkQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...previously, the Convent of the Holy Infant Jesus used for 131 years. It has been restored for commercial purposes only (dining, shopping, entertainment).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aaaanyways, the number of churches is not really crucial. It's the reminiscence of this important day that matters, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-7419174680760875962?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/7419174680760875962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=7419174680760875962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7419174680760875962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7419174680760875962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-good-its-friday.html' title='thank GOOD it&apos;s FRIDAY!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-4277493290723466583</id><published>2009-04-07T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T01:03:48.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lent is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;...a time to reflect,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;...a time to refocus,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;...a time to be silent,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;...a time to sacrifice,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Incidentally, I wish to share a beautiful text message/prayer forwarded by my Mom:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#ffcc00" size="3"&gt;LORD, enlighten what is dark in me;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#ffcc00" size="3"&gt;Strengthen what is weak in me;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#ffcc00" size="3"&gt;Mend what is broken in me;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#ffcc00" size="3"&gt;Bind what is bruised in me;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#ffcc00" size="3"&gt;Heal what is sick in me;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#ffcc00" size="3"&gt;Straighten what is crooked in me, and,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#ffcc00" size="3"&gt;Revive whatever Peace and Love that have died in me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times, times new roman, serif" color="#ffcc00" size="3"&gt;AMEN.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have a blessed week everyone..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-4277493290723466583?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/4277493290723466583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=4277493290723466583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4277493290723466583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4277493290723466583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/04/lent-is.html' title='Lent is...'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-8434818298878461750</id><published>2009-04-01T16:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:35:52.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Foolish!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Good thing, us Pinoys, haven't got the hang of playing pranks. Otherwise, I may have killed someone already. *&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;* I don't think I can live with it. I am the type who doesn't get amused easily you see. Hence, first impression: NR/ deadma/ KJ/ mahal ang ngiti a.k.a. snob.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't think so!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess only my friends can attest to this. No need to defend myself, you might think I'm just pulling legs.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOL'S DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;*Trivia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aphrilophobia#Trivia"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;APHRILOPHOBIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is the fear of April Fool's Day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SdNj@QoKCJEAAH1Ltpg1/bus.png?et=94GT2g5IVNt8onY1rQZGhg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 1, 2001:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;An April fool in Denmark, regarding Copenhagen's new subway. Apparently, one of her cars accidently had surfaced on the square in front of the town hall. In reality, it was a retired subway car from the subway of Stockholm cut obliquely, with the front end placed onto the tilng and loose tiles scattered around it &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new, courier;"&gt;source: Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-8434818298878461750?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/8434818298878461750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=8434818298878461750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8434818298878461750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8434818298878461750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/04/foolish.html' title='Foolish!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-3195101782726311127</id><published>2009-04-01T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:36:28.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Happy April Fool's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;table height="151" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="508" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table height="137" cellspacing="5" cellpadding="5" width="449" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660099;"&gt;The history of April Fool's Day or All Fool's Day is uncertain, but the current thinking is that it began around 1582 in France with the reform of the calendar under Charles IX. The Gregorian Calendar was introduced, and New Year's Day was moved from March 25 - April 1 (new year's week) to January 1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660099;"&gt;Communication traveled slowly in those days and some people were only informed of the change several years later. Still others, who were more rebellious refused to acknowledge the change and continued to celebrate on the last day of the former celebration, April 1. These people were labeled "fools" by the general populace, were subject to ridicule and sent on "fool errands," sent invitations to nonexistent parties and had other practical jokes played upon them. The butts of these pranks became known as a "poisson d'avril" or "April fish" because a young naive fish is easily caught. In addition, one common practice was to hook a paper fish on the back of someone as a joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660099;"&gt;This harassment evolved over time and a custom of prank-playing continue on the first day of April. This tradition eventually spread elsewhere like to Britain and Scotland in the 18th century and was introduced to the American colonies by the English and the French. Because of this spread to other countries, April Fool's Day has taken on an international flavor with each country celebrating the holiday in its own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660099;"&gt;In Scotland, for instance, April Fool's Day is devoted to spoofs involving the buttocks and as such is called Taily Day. The butts of these jokes are known as April 'Gowk', another name for cuckoo bird. The origins of the "Kick Me" sign can be traced back to the Scottish observance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660099;"&gt;In England, jokes are played only in the morning. Fools are called 'gobs' or 'gobby' and the victim of a joke is called a 'noodle.' It was considered back luck to play a practical joke on someone after noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660099;"&gt;In Rome, the holiday is known as Festival of Hilaria, celebrating the resurrection of the god Attis, is on March 25 and is also referred to as "Roman Laughing Day." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660099;"&gt;In Portugal, April Fool's Day falls on the Sunday and Monday before lent. In this celebration, many people throw flour at their friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660099;"&gt;The Huli Festival is celebrated on March 31 in India. People play jokes on one another and smear colors on one another celebrating the arrival of Spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660099;"&gt;So, no matter where you happen to be in the world on April 1, don't be surprised if April fools fall playfully upon you.&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;em&gt;source: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.april-fools.us/index.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.april-fools.us/index&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt; &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-3195101782726311127?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/3195101782726311127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=3195101782726311127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3195101782726311127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3195101782726311127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-april-fool-day.html' title='Happy April Fool&apos;s Day'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-1487748369025425494</id><published>2009-03-31T16:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:10:16.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark time, March!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's been a dragging month. It seemed like eternity to reach the last day. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;March is one of the months that I least like. It goes hand-in-hand with a) hardship/stress, i.e. last-minute compliance with school requirements ('though now I am no longer affected), b) goodbyes/ parting ways, i.e. graduation, and c) heatwave, i.e. summer is here! More so, 31 days is so loooooong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But what the heck! It's the last day of March! *yey*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so looking forward to tomorrow. Hmmmm......APRIL! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My March Archives @ Friendster: &lt;a href="http://egf.blog.friendster.com/2006/03/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"  &gt;March 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My March Archives @ Blogger: &lt;a href="http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;March 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333399;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;March 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SdIGewoKCJEAAFRBvqg1/sf.jpg?et=sPspIF4lO5mLFfNCFgLkBg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;source: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dphoto.us/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.dphoto.us/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-1487748369025425494?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1487748369025425494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=1487748369025425494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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color="#000099"&gt;As the season of Lent draws near, here's something to reflect on:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center" itxtvisited="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="courier new, courier" color="#339999"&gt;The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.&lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;He makes me lie down in green pastures;&lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;he leads me beside still waters;&lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;he restores my soul.&lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;He leads me in right paths for his name's sake.&lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;Even though I walk through the darkest valley,&lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;I fear no evil;&lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;for you are with me; &lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;your rod and your staff--they comfort me.&lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;You prepare a table before me&lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;in the presence of my enemies;&lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;you anoint my head with oil;&lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;my cup overflows.&lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me&lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;all the days of my life,&lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord&lt;br itxtvisited="1"&gt;my whole life long.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-2202873482354107979?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2202873482354107979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=2202873482354107979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2202873482354107979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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more if you want)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The world is again reunited for one cause. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well done!! *&lt;em&gt;pat on our backs&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pls. click on the link to view &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/nphotos/Earth-Hour/ss/events/sc/032809earthhour;_ylt=AmcahM58qjn7qRbDxhbM7B9paP0E"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EARTH HOUR PICTURES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-5281655612394746437?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/5281655612394746437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=5281655612394746437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5281655612394746437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5281655612394746437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/03/vote-earthsuccess.html' title='Vote Earth....Success!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-6938143626291409030</id><published>2009-03-27T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T00:50:24.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the Dark Side!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Sc0DqYRuzhI/AAAAAAAAAhA/DTXpmldZ8tM/s1600-h/earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317910761600634386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Sc0DqYRuzhI/AAAAAAAAAhA/DTXpmldZ8tM/s320/earth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lately, the weather's been so erratic as the stock market trading. Cloudy in the morning, sunny by lunchtime, then suddenly it pours heavily just after lunch persisting for maybe 2 hours then dries up. Come night time to midnight, the air beomes humid and warm, no sign of wind. Past midnight, there may be isolated rainshowers and strong winds. It then stops. Come morning, no trace whatsoever...as if nothing took place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's happening to the world? *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* I can't take it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes! Blame it on global warming...but is that the only thing we can do? Rant, rant and rant...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let us support the &lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.sg/60/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#009900;"&gt;EARTH HOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by switching our lights off tonight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's all conserve energy! SEE YOU! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;em&gt;hey, how can i see you if the lights are shut?&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-6938143626291409030?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/6938143626291409030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=6938143626291409030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6938143626291409030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6938143626291409030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-to-dark-side.html' title='Welcome to the Dark Side!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Sc0DqYRuzhI/AAAAAAAAAhA/DTXpmldZ8tM/s72-c/earth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-7078327459234022517</id><published>2009-03-24T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:36:59.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><title type='text'>Go F1!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just said yesterday that "I feel like abstaining from reading the newspaper from now on". The problem is: I CANNOT! It has been my routine every lunchtime (got no time during breakfast). The news today, however, is comparatively sheer to handle and more so, informative. It mentions the early bird ticket packages of the F1 Singapore GP. *grin*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Interested or not I'm sharing it anyway. As they say: "The early bird catches the worm." Here's the link to the site (ticketing information):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" style="WIDTH: 139px; HEIGHT: 125px" height="78" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/ScjFeQoKCJEAABW6DNU1/flag.gif?et=oM2tyniyseCDhmP%2BCB%2Bx8g&amp;amp;nmid=0" width="101" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.singaporegp.sg/ticket/general_ticket.php"&gt;http://www.singaporegp.sg/ticket/general_ticket.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To watch or not to watch......that is the question?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-7078327459234022517?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/7078327459234022517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=7078327459234022517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7078327459234022517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7078327459234022517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/03/go-f1.html' title='Go F1!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-7621273763681907475</id><published>2009-03-23T17:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:37:17.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Troubled</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I feel like abstaining from reading the newspaper from now on. There hasn't been any positive news lately considering semi-filtered news on this side of the world and news feed elsewhere. Recession, mishap, sabotage, murder, lay-off, protests, suicide, shoot-out etcetera all flodding the front page. There's nothing informative to read except the obituary I guess, the movie/TV guide, buy and sell and the centerfold featuring some goodies on promotion at the famous hypermart. Well, I don't deny the fact that I love scrutinizing this page. On the look out for baby stuff on sale *&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With everything that's going on, I'm just worried for the future welfare of Kimi. And who won't? I couldn't imagine him getting acclimatized to such a chaotic and unhealthy realm after several years of being cautiously sheltered (not pampered). "&lt;em&gt;Of course, Eileen, he'll be able to cope&lt;/em&gt;." He should be wiser by then, BUT...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Excuse the rant, I guess I am just paranoid. :-(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, can someone please send me a photo of Gloria ASAP? I need a practicel joke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I just found this, now I feel better. *&lt;em&gt;grin&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SceQTAoKCJEAABNpNBc1/glo.png?et=HuF5igkANq%2BlhDBBjnsC%2BQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-7621273763681907475?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/7621273763681907475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=7621273763681907475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7621273763681907475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7621273763681907475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/03/troubled.html' title='Troubled'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-7009519935858444596</id><published>2009-03-21T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:50:37.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baguio'/><title type='text'>Baguio City.....then</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Here's a good find, while I was group hopping on Facebook. I know this had been circulating through our emails for ages, yet, I still would want to make it a topic (so I can shelter it in my archives and recall when I need to *wink*)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Indeed, a fun read for BAGUIO people and the &lt;em&gt;kaypohs&lt;/em&gt; a.k.a. busy bodies ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You Grew Up in Baguio if..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/topic.php?uid=10302041195&amp;amp;topic=7783&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;hash=4b1a55852e3ca8adc9189598f961304a" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" __untrusted=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/to&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pic.php?uid=10302041195&amp;amp;to&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pic=7783&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;hash=4b1a&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;55852e3ca8adc9189598f96130&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" height="247" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/ScUWKwoKCJEAACFOmcw1/DDA-5931.jpg?et=I4FZ6qEwIPufliBINyw1UQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" width="335" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a view from The Manor, CJH (Baguio City); &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I still prefer the vintage John Hay no doubt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;...how I wish..how I wish... *sighs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-7009519935858444596?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/7009519935858444596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=7009519935858444596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7009519935858444596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7009519935858444596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/03/baguio-citythen.html' title='Baguio City.....then'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-8126705308489571984</id><published>2009-03-17T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:23:12.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fire Snake</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="bluebox" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="1" width="100%" border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td background="http://www.stevesalve.com/zodiac/images/dragonback3.jpg" bgcolor="#d8dfea" colspan="4"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lately, aside from being a partial couch potato, I spend idle time answering ridiculous but fun trivia challenges of Facebook while toggling the uber-lative features of Friendster and rejuvenating my and Kimi's pages at Multiply.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I guess this is a clear byproduct of boredom. T-H-I-S equals pointless netsurfing. See, I can even freely manage to search for my horoscope? Hmmm....waste of time? Not really. I'm pretty sure, there would be a number out there who'd be interested. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hello? Fire Snakes anyone? calling all the 1977 babies.. *&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="25%" bgcolor="#ffffff" rowspan="3"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Chinese Symbols&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="25%" background="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/friendster/images/dragonback3.jpg" bgcolor="#d8dfea"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Animal Symbol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="25%" background="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/friendster/images/dragonback3.jpg" bgcolor="#d8dfea"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Ancient Symbol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="25%" background="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/friendster/images/dragonback3.jpg" bgcolor="#d8dfea"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Element Symbol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="25%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="60" src="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/friendster/images/s_snake.gif" width="60"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="25%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="60" src="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/friendster/images/os_snake.jpg" width="60"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="25%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="60" src="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/friendster/images/sym_fire.jpg" width="60"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="25%" background="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/friendster/images/dragonback3.jpg" bgcolor="#d8dfea"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;The Snake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="25%" background="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/friendster/images/dragonback3.jpg" bgcolor="#d8dfea"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;The Sixth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="25%" background="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/friendster/images/dragonback3.jpg" bgcolor="#d8dfea"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="25%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Brief Description&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td background="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/friendster/images/dragonback3.jpg" bgcolor="#d8dfea" colspan="3"&gt;Snakes are wise, romantic, deep thinkers heavily guided by their intuition. They do not trust others easily and have trouble accepting criticism.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="25%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Positive Traits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td background="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/friendster/images/dragonback3.jpg" bgcolor="#d8dfea" colspan="3"&gt;amiable, compromising, fun-loving, altruistic, honourable, sympathetic, philosophical, charitable, a paragon of fashion, intuitive, discreet, diplomatic, amusing and sexy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="25%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Negative Traits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td background="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/friendster/images/dragonback3.jpg" bgcolor="#d8dfea" colspan="3"&gt;self-righteous, imperious, judgmental, conniving, mendacious, grabby, clinging, pessimistic, fickle, haughty, ostentatious and a very sore loser&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="25%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;General Description&lt;br&gt;of All Snakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td background="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/friendster/images/dragonback3.jpg" bgcolor="#d8dfea" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px;PADDING-LEFT: 2px;FLOAT: left;PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px;MARGIN: 0.4em;PADDING-TOP: 2px;" height="180" src="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/friendster/images/art_snake.jpg" width="230"&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Snake is the intuitive, introspective, refined and collected of the Animal Signs. They are attractive people who take cries with ease and do not become flustered easily. They are graceful people, exciting and dark at the same time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Contemplative and private, the Snake is not outwardly emotional. He can appear cunning and reticent and works very modestly in the business environment. The Snake will plot and scheme to make certain things turn out exactly as they want them to. They are not great communicators and can become quite possessive when they set their minds on achieving the interest of a partner.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="25%" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/chinese_zodiac_images/chinese_element_fire.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Detailed Description&lt;br&gt;of The Fire Snake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td background="http://www.chinesezodiachoroscope.com/friendster/images/dragonback3.jpg" bgcolor="#d8dfea" colspan="3"&gt;Fire Snakes can be a bit loud, speaking their minds and smothering you with their opinions. This does add a twist to his dynamic and vibrant character, as he is quite the extrovert. These Snakes have a great wisdom. They are intriguing communicators who leave you breathless after a conversation. Fire Snakes can change even the most obstinate mind with their powers of persuasion, convincing you their opinions or ideas are better than yours. This does make them a little self-centered, but you can't say they aren't driven for success&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-8126705308489571984?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/8126705308489571984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=8126705308489571984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8126705308489571984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8126705308489571984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/03/fire-snake.html' title='The Fire Snake'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-4533345586616908003</id><published>2009-03-15T17:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:36:12.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><title type='text'>Appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" style="WIDTH: 100%" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0.75pt; PADDING-LEFT: 0.75pt; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.75pt; WIDTH: 100%; PADDING-TOP: 0.75pt" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A forwarded email worth sharing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;One day a woman's husband died, and on that clear, cold morning, in the warmth of their bedroom, the wife was struck with the pain of learning that &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;sometimes there isn't any more.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more hugs,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no more special moments to celebrate together,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no more phone calls just to chat,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no more 'just one minute.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, what we care about the most gets all used up and goes away,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;never to return before we can say good-bye,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;say 'I LOVE YOU'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So while we have it, it's best we love it,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;care for it, fix it when it's broken&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and heal it when it's sick.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is true for marriage ... And old cars ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; children with bad report cards ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;… &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;and dogs with bad hips, and aging parents and grandparents.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We keep them because &lt;u&gt;they&lt;/u&gt; are worth it,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;because &lt;u&gt;we&lt;/u&gt; are worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some things we keep ---&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;like a best friend who moved away or a..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...classmate we grew up with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There are just some things that make us happy,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no matter what.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is important, like people we know who are special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we keep them close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suppose one morning you never wake up,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;do all your friends know you love them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was thinking...&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I could die today,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tomorrow or next week,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and I wondered if&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I had any wounds needing to be healed,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;friendships that needed rekindling or&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;three words needing to be said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let every one of your friends know you love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Even if you think they don't love you back,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you would be amazed at what those &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1237124599_0"&gt;three little words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and a smile can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And just in case GOD calls me home&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU !!!&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#820040;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live today to the fullest, because tomorrow is not promised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-4533345586616908003?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/4533345586616908003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=4533345586616908003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4533345586616908003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4533345586616908003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/03/appreciation.html' title='Appreciation'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-4245147245118469789</id><published>2009-03-13T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:14:53.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A kalesa-driven life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I kinda lost touch with blogging. My mind's still on vacation and it couldn't accrue its memory ;) 5% may be attributed to incapacitation and 95% to seclusion. *&lt;em&gt;excuses*excuses&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I guess, for the time being, I'd rather bloghop than blog. WHY?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Firstly, everything seemed to be robotic lately. Home-Work-Home-Work...dot..dot..dot. Eat-Sleep-Eat-Sleep...dot..dot..dot. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nothing that significant to share...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;OR&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;...that significant thing to share cannot be shared yet (&lt;em&gt;kasi ang sabi nila, baka daw maudlot&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Secondly, I am busy with "officework" lately. Scan-Email-Phonecall-Chat-Scan-Email-Phonecall-Chat...dot..dot..dot. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hmmm....I guess I can be a part-timer on this. I can make lots of money alternatively.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And lastly, my boys are not with me as of the moment *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hence, the 95%.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS. I shall have good news soon..soon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-4245147245118469789?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/4245147245118469789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=4245147245118469789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4245147245118469789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4245147245118469789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/03/kalesa-driven-life.html' title='A kalesa-driven life'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-6965798587168734021</id><published>2009-03-01T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:44:48.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's raining men.....NOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;*sigh*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The rains are back. It maybe warm here, but the air's uber humid. Hello fungus! I guess, this is where the dehumidifiers become handy. I wondered before why the need. I've realized it's a MUST. Or the cheaper silica gel may also be used. Very good for the dry box! (ask Hubi, he's already an expert)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Luckily, the winds have not waned. Clothes will never be damp for a few days unlike in Baguio &lt;em&gt;na yun talaga ang kalaban pag nagsimula na ang pag-ulan ulan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Despite the rains, I rarely carry an umbrella. I just make my way through the shaded walkways and carparks. &lt;em&gt;Walang mintis! Makakarating ako sa bahay, wala ni gapatak&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;insert *&lt;em&gt;rain,rain go away&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-6965798587168734021?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/6965798587168734021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=6965798587168734021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6965798587168734021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6965798587168734021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-raining-mennot.html' title='It&amp;#39;s raining men.....NOT!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-3574011834131694644</id><published>2009-02-24T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:41:53.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crippled</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Got a strained back to nurse. It's the luggage's curse.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A sturdy cushion would do. Goodbye pillows!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*sigh* &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;....heaven&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-3574011834131694644?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/3574011834131694644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=3574011834131694644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3574011834131694644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3574011834131694644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/02/crippled.html' title='Crippled'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-5881401586355541890</id><published>2009-02-18T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:06:55.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back 2 Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I nearly forgot that I have a multiply account *kidding*. I've been so pre-occupied lately with facebook (plus our reunion) *grin* 'Though cluttered it may be, nakakatuwa na rin ang FB. What I like is you may choose to share photos to people whom you like. There's still privacy even if your face is already all over place. ;) And one thing more, it's so fast to upload. Or maybe it's because I've resized the photos already? Hmmmm...but still, it's way better an alternative than Fwendster.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A few days more and my routine will be back in tip-top shape. I shall be updating my site regularly.....hopefully!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;See you again!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-5881401586355541890?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/5881401586355541890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=5881401586355541890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5881401586355541890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5881401586355541890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-2-back.html' title='Back 2 Back'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-666805098699618053</id><published>2009-02-13T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T09:32:15.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Yearssssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow's the big day! Our 3rd clan reunion. I missed the 2nd that's why I'm so looking forward to tomorrow and Sunday. It's been years since we all had the moment to bond.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday was a prelude. We ('though not all of us) went to Lolo/Lola's house to have lunch that extended til night. 2 cousins won't be able to make it this weekend so we gathered yesterday with them. Thanks Carlo &amp; TJ! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was indeed a memorable day. We all had fun together peeling squash seeds and thirst quenching with beer. Kimi also enjoyed mingling with his cousins, lolo's/lola's, tita's/tito's.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*&lt;em&gt;sigh* nakakabitin!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well...better than none at all. At least, we were able to bond with TJ and Carlo even for just a while.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was nice seeing you after so many years! See you both again!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;*hugs*hugs*hugs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the meanwhile, gotta prepare for tomorrow. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ooops, it's Valentine's Day din pala. Happy hearts's day to all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-666805098699618053?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/666805098699618053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=666805098699618053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/666805098699618053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/666805098699618053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-yearssssss.html' title='After Yearssssss'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-3678992684591557066</id><published>2009-02-12T04:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:50:44.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrr..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's not really that cold cold up here in Baguio. It's still tolerable as long as you keep yourself warm. But then I'm no longer used to it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The water is even worse. &lt;em&gt;Para kang gumagamit ng ice water&lt;/em&gt;. Hello, chapped lips + dry, chapped fingertips.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even if I apply layers and layers of petroleum jelly and the like, di gano effective. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Di na bale....I'm indeed at home! *&lt;em&gt;yipee&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Everything's temporary!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-3678992684591557066?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/3678992684591557066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=3678992684591557066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3678992684591557066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3678992684591557066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/02/brrr.html' title='Brrr..'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-7676454360233938288</id><published>2009-02-03T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:31:13.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe Fly don't bother Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Hmmm..another flying shoe incident.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;1st was George Bush (in Afghanistan), 2nd is Wen Jiabao (in UK). Tsk! Tsk!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I guess if demonstrations do not perk the leaders up, they deserve to be agitated by physical assault. But if it is just as venial as being hit by a shoe, I don't think it shall leave an impact unless it "stinks". Worst is, the assailant shall be probed into afterwards.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I know they must earn our respect but it shouldn't come to a point when we start regarding them like gods or kings and we remain a small dot in the football field, that is, sh*t.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;If I were to change the world, what reform should I do?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I guess, nada! I don't want everything to be orderly and perfect. Hey! It's nice to have something to laugh about. Otherwise, our life would be boring.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;So who's next in queue? GMA? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Hmm, the shoe may be able to knock her off. If ever, that would really be gloria for the &lt;em&gt;masa&lt;/em&gt; you know!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Oops! &lt;em&gt;Bato-bato sa langit..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;P.S. Pardon the rubbish&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-7676454360233938288?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/7676454360233938288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=7676454360233938288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7676454360233938288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7676454360233938288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/02/shoe-fly-don-bother-me.html' title='Shoe Fly don&amp;#39;t bother Me!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-8526593229872461113</id><published>2009-02-02T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T02:12:49.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I had the choice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;I occasionally experience hunger pangs even after having consumed&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a lot. I don't get relieved either even if I eat again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;It's not a good sign...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;...I'd rather have butterflies instead. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&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/32882380-8526593229872461113?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/8526593229872461113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=8526593229872461113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8526593229872461113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8526593229872461113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-i-had-choice.html' title='If I had the choice...'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-8479253580487731520</id><published>2009-02-02T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T02:13:13.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><title type='text'>E.E.N.T</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;The bacteria have exponentially multiplied. They've succeeded! I'm now nursing a sore throat. It's my 2nd bout. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* If not my eye, my throat. The little creatures have merely remained dormant.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Luckily, I got no fever nor runny nose; only a hoarse manly voice. *&lt;em&gt;harhar&lt;/em&gt;* and a little phlegm. *&lt;em&gt;yikes&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;My doctor prescribed antibiotic and another pill for the inflammation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;Hopefully, I would get well before Saturday. I don't wanna get it aggravated when we spend time up there where the pine trees and thick fog abound. *&lt;em&gt;yey&lt;/em&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/32882380-8479253580487731520?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/8479253580487731520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=8479253580487731520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8479253580487731520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8479253580487731520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/02/eent.html' title='E.E.N.T'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-2049370720557447252</id><published>2009-01-31T12:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T18:14:47.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><title type='text'>Net-2-Net; Blog-2-Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;With all the stuff that the cyberspace has to offer, I couldn't anymore afford to stay patriotic. I have chosen before to stick to one networking site however, there's no one-stop site I have ever come across with. One may have the features that the other one doesn't offer and vice versa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have once loathed friendster and yet now I have one. In fairness, it has helped me a lot to &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;find &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SYQjjDb3cQI/AAAAAAAAAgE/HS7ItcQAtOc/s1600-h/friendster_nav_logo.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297398146819125506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 18px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SYQjjDb3cQI/AAAAAAAAAgE/HS7ItcQAtOc/s320/friendster_nav_logo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and touch base with primary and secondary school batchmates. It was then also when I learned and started to blog and manipulate the CSSes. Great help I could say! Here's my ever &lt;a href="http://egf.blog.friendster.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;1st blog&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SYQjtLja2UI/AAAAAAAAAgU/6KOl03It-RA/s1600-h/blogger.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297398320796981570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 51px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SYQjtLja2UI/AAAAAAAAAgU/6KOl03It-RA/s200/blogger.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not until I reached the memory limit of friendster that I decided to shift to &lt;em&gt;blogger.com&lt;/em&gt;. I was choosing between &lt;em&gt;blogger&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;wordpress&lt;/em&gt; but blogger (blogspot) made it easier for me. The template is even lucid. It's definitely for blogging. see &lt;a href="http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HERE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found &lt;em&gt;blogger&lt;/em&gt; quite dragging after sometime so I decided to look for an alternative site which &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SYQj1bVbIzI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ryCt27ymUhc/s1600-h/mul.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297398462472201010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 70px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 38px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SYQj1bVbIzI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ryCt27ymUhc/s320/mul.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;may cross link &lt;em&gt;Me, Myself and Eileen&lt;/em&gt; to another. I found &lt;em&gt;multiply.com&lt;/em&gt;. True enough I would be able to import my (old) blog and cross post. Therefore, it's just easy as reciting the ABC. Here's &lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Stomping Ground&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's nothing fancy 'though. It's the fast and friendly uploading of album/pictures, blog, videos, music and links etc which caught my attention. Also, updates from friends are visible. Because it's user-friendly, Hubi got his too...and so does Kimi. Well actually, a hard copy of Kimi's photos isn't feasible so I thought of brewing his own site, also @multiply. Hubi, of course, is the one capturing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SYQkBkocvjI/AAAAAAAAAgk/dPcAavT6u4Q/s1600-h/6002232161934_4_46410650.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297398671126347314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SYQkBkocvjI/AAAAAAAAAgk/dPcAavT6u4Q/s200/6002232161934_4_46410650.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If friends may ask, why again do I have a facebook account? I guess if it weren't for a cuz whose purpose is to reunite his relatives then I really wouldnt sign up. He only has this account. It becomes more confusing now, huh?. Luckily, I maintain the same username for all and password, otherwise, I will be baffled. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Again, nothing flashy about the site. The networking sites are all the same. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ONE GOAL, ONE GAME: To reconnect loose threads. That's it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...I...thank you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*note: (1) &lt;em&gt;Me, Myself and Eileen&lt;/em&gt; is still alive kicking and will always be. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(2) Me, Hubi and Kimi shall remain a "multiplying" family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-2049370720557447252?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2049370720557447252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=2049370720557447252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2049370720557447252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2049370720557447252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-blogsss.html' title='Net-2-Net; Blog-2-Blog'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SYQjjDb3cQI/AAAAAAAAAgE/HS7ItcQAtOc/s72-c/friendster_nav_logo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-4653315620427705298</id><published>2009-01-28T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:04:23.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simon says: JUMP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="verb_class"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;intransitive verb &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_label start"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;1 a&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; to spring into the air &lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; leap&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"&gt; ; &lt;em&gt;especially&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; to spring free from the ground or other base by the muscular action of feet and legs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="sense_label"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; to move suddenly or involuntarily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here comes another Kimi milestone @ nearly 19months.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A week had passed with Kimi attempting to jump. He'd seen it from one of the kids in the playground. Eversince that day, he's been trying to mimic the move with feet slightly close apart, bending the knee down and propelling his body up while keeping the heel raised on tippy toes. He still dosen't know how to do it correctly, i.e. to sustain his ~15kg weight. Eventually, he would know; he is such a curious boy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Crawl...walk...jump...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What next?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hmmmm....can't wait for the real thing. Hubi must capture it with his cam.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Update you soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-4653315620427705298?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/4653315620427705298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=4653315620427705298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4653315620427705298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4653315620427705298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/01/simon-says-jump.html' title='Simon says: JUMP!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-4741791974348955367</id><published>2009-01-27T08:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:23:37.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Looks like I'm starting to get addicted to &lt;a href="http://donutfactory.com.sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;donutfactory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. The donuts are fluffy and the taste just right for the not so sweet tooth. &lt;em&gt;Wala kasing Krispy Kreme dito&lt;/em&gt; so it's already a very good alternative not to mention a few additions to the family like Cookies n' Cream and the Mandarin Orange inspired donut for the Chinese New Year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SX6Y4QoKCJEAAF2RbLM1/DSC-5210.jpg?et=upEfsHpIALuywUOPbDpcFA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with macadamia shavings &amp;amp; cookies n' cream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SX6ZawoKCJEAAGwPn941/DSC-5211.jpg?et=FCL%2BQWZIJkG0D2suMAo74w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SX6ZzgoKCJEAAHuBw3Q1/DSC-5212.jpg?et=f7NysF1dOOf9zTqyE9P6bA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kimi has his own preference too. He likes it glazed. But I guess Kimi likes Nestle's cookie bits breakfast cereal more than anything else. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SX6dBwoKCJEAADqce4U1/P1271573.jpg?et=nZiS5Wkv1vkqEPqCMsqgug&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SX6dTwoKCJEAAECdBbs1/P1271576.jpg?et=tdBR9Ju9SeMAm42GNfaVWg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He could munch on them non-stop while watching cartoons and then gulp his milk to make the meal complete. &lt;em&gt;Hindi magkahalo *wink*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-4741791974348955367?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/4741791974348955367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=4741791974348955367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4741791974348955367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4741791974348955367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/01/recess.html' title='Recess!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-6441695480932801391</id><published>2009-01-25T04:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T17:15:17.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>The Auspicious Pomelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We were curious how this pomelo differs from the one we have in the market, so we decided to buy it. They say it's lucky to have one this CNY. I believe so! &lt;em&gt;Sabi nga nila, di naman masamang maniwala dba?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SXvHwQoKCJEAAC4NLZU1/P1161529-resize.jpg?et=cPkDX5ovw405eU2mKxl%2Cug&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SXvIAgoKCJEAADPrMuE1/P1161536-resize.jpg?et=K6OH3aD98ZkG96prnwaSyw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SXvIOAoKCJEAADzQVpk1/P1161537-resize.jpg?et=dJECbvNQloxbuirRjMfXbA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SXvIYwoKCJEAADT8QU41/P1161539-resize.jpg?et=AOTPicX7AHmlzQmhgP7zaQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The pomelo or Chinese grapefruit is a citrus fruit, larger than a grapefruit, with sweet flesh and thick spongy rind. Pomelo symbolizes abundance and prosperity, in Cantonese the word for “pomelo” sound like the word for “to have”. The green pomelo, which becomes yellow when ripe, is a common sight in the shops before the Chinese New Year. It is a delicious fruit, and the rind can be used in Chinese cooking. The Chinese believe it is important to have at least one pomelo in the house for decoration, or better still, to have a pair, since good things always come in pairs. To use a pomelo to decorate one’s home during the New Year implies a wish that the home will have everything it needs the coming year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oops! &lt;em&gt;hindi nga kami Instik...pang decoration lang pala ito!&lt;/em&gt; *&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, the fruit tasted good! Sweet and juicy! yumyum! Does it mean there's no more luck? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have already moved...(oops! excuse me)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-6441695480932801391?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/6441695480932801391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=6441695480932801391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6441695480932801391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6441695480932801391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/01/auspicious-pomelo.html' title='The Auspicious Pomelo'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-8076915816872424559</id><published>2009-01-25T04:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T17:15:37.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Gong Xi Fa Cai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Happy Chinese New Year everyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's no public celebration here in the Fine City unlike last January 1 with the fantastic fireworks display. Actually they don't make a big fuss out of it, however, CNY is a very important day for the Singaporeans (Chinese). It's the only time when they go back to their family/parents and celebrate, commune and rekindle the ties.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a 2-day holiday...yipee! Got time to bond with Kimi and Hubi too!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got to go to the grocery to stock a few consumables. The supermarkets will be close on Monday, Tuesday..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will be back!!! Enjoy everyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-8076915816872424559?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/8076915816872424559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=8076915816872424559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8076915816872424559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8076915816872424559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/01/gong-xi-fa-cai.html' title='Gong Xi Fa Cai!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-4030048973165945565</id><published>2009-01-16T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:27:33.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Regular Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There's not much happenings lately. Well, not for us that is. The locals are busy preparing for the Chinese New Year while we are busy looking out for rubbish. *&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;* Mind you, &lt;em&gt;baka kasi may tumataginting na LCD TV o Quinny na stroller na itatapon ng mga Cheks &lt;/em&gt;hehe.. Majority of them see to it that everything they'll be owning for the coming new year must be brand NEW in that many items are on sale knowing that everyone would be replacing their old stuff! It's worth the buy. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Weeks before the eve which falls on Jan. 24 (if I may beam correct), they clutter bust. They clean up to the last speck of dust they see because New Year, New all equals good vibes and good year ahead. Everything is spick &amp; span.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Festive goodies abound. From pineapple tarts, love letters to almond cake, cookies etcetera etcetera. &lt;em&gt;Daig pa talaga ang pasko&lt;/em&gt; , &lt;em&gt;mas maraming mabibili ngayon! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;RED...RED...RED packets!&lt;/em&gt; the hong bao packet strikes back! Too bad I'm already married, I'm no longer entitled. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hmmmm...I guess it's Kimi's turn. *big buck$..big buck$* &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*&lt;em&gt;kidding&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We don't celebrate CNY...&lt;em&gt;sayang! &lt;/em&gt;But Kimi does welcome the red envelope FYI. *&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-4030048973165945565?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/4030048973165945565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=4030048973165945565' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4030048973165945565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4030048973165945565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-regular-day.html' title='Just A Regular Day'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-4583064490723389216</id><published>2009-01-09T17:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:50:07.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><title type='text'>My Wish for the New Year: Good Health</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was flipping through the pages of our 2009 desktop calendar (from a supplier) and found these health facts very interesting. Some seemed funny and were even misspelled and written in a politically correct NOT manner. Of course, "it's the thought that counts".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm sharing the info to all. 12 months equals 12 facts. I guess I have to heed most. Read on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. Strawberries are a nutritious treat. You will feel more energetic after a health fruit breakfast rather than drinking only a cup of coffee.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. Vegetarians are known to be less susceptible to gout, so you may want to consider changing to a meat and fish-free diet if your symptoms are regular and troublesome.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. Experts have estimated that around one in three cases of cancer is diet-related. It is well worth to adopt a healthy diet that's rich in antioxidants, flavones and high in fiber foods.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4. Apple contains quercetin and broccoli contains magnesium that help to relax the airway and reduce asthma attacks.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5. Eating fish rich in omega-3 fatty acid 3x a weel will help prevent the accumulation of fatty deposit in the artery.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;6. Banana &amp;amp; dragonfruit are rich in potassium which helps our body to get rid of salt.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7. Drinking orange juice during endurance training will help to provide extra energy for general fitness. It is also a good boost of Vit. C and potassium.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;8. Lemons contain vit. C which boosts immunity and strengthen blood vessel walls reducing the risk of stroke.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;9. To lose weight, opt for juices made from vegetables such as carrots rather than fruits with a high sugar content.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;10. It is still best to get vitamins from fruits and veggies. Man-made supplements cannot beat nature's goodness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;11. Grapefruit is good for strengthening the immune system and reducing blood cholesterol level.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;12. Herbal tea has been shown to help ease stress-related insomnia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have a nice day everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/32882380-4583064490723389216?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/4583064490723389216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=4583064490723389216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4583064490723389216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4583064490723389216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-wish-for-new-year-good-health.html' title='My Wish for the New Year: Good Health'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-6893969398188926160</id><published>2009-01-09T17:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:51:45.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><title type='text'>i...ei...eye...ay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;"&gt;Yesterday, I went for my month overdue follow-up eye check up. I still have the remnant of the stye. *pout* It does seem indelible and still a bit bumpy. As the saying goes, time will heal the wound.*wink* &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But how long shall I wait? Now I still am afraid to wear my contacts for extended periods. I never would want to experience such discomfort again. Maybe once I get a go signal I would. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;"&gt;I reached the hospital earlier than my schedule. It was a lax day. I was in the queue for less than 5 minutes before my number was called. I went inside the room then my doctor checked inside and out of my eye. He checked the other eye. He said both were fine except for the scarring of the stye. There's still a small seed which is better left inside than making a small incision to take it out. Bloody blood! :)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I'll just have to settle for the antibiotic-steroid for another month and still refrain from using contacts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;"&gt;*sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;"&gt;I hope my eyes would become well soon. Can't wait to wear my contact lenses again 'coz it's difficult when Kimi would purposely pull the specs off my face whenever I carry him. I don't wanna add another figure to the stats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;"&gt;...2 dilapidated spectacles and still counting NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;"&gt;P/S: our friend P's specs got one broken lens and my spare's got a deformed temple. &lt;em&gt;Hindi nakayanan ang powers ni Kimi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-6893969398188926160?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/6893969398188926160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=6893969398188926160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6893969398188926160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6893969398188926160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/01/ieieyeay.html' title='i...ei...eye...ay!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-7868700028845728427</id><published>2009-01-01T20:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T20:48:07.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Yey! It's 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;January 1, 2009, 11:55pm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come New Year, expect that each and everyone would really cling to their own practices which are fervently followed whether Chinese or not. Some would wear polka dots just like Minnie Mouse, some would collect 11, 12, 13 fruits. Well some would skip completing the number 'coz fruits are quite expensive. Others would either buy several pieces of oranges then display them on the window pane for luck or throw coins and count money when the clock strikes 12 then jump as high as they can &lt;em&gt;para daw tumangkad. &lt;/em&gt;*&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* This I've proven wrong...&lt;em&gt;pandak pa rin ako&lt;/em&gt; *&lt;em&gt;grin&lt;/em&gt;* So better not waste your kids' time by asking them to jump and jump next year. But what the heck! It's the fun that counts. While some would open the lights, the windows and the doors; others would bang anything that could make a loud sound to banish all the evil-spirits-that-were and usher in good things for the new year ahead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We practice some of the things I've said back home and I'm sure they did them last night. This time, however, only the lights, windows and the doors we've kept open here. I had no time to even count money to millions..trillions ;-) But mind you, just hours before the stroke of midnight, Hubi unluckily stepped on dog poo..and whenever this happens to him, he encounters good luck. Well, &lt;em&gt;sana nga!! &lt;/em&gt;And hopefully he can share the luck to me...whether he likes it or else! *&lt;em&gt;kidding&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, instead of adhering to the customs, we instead feasted on circles...circles and more circles. See...(tnx Hubi for the foodshots)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVz9gwoKCJEAAFdJTFc1/DSC-4278e.jpg?et=s4p3x4YlS5XBGOhcnFi3nQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVz94AoKCJEAAGgtbxI1/DSC-4284e.jpg?et=awygeFMbDcBeXdWMG9CoDA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVz@IgoKCJEAAGtVcL81/DSC-4293e.jpg?et=2oE0eAri81E1RZBYhc%2CnfA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVz@hQoKCJEAAGbQak41/DSC-4294e.jpg?et=4XeZtkuftzUm32hbCRYhwA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-7868700028845728427?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/7868700028845728427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=7868700028845728427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7868700028845728427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7868700028845728427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2009/01/yey-it-2009.html' title='Yey! It&amp;#39;s 2009!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-1530119225039531174</id><published>2008-12-31T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T02:09:09.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's 1:52am and all of us are still wide awake except Kimi. He had fallen asleep before midnight. We really wished he had seen the fireworks on TV. It was indeed fantastic 'though not as realistic as in the Philippines. But nevertheless, it's already enough. BTW, Rivermaya was here during the New Year countdown show and I'm sure a lot of Pinoys were there to watch them. The heck! I don't even know who the new members are.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hubi, me, P and N are just having a chitchat over sushi, some fruits and a few cans of beer plus home-cooked ginataang mais, untouched soup and untouched fruit salad. We'll be reserving the rest for tomorrow so there'll be food available right away as we will be waking up late and delivery isn't a good idea during holidays. We didn't know what to prepare so we just opted for take away. And besides we had late dinner so our stomachs are still full. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We had lots of circles on our table and as per Chinese belief, this is goodluck! Circles...circles...lotsa circles!! Yey! (will post pics soon)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Happy New Year to all!!! May we all experience good things ahead on this Year of the Ox. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*insert &lt;em&gt;Auld Lang Syne &lt;/em&gt;here*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-1530119225039531174?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1530119225039531174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=1530119225039531174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1530119225039531174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1530119225039531174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year-eve.html' title='New Year&amp;#39;s Eve'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-306632459250096407</id><published>2008-12-25T15:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T13:24:25.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Home cooked food, light booze, a jolly Kimi plus wacky company equals a complete Christmas even though the 5 of us were away from home. Our recipe was really simple -- my Italian herby, beefy, sausage &amp;amp; mushroom spaghetti, Hubi's fave ham-corn-egg-minced chicken soup, french baguette. the overexposed logcake, the Heineken keg and cocktail nuts. We couldn't think of anything more to prepare. Neither did we want to take away. So whether they liked it or not, they had to swallow whatever is served.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVOhxwoKCJEAAFZL0DU1/DSC-4042.jpg?et=ov0C3KMEV3XZXoIpfuOnYA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVOjIwoKCJEAAGxrDa41/DSC-4044.jpg?et=z4KlJGEV0msONzN5meVXiw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We weren't able to attend the &lt;em&gt;misa de gallo&lt;/em&gt; as the weather wasn't favorable to Kimi. It was drizzling and the air was cold. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I stayed up til 5am while Hubi, P and N retired a little later. Kimi and I awoke at 12noon; the 3 around 2pm. It was still gloomy and cold outside; just nice to chill at home while eating LO's with coffee on the side. hmmmmm......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maligayang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pasko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; muli! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-306632459250096407?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/306632459250096407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=306632459250096407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/306632459250096407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/306632459250096407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-93207946360428260</id><published>2008-12-24T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T03:28:38.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kainan na!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Just finished dinner with Hubi and 2 of our friends. Kimi's asleep and at long last we get the chance to eat, drink and be merry!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Hope all is well....&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS FRIENDS!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-93207946360428260?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/93207946360428260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=93207946360428260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/93207946360428260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/93207946360428260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/12/kainan-na.html' title='Kainan na!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-7552846168524321587</id><published>2008-12-20T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T13:27:18.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Yes...lapit na!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yey!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas is near!!! ...and we dunno how to celebrate it yet. Never did we plan to put up any Christmas decor; big nor small, as it may trigger our little boy you know. Chokers, hello? However, my Aunt was generous enough to share some decors. She doesn't put up decors either. She had remembered Kimi all the while and the lights should surely perk him up according to her. And sure it did! I wasn't afraid of the threat as they were wall decors. Simple yet meaningful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SUz3igoKCJEAAHEDNZo1/DSC-3045.jpg?et=it9o4s9ip203i21I35ca4Q&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kimi loves the lights, and somehow it pacifies him when he gets cranky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm....what to cook? what to cook?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have several options in my mind and it depends which gets the most votes. It won't be complicated...take away hello? *&lt;em&gt;kidding&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I always say, we'll see how. I'm excited. We're no longer 3. We have "adopted" 2 who'll be celebrating with us, P &amp;amp; N.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Merry Christmas again friends!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-7552846168524321587?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/7552846168524321587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=7552846168524321587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7552846168524321587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7552846168524321587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/12/yeslapit-na.html' title='Yes...lapit na!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-5507757811080912929</id><published>2008-12-13T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:32:14.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maagang Pamasko</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've fallen sick the past week, hence, my zero visibility I've had a terrible cough, a hoarse, horse voice, and a phlegmful throat. I'm really sorry that I had passed it to my father-in-law when they were here. I had spread it to JJ and LB @work. And now it's Kimi's turn. *sigh* Indeed, a supervirus! and I would not want to have it again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kimi's been coughing so hard the past days even to the point of already vomitting because of the effort to expel that thing inside the throat. It's such a pity whenever I see him having difficulty to breathe during his sleep and he couldn't sleep straight. He's been cranky and so hot-tempered. We've been treating him with Bromhexine and Actifed syrup but to no avail. So we've shifted to Tergecef (an antibiotic) and it looks like it's taking effect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This afternoon, we decided to go out and expose him to fresh air. Maybe, staying at home for several days straight does bore him too. Hubi and I had been previously discussing what kind of ride to buy for him. Because, whenever we bring him down to the playground, he would always go to the toys, i.e., bike, kart, scooter, of the other kids and play with either the wheels or the steering wheel. Of course, some of the kids don't like it and they would shoo him away. Here comes the stage where kids don't like other kids to meddle with their stuff. What's worst is, one older kid, whacked his head with his palm, 'though not as heavy as it seemed. I wanted to whack him back but I was controlling my anger then. Syempre, di naman ako papatol sa bata. Baka ako naman ang hampasin ng magulang hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since then, we decided that we'll be getting him something that he can play with. We went to SUNTEC and we saw a toy car, ala race car on display. It comes in 2 sizes, a big one and a slightly smaller one. The price difference is only SGD9 so it's indeed wiser to pick the bigger toy. It may be to early for Kimi to use, but at least he can make butingting the wheels and drive the steering wheel without annoying anybody. We spoke to the assisting staff and he mentioned that the same model of toy is being sold at a cheaper price at Giant (@Vivo City). We decided to go to their other branch @ Dhoby Ghaut and both models were not being offered. We rushed to Giant immediately as only 4 units are available according to the staff. True enough, when we reached the place, only 1 box was left and the price is definitely much cheaper (with a difference of SGD30, sayang din yun! *wink*). Without batting an eyelash, we took it right away and brought it home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kimi's eyes sparkled as Hubi unpacked the box. Maybe he wasn't expecting we bought it for him. At the store, he enjoyed playing with it along with the other toys around. After assembling it, he couldn't resist turning the wheels and sitting on the chair while the car is being pushed. He still can't reach the pedals, however, soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hopefully, he can play with it freely downstairs without worries. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm...a good time to take revenge? ;) *kidding*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SUP-BgoKCBwAAATdUQA1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SUP-BgoKCBwAAATdUQA1/DSC-3075e.jpg?et=JybNPNzzdNXMdtzBha9D%2CA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-5507757811080912929?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/5507757811080912929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=5507757811080912929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5507757811080912929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5507757811080912929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/12/maagang-pamasko.html' title='Maagang Pamasko'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-7350763075183644893</id><published>2008-12-05T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T01:05:26.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Christmas is near at hand! 19 days to go and it's time to celebrate! *&lt;em&gt;yipee&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, us, Filipinos never miss it...wherever we may be. It's not all about the food, nor the gifts, nor the treats, nor the snow, nor the elegant Christmas trees, nor the thousands of bucks one has inside his pocket. It's the communion of hearts, the reunion of soul and joyously welcoming the birth of JC, transcending time and space. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Of course, all of us know this duh. *&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;* Oops...I'm not preaching :) I don't have remarkable knowledge either.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just feel a bit sentimental. I really am not used to celebrating the holidays away from home. This will be my 2nd time. Last 2004, I was "alone". I can remember spending it with my flatmates. We had Noche Buena, played Scrabble and Monopoly afterwards til morning. Haay, it was truly difficult.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On the 25th, it will be totally different 'though. I will be distant from home but then I am no longer alone now. Kimi and Hubi shall be keeping me company. *&lt;em&gt;yehey&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;em&gt;Royal Rumble 'to! &lt;/em&gt;We will never know how to celebrate it until the day comes. &lt;em&gt;Impromptu&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;na lang&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We'll see how. No definite plans yet. What to prepare? Where to celebrate? In the end, it might be the two of us left, Hubi and I. Kimi could already be asleep come Noche Buena. He will no longer get the chance to see Santa sneak through the chimney.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hmmm...we don't have a chimney anyway. *&lt;em&gt;grin&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let me be the first to greet you all....&lt;font size="5"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS &lt;/font&gt;friends!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/STlfCwoKCBwAAEpPdkI1/DSCF4557.JPG?et=V%2B2GrMco6cP692llUGaRjQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;a Xmas float @ Orchard Road&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-7350763075183644893?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/7350763075183644893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=7350763075183644893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7350763075183644893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7350763075183644893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-5518612969368296433</id><published>2008-12-01T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T18:35:12.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:-(</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My desire to blog has waned...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;...temporarily, that is!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There's always this sort of vacuum inside my heart everytime I get detached from my parents. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* I know they too feel the same way. They've gotten more close to Kimi and he does melt their hearts. Haaaaay....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today's the 6th day since their departure and I guess I have already coped. (shhh..trying..trying..) Good thing we all have the technology to keep in touch but still it's different. Well, still better than nothing at all.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Shameful indeed that Eileen's a crybaby. I guess some of my experiences have molded me to be such ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, I am just but human.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Moving on..dat..dat..dat..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-5518612969368296433?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/5518612969368296433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=5518612969368296433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5518612969368296433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5518612969368296433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=':-('/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-2628800466395808168</id><published>2008-11-17T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:22:55.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><title type='text'>Merli's Untold Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SSGqrgoKCBwAAAGEy9E1/mer.jpg?et=1196nEJ4QaZrYyeZyG9d%2BQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;I've lived here for quite some time now and I guess I have embraced the Merlion's way somehow in my every day life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly have learned much from mingling with the locals. It was only here that I had the guts to eat anywhere. I can vividly remember my first months here when I had to go home every lunch break to. eat my meals. Our flat was 7mins away that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when I shifted to a distant location, I had no choice but to eat out. This was the time when I started joining my colleagues wherever they go for "makan". I'm not a picky eater. I don't have a specific preference unlike some Pinoys here who dare not eat at the hawker centers and who would purposely go to Lucky Plaza so they can eat Filipino food. Well, that's there taste and I respect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't like the sloppy tiles and the manner they handle/present the food at the hawker centers. No quality control nor strict adherence to good hygiene. But hey! That's where good food is, really! Hawkers are a norm here that you must live with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, because of these, I have discovered the diff side of Singapore through our everyday conversations over lunch and the knowledge is something I'm thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some interesting more-than-meets-the-eye facts about Singapore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Teenagers, upon reaching &lt;strong&gt;18&lt;/strong&gt;, must sustain their own education and should not rely on their parents for the school fees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Owning a &lt;strong&gt;car&lt;/strong&gt; isn't cheap; the COE (cert of entitlement) is the worst. COE's something that you need to pay annually and that depends on the brand of car you own. It could range from SGD 10K to 30K and above. It means, only a few can afford a car that's why their govt made it a point to make the transport system here super convenient which is way better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 &lt;strong&gt;Male&lt;/strong&gt; citizens and PR's, upon reaching 18, must serve the NS (National Service) for 2 years. Wherever thay may be, they must come back to Singapore and go to camp. It's a rigorous army training for all men to prepare them for war. They are paid at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Because of this, their schooling is &lt;strong&gt;delayed&lt;/strong&gt; for 2years. They leave the camp after to pursue their degree and by the time they graduate they're already like 24-25 y/o. Some study further. The same is true with the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 After graduation, the concentration of Singaporeans is their &lt;strong&gt;career&lt;/strong&gt;. Some get married very late and prefer not to have a kid; again because of their careers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Hence, the govt implemented something like "&lt;strong&gt;baby bonus&lt;/strong&gt;" or incentive to encourage couples to have a kid. The law about having 2 kids only had been ditched long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 &lt;strong&gt;Chewing gums&lt;/strong&gt; were banned before because of the high incidence of people gumming the residue inside lifts, on the seats, tables and people accidentally stepping on them. However, now, gums are already available in the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Kids are not required to undergo &lt;strong&gt;circumcision&lt;/strong&gt;. (well, this is according to a colleague, dunno how authentic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Locals go where the long &lt;strong&gt;queue&lt;/strong&gt; is. They're known for this. Some think that if the queue is long, it must be something good, like in the case of food, clothes, promotions etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 &lt;strong&gt;School&lt;/strong&gt; is very stressful for all. Their curriculum is tough a colleague told me even in the primary school. At any level, your grade would determine where you should go to study, whether your forte is on theories or practicals either you go to a polytechnic or an industrial/technical university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 &lt;strong&gt;Diploma&lt;/strong&gt; holders can already work in any job and they get paid fairly and at times comparable to a foreigner holding a degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 You &lt;strong&gt;cannot&lt;/strong&gt; solely own a house if you are single. You must bundle yourself with either of your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 You can only own a flat for &lt;strong&gt;100 &lt;/strong&gt;years, after that the govt will take it back.&lt;br /&gt;Hello? Will you still be alive by then? OR if a company wants to buy the entire block and would want to re-develop it, they will buy the unit from you at a higher price than the original value...say 3X the price. Of course, who wouldn't say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....I guess that would be all for now. I couldn't remember the rest :) Perhaps, the next time around, there are still lots to share. And besides it is sooo boring to read such a long post. Nobody will be that interested anyway. *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back! See you around!&lt;/p&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/32882380-2628800466395808168?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2628800466395808168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=2628800466395808168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2628800466395808168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2628800466395808168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/11/merli-untold-stories.html' title='Merli&apos;s Untold Stories'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-3238452858320976309</id><published>2008-11-16T09:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:37:17.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tourist Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SR-FTwoKCBwAAEygAnQ1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SR-FTwoKCBwAAEygAnQ1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents are here again for a visit. Well, their main IT is Kimi...Kimi and Kimi! &lt;em&gt;Hey, did I just sound jealous there?&lt;/em&gt; *&lt;em&gt;kidding&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;p&gt;So of course, 'though fed up we may be with what Merli's attractions have to offer, we still go around to see what's happening. Kimi has 4 tourist guides and 3 babysitters and 1 photographer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good thing the sun was kind enough to share his rays and the clouds packed up for a while so we can snap some pics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1st stop: Vivo City, 2nd stop: Boat Quay, 3rd stop: Esplanade, 4th stop: Orchard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was the light up ceremony yesterday @ Orchard so we really made our way to make &lt;em&gt;usi &lt;/em&gt;the lights, the people and the Christmas Trees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a peek:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SR-B@AoKCBwAAHNrxDk1/DSCF4453.jpg?et=xcfZQ8MD8VLX8SQp97bIWw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SR-CJgoKCBwAAFVHe@41/DSCF4475.JPG?et=TQgqQTvAw2Cao5sAqhsQoA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SR-CgQoKCBwAAHwBFGM1/DSCF4478.jpg?et=RW%2CX0oVAF%2CT52EhnJi4t5Q&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SR-DCwoKCBwAAA7NbzU1/DSC-1821-resize.jpg?et=reaDnp2qKIpzhaexF8DxNQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SR-DXwoKCBwAABq-L141/DSC-1836-resize.jpg?et=DUS6y04HJh9Pv8nYCu59PQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SR-DvgoKCBwAACLPcus1/DSC-1863-resize.jpg?et=WqwJoxFKWxTowunWWCnIRA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SR-EEgoKCBwAAC72v641/DSC-1878-resize.jpg?et=5kKAqwxSvOfT%2C4Aou0JCrw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SR-EowoKCBwAADmhFME1/DSC-1896-resize.jpg?et=8IoChMG4Mae%2CF5CubUbf5g&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SR-IRwoKCBwAAB9lqLc1/DSCF4544.jpg?et=nbBLqOBwNW4r7GqZa6rPeA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SR-JGgoKCBwAAD45Y0s1/DSCF4552.jpg?et=U0TtJvqb2GP43%2CaUm8BfBQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SR-L3goKCBwAAAOibwY1/DSCF4578.jpg?et=hAQrI9Xu66jcmGi%2BZO%2BLaQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;....and here's THE WINNING SHOT OF THE DAY:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SR-FTwoKCBwAAEygAnQ1/DSC-1906-resize.jpg?et=wvePFTT1HPFnUX1DLEG2sw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;o-ha! kaya nyo yan? *kudos to Mom!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It will be another &lt;em&gt;repeat for the second time around again &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;when my in-laws arrive. &lt;em&gt;Walkathon to the max uli! sooooon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-3238452858320976309?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/3238452858320976309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=3238452858320976309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3238452858320976309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3238452858320976309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/11/tourist-mode.html' title='Tourist Mode'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-2090618633137761588</id><published>2008-11-16T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:55:00.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><title type='text'>And the (Subaru) winner was...</title><content type='html'>...a Singaporean guy who held on til the 80th hour. He overtook a lady who left some minutes before him. Good for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Subaru! *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note: *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;* I dunno what's happening with multiply that I had THIS post quadruplicated and sometimes the cross-posting does fail... &lt;em&gt;Grrr!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-2090618633137761588?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2090618633137761588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=2090618633137761588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2090618633137761588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2090618633137761588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-subaru-winner-was_16.html' title='And the (Subaru) winner was...'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-7605397529324299892</id><published>2008-11-13T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:29:13.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Day 3&amp;4: The Subaru Impreza Face-off Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*note:my  cross-posting at multiply failed, hence, the delay in update :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOVEMBER 11, 2008&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We arrived yesterday around 6pm and the number was cut down to 1/3 again. A few cars were already "empty handed". There were only 35 contestants after...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRmEFAoKCBwAACvnBzo1/DSC-1657-resize.jpg?et=S3kPf9NNb9uPU8U4%2CTHHiw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRmFdAoKCBwAAFQOL@w1/DSC-1586-resize.jpg?et=Kun0H80a1yiT8GPcoe0p4w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRmF2woKCBwAAFwDexM1/DSC-1587-resize.jpg?et=Tr4Q5F3ji%2BItuQUHOehIFQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRmGUwoKCBwAAG@nkVM1/DSC-1596-resize.jpg?et=gzIZ2dWXW8K1THiEzpWJMg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRmGtQoKCBwAAH2c@K41/DSC-1598-resize.jpg?et=BiQURhfuzkoGHt2nW%2Cn49A&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The ma-PR Filipino guy wasn't there anymore. We wondered what had happened to him. Only 3 Pinoys were left plus 3 more regional contestants. When suddenly, the ma-PR guy who had backed out was behind us. He's all spick &amp;amp; span now. We had a short chit-chat with him and he said, there must have been a "lutong macao" inside. "&lt;em&gt;Pinagtritripan daw ang mga Pinoy. Sunud-sunod daw silang binigyan ng warning hanggang makaalis na." &lt;/em&gt;He had narrated how tiring it really was while standing there and as hallucinations keep coming in because of lack of sleep. He was the team leader of the group. He went back to give support to the rest and his companions even made a tarp for one of the groupmate, who incidentally is a carpenter back home in the Philippines.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRmEeQoKCBwAADdUUec1/DSC-1658-resize.jpg?et=7Vyf8jKLxolGc0qoRx27Jg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Obet the Carpenter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRmE0woKCBwAAEIgm141/DSC-1636-resize.jpg?et=nGrULskH5tUvohamILrD3A&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Super Obet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kimi, of course, didn't let the chance slip; he had his picture taken with him and the free &lt;em&gt;buhat syempre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRmIjwoKCBwAAC4vzdo1/before.jpg?et=ywSIs6SzqcBcqloX7dBvxA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRmHDgoKCBwAAApOX0k1/DSC-1590-resize.jpg?et=gErBw%2CZ52oz2yu6wvWiRiw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRmI9QoKCBwAADsQHwM1/DSC-1592-resize.jpg?et=5ww6Itep4sd53%2B4TILEE8g&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next is a fun time with the SPC girls,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRmJXQoKCBwAAEq5FKE1/DSC-1629-resize.jpg?et=rXGCxi7AK4APpD4N7QkC0A&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More photos &lt;a href="http://kimiraphael.multiply.com/photos/album/51"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kimiraphael.multiply.com/photos/album/48"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kimiraphael.multiply.com/photos/album/47/Day_1_The_Blue_Car"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Day 4, we were supposed to go but I heard over the radio that only 1 regional contestant left (a Thai) and 9 Singaporeans. No more Pinoys...boohoo! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;boring na...haay sayang! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's see who will win&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-7605397529324299892?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/7605397529324299892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=7605397529324299892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7605397529324299892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7605397529324299892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-3-subaru-impreza-regional-face-off.html' title='Day 3&amp;4: The Subaru Impreza Face-off Challenge'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-6901938843887528809</id><published>2008-11-10T07:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:38:45.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Day 2: The Subaru Impreza Face-off Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, we went at dawn and the number of contestants was reduced to almost 1/3. From 400, now there are about 115 only. And from 10, there were only 6 Pinoys left. 33 hours had passed and still counting...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRfDxwoKCBwAAFehCK41/DSC-1562.jpg?et=rUVRYoRl%2BR8Uc6I28b%2BKng&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lookie! lookie! one of the Pinoys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess the continuous rain at dusk affected them greatly. We overheard the Pinoy saying, the crew asked them to stay under the shade for a while as the thunder and lightning struck. &lt;em&gt;Uso kasi dito ang mga puno at mga gusaling tinatamaan ng kidlat.&lt;/em&gt; He said, there would be more people backing out if they stayed under the rain longer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, it's been raining since early morning and I'm pretty sure there would be more contestants saying goodbye. According to the same Filipino, the guy beside him from Hong Kong was so amazed by the support given by our kababayans. &lt;em&gt;Kala daw nya mga pala na dala ng mga sumali galing Pinas. Di nila alam na ganun talaga tayo kahit saan mang lupalop ng mundo mapunta. &lt;/em&gt;The locals don't like it. They're intimidated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A Malaysian guy who joined the challenge last year was here again for the event. &lt;em&gt;Pinag-aralan daw nya ang strategy&lt;/em&gt;, from discipline to diet. Let's see how far he can go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I just wish one of the Filipinos would win. It will be again a feather to our cap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SRe7tAoKCBwAAGshcf41"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRe7tAoKCBwAAGshcf41/DSC-1468.jpg?et=pTgUEfXpCRNJNDoQyHW18w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;this is how they consume their breaks...do the hustle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRe82AoKCBwAAAzGKEo1/DSC-1469.jpg?et=ZEP3NNZUiAk3kutNrheZZw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1..2..3..4..5!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRe9dAoKCBwAAB830qg1/DSC-1473.jpg?et=C5oTyjnScMV2pHImdF7ORA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;where are the hands?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRe@HgoKCBwAADPQV4Y1/DSC-1491.jpg?et=lbe%2Bm5bJTHVOJs1flX40vw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;posing for the camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRe@4AoKCBwAAETPq-A1/DSC-1494.jpg?et=3HOlr44nsCC1z%2CfNL8%2CGVw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;GIRL power! yebah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRe-rwoKCBwAAGB4Ims1/DSC-1507.jpg?et=SddAYdlQFagiWVWVfXe3qQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;aprub! Pinoy ako!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRfAogoKCBwAAHlaRek1/DSC-1509.jpg?et=nOvwiHqvr6uAayd7gBaLrA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ismayl para sa mga kababayan natin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRfBMwoKCBwAAA4swZA1/DSC-1520.jpg?et=adJw9VTtpzGURL4a7IS3sQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;matira ang matibay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRfCGgoKCBwAACVEFHs1/DSC-1535.jpg?et=zA1QbDq88MhBqMr9EILD4w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;One on One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SRfC4woKCBwAADzmtso1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRfC4woKCBwAADzmtso1/DSC-1545.jpg?et=pRwU4bsGIR8M9khqft36ig&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;kampanerang kuba wannabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRfE@goKCBwAAHO89Zk1/DSC-1506.jpg?et=ryXvNPxfFHCUKnRu497jyA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SRfDNwoKCBwAAEMZ7ts1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;itak..itak..itaktak mo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRfDNwoKCBwAAEMZ7ts1/DSC-1559.jpg?et=KGvBuXCtuC3Hp2MJaAFWWA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;chikahan muna sa kapwa Pinoy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRfFqAoKCBwAAAYsgf01/DSC-1571.jpg?et=%2CDaY8hp8dOpxS9vnLr0QsA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can? ....no more lah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRfHngoKCBwAAHOe8I81/DSC-1572.jpg?et=AIcMjj8hjYS%2BYbcQQGXsiA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"...goodbye to you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-6901938843887528809?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/6901938843887528809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=6901938843887528809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6901938843887528809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6901938843887528809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-2-subaru-impreza-face-off-challenge.html' title='Day 2: The Subaru Impreza Face-off Challenge'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-301354941866196925</id><published>2008-11-08T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:40:42.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Day 1: The Subaru Challenge Face-off Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The event was absolutely successful. Many locals, many tourists watched as the qualifiers planted their palms on the car. The conditions are 5 minute breaks once every 6 hours so that contestants can recharge themselves with food and water, dash to the toilet or seek medical attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRZ7YAoKCBwAAGcCOs81/DSC-1383.jpg?et=50%2CuCMFYOw1E7hw%2B%2BZWSYQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRZ3fQoKCBwAAHGQ4so1/DSC-1371.jpg?et=Vnb9OCIHLfC5RdJVyYaX7w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRZ33AoKCBwAAH1aOBY1/DSC-1373.jpg?et=n834OnJOFNC7%2CFXGLVToSw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRZ4OAoKCBwAAAW@ehc1/DSC-1374.jpg?et=3dPL2ZKqFakgDd%2CfkwJ7aA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRZ4sAoKCBwAABMOW5g1/DSC-1375.jpg?et=LcswHSZf%2CYsoOHykKQXmJQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRaCaAoKCBwAADeQ@XY1/DSC-1407.jpg?et=n%2BnVqmd1oENaSqqyQj1sQA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRaC5AoKCBwAAEaTY9w1/DSC-1410.jpg?et=MIpVxl%2BAhqeBKB7L9t3lMw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;We saw the Philippine team yesterday and they were all wearing striking blue Crocs to identify them from the rest of the group. Wherever they were stationed you would be able to distinguish a Filipino from the way they handle the situation. One can even kid around with the marshal and aanother can even make &lt;em&gt;chismis&lt;/em&gt; with a &lt;em&gt;kababayan&lt;/em&gt; who's at the other end of the car. His attention was eventually called. &lt;em&gt;Bawal kasi ang magsalita&lt;/em&gt;. The others battle the heat by water spritz on the face. For the Filipino, he jokingly raises his arms to showcase his armpits and have it spritzed. &lt;em&gt;O di ba? bibo ang Pinoy!&lt;/em&gt; Can you spot them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRaBBwoKCBwAAArOKW41/DSC-1392.jpg?et=LSYKnYM0zii0mD3B1qrIoA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRaBmQoKCBwAABviIc81/DSC-1397.jpg?et=tL4i%2CtOk7tdwnoRl8X8ADg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Simultaneously, a mini challenge from SPC, a petrol company, took place with kids trying their luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRZ7AgoKCBwAAFll3MI1/DSC-1376.jpg?et=zZYccavK2Dh01fJIg9A9Ww&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:100%;"&gt;Kimi on the other hand tried the challenge on the STI rally car on display. He preferred it more than the WRX. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRaJIgoKCBwAAHbdMuA1/DSC-1427.jpg?et=%2CeyGXC9JrY2%2BKR4uZjv1%2CQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:100%;"&gt;Everybody stood strongly, but as the clock ticked away, a few had given up. One by one the they left the plaza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;The contestants still got a long way to go. We'll be back to see them again. I will up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;date as soon as I can..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;PS: Incidentally, the rain poured heavily at dusk. I wonder how the contestants were. We'll see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-301354941866196925?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/301354941866196925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=301354941866196925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/301354941866196925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/301354941866196925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-1-subaru-challenge-face-off.html' title='Day 1: The Subaru Challenge Face-off Challenge'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-5179722392652057820</id><published>2008-11-07T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:42:30.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><title type='text'>Karayan stones are still the best</title><content type='html'>It has since been famous in Japan, China, Korea, Malaysia, and recently in the US. It has also become a fad business here in Merli's haven despite the controversy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRRxXwoKCBwAAA8mOIU1/PB071456.jpg?et=ypbiNKR6xg%2C4oCI%2CDxL4Jg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;ZOOOM....."Kampong Fish Therapy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRRyEgoKCBwAABkEhdw1/PB071458.jpg?et=fv%2BLise4dzOJoIFe%2BUolUA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;What is "Kampong (meaning: village) Fish Therapy"?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265970969070875698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SRR8sjD9NDI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/oCeh0o6f118/s400/PB0714591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265971341416446706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SRR9COKDuvI/AAAAAAAAAfY/uHeyCJ8hu_Q/s400/PB0714592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are guppies...not! They are doctor fishes actually.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRRyXwoKCBwAACRHysU1/DSC00032.jpg?et=pnUienmXzBvXrtPr9EaFkQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRR4YQoKCBwAADeh-iQ1/PB071464.jpg?et=QNf5sTWzTmEMWikm9ppq8w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;They nibble on dead skin cells to make the skin flawless afterwards. Here, they ensure that there are no open wounds to prevent the health risks they've been debating on. But I don't think they're strictly adhering to it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Honestly, I'm scared to try it. Imagine a jaws-let and a piranha-let devouring your flesh? &lt;em&gt;Ay-ah!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;..too much movies lah!&lt;/em&gt; And besides I'm overly ticklish. I might just end up soaking my hand/ feet in a tub of squashed fishes.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&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/32882380-5179722392652057820?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/5179722392652057820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=5179722392652057820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5179722392652057820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5179722392652057820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/11/karayan-stones-are-still-best.html' title='Karayan stones are still the best'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SRR8sjD9NDI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/oCeh0o6f118/s72-c/PB0714591.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-3990491620814662833</id><published>2008-11-07T18:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:51:04.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Radio Gaga</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I regularly tune in to one radio station, Gold 90FM. The tunes they play are lovely to my ears; 70's, 80's, 90's; hence the term Gold, i.e., Classic, i.e., i'm already getting old. Aside from that they share anything-under-the-sun info. Today's one is interesting; the 5 Grimiest Places:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRRkrQoKCBwAADwbUwM1/cart.jpg?et=2nFGyWOHbz8ZvtqmnL2x2g&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 Grocery cart - presence of fecal matter/coliform because of the raw meat and from kids' diapers when parents let them sit on the cart. They said it's advisable to wash the veggie/fruits right away with water once you get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Diapers? Kids have their clothes on hello? Maybe when they step on the cart yes. Raw meat definitely yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRRk3QoKCBwAAD7yejE1/cp.jpg?et=xX3VFeIwm774HoxrnE8%2BJg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2 Cellphone - millions of bacteria per square inch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;True! Our tendency is to leave it anywhere, carry and use it wherever we go even inside the loo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRRk8woKCBwAAD96BMA1/purse.jpg?et=1efuqAl7aMPltZbxVT4SFg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3 A woman's purse - she carries it wherever she goes, eg inside the cubicle, to the market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TRUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRRlBgoKCBwAAD6Kb-c1/pool.jpg?et=Fl4l5wRlSfnFqTMUQ8IAnA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 Swimming pool - presence of coliform; chlorine disinfects only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TRUE! Coliform plus urine and other body fluids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRRlHgoKCBwAAD7vedM1/plane.jpg?et=RvJhCPTsFStG9aBkwfRYWQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5 Airplane - the "cold virus paradise" because of the cramped space; E. coli may be present on the toilet seats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TRUE! plus some inconsiderate grimy, grouchy seatmates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm sure we all have something to add to their list. Well, the more OC you are, the longer your list is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, I've been looking forward to tomorrow. It's gonna be the "Subaru Impreza Challenge-The Regional Face-off" whereby the endurance/stamina of 400 qualifiers would be put to test. The last man standing gets to bring the Subaru Impreza WRX 2.5MT Hatchback car home worth SGD80K. All they have to do is stick their palms on palm-shaped decals painted on the car and withstand the worst physical/mental/emotional conditions come morning or night time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The champion last year was a Singaporean lady who held on for 77hours. Contenders this year were picked from Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, Hong Kong and the Philippines. If a foreigner wins, aside from the car he'll walk away with SGD5,000 as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As the radio ad says it: "&lt;em&gt;May the best hand win&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hope it won't rain during the kick-off. Hubi, Kimi and I plan to snoop around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will try to update tomorrow :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRRlcgoKCBwAAEt1VUk1/si.jpg?et=XyzswWaUtMcg1rbNa4eYaA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;...vroooooooooooooom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/32882380-3990491620814662833?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/3990491620814662833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=3990491620814662833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3990491620814662833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3990491620814662833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/11/radio-gaga.html' title='Radio Gaga'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-2354340833383210739</id><published>2008-11-06T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T07:34:37.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><title type='text'>Me, Myself and Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's the Nth time I went to see our doctor this morning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRLM9QoKCBwAAGmrJR81/DSC00032.jpg?et=Kg%2CJeWDcyp%2CmbL1pKmxq3A&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRLNTgoKCBwAAHYZfW01/DSC00035.jpg?et=d2u5c%2Cz2C3dn4tSbl1syOw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;...patiently waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The stye has recurred and I couldn't concentrate well with work, moreso, the sandy feeling when I blink and blink. It's been three weeks since my last appointment and it hasn't gone better. I had given up wearing contacts (temporarily) and still nothing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mid of last week, I went to see my optometrist and he checked again for my eyes. He told me he still can see patches on the cornea in that I must apply the drops/ointment prescribed by the GP and see him again in 2 weeks time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, it is more reddish and slightly bumpy than the previous lump. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRLZaQoKCBwAAAJBfDo1/DSC-1337.jpg?et=X6urKfWQ9R%2BFiMCGBNn7Zg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dr. B was surprised that the meds had no effect. He gave me oral antibiotic this time and asked me to continue the ointment after the fifth day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm...I took advantage of the situation, &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/lightbulb.png" /&gt;I got myself a 1-day sick leave. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-2354340833383210739?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2354340833383210739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=2354340833383210739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2354340833383210739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2354340833383210739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-myself-and-eye.html' title='Me, Myself and Eye'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-1329579889014590253</id><published>2008-11-05T18:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T16:51:39.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>Kimi and the Bus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I don't know what's with the bus that fascinates Kimi a lot. Whenever we're out and he sees one, he would immediately scream "Ba!" while pointing at the bus. There's something that excites him. Perhaps the size? Or is it because BUS is the first word he had uttered minus the "s". And from then on most of the things around him, he calls "ba". However, now, his speaking has quite improved. More syllables, that is, and grumbles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, we decided to go to the dept. store and get him a simple toy. We were planning to buy a toy computer/laptop since he likes to smash on the keyboard. We can't afford to lose it so we might as well look for a replacement. It has a sentimental and a saleable value that's why. =) Hubi and I and Kimi were going through the various "laptops" on the shelf and found nothing apt. He was too small for the functions yet. Maybe a few months more and he'll be interested in it. So we looked around for a no-brainer toy. There's the xylophone, the telephone, some building blocks, music box, shapes box, stuffed animals, flying animals, race cars, softballs etc etc. We let Kimi choose; whichever he picks up and shows eagerness to. He was bringing down the boxes and subsequently seating on the floor about to play. I dragged him away to the next shelf. He went pass me and headed further. I looke to where he went and I saw him pull out a small bus from the shelf. He got hold of it and played with it, pushing it to-and-fro even if the toy was still inside the box. Clever!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We bought the bus right away! When we got home Kimi was surprised to see a bus in his toy box. Maybe he didn't expect us to buy it for him. At that same instant, we could see how elated and contented he was. He was smiling from ear to ear. He couldn't contain the happiness inside. He so loves the bus and I guess he will never trade it for something else... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRG4hwoKCBwAACW@Yr81/DSC-1324.jpg?et=jSnIIcwFFeuA6ySxMNfV%2BA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...unless you want to sacrifice your laser keyboard or your DSLR camera, he would definitely entertain the offer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-1329579889014590253?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1329579889014590253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=1329579889014590253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1329579889014590253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1329579889014590253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/11/kimi-and-bus.html' title='Kimi and the Bus'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-6012509409060599769</id><published>2008-11-03T16:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:58:14.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>Copy Cat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SQ8DTwq65dI/AAAAAAAAAfI/5ll_Vo5bTjg/s1600-h/DSC_0973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264430127436719570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SQ8DTwq65dI/AAAAAAAAAfI/5ll_Vo5bTjg/s400/DSC_0973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-6012509409060599769?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/6012509409060599769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=6012509409060599769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6012509409060599769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6012509409060599769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/11/copy-cat.html' title='Copy Cat!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SQ8DTwq65dI/AAAAAAAAAfI/5ll_Vo5bTjg/s72-c/DSC_0973.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-2833490978622918031</id><published>2008-10-31T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T15:08:00.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>BOO!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Filipinos are not used to celebrating Halloween. Singaporeans are not used to celebrating it either. It has not been a part of our/ their custom. It's basically Western.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I couldn't even remember a time during our primary years when we would have the opportunity to adorn ourselves with the superhero/superheroine/prince/princess/witch/animal costume we all like. No aping, no imitating. Very traditional &lt;em&gt;a.k.a&lt;/em&gt;. barriotic. *&lt;em&gt;kidding&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why we have not imbibed it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;First, our school's founders are Belgian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Second, it is impossible to trick or treat in my hometown where stray dogs are ubiquitous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Third, you might be mistaken as a trespasser or worst &lt;em&gt;magnanakaw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fourth, kids of my generation were not obsessed with superheroes and the like. I guess we were more interested with what Lola Basyang's &lt;em&gt;kwento&lt;/em&gt; has to offer us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Fifth, we all know as kids that pumpkins are meant to be eaten with &lt;em&gt;sitaw&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;gata&lt;/em&gt;, or mixed with shrimp paste to make &lt;em&gt;pinakbet, and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lastly, children would rather stay at home, keep their selves warm under a cozy blanket, and FYI, we were required to sleep early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lucky for the youngsters now. This celebration has already been incorporated in their school's curriculum. They all get to wear spongebob squarepants *&lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;* Anyways...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh! my mistake! I guess we all had one celebration when we were forced to wear a costume. It wasn't halloween 'though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, that was during the first(?) streetdance ever held in Baguio. Where we had to dance along Session Road to the tune of Life Dance in our school uniform plus a Japanese parasol and hundreds of people watching and televised pa. Shameful really..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For me it was then like halloween. &lt;em&gt;Ok na siguro&lt;/em&gt; if I was to wear a disgusting mask while dancing. At least, di kita ang mukha *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well that was before, when I was younger. Reminiscing that day, I can happily treasure it inside my biography. It was a first of its kind halloween...errr...experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263580562147786082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SQv-ojV4PWI/AAAAAAAAAfA/CZ048JjT3DI/s320/DSC_0474.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an artwork ek-ek @ The Esplanade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The History of Halloween: &lt;a href="http://www.wilstar.com/holidays/hallown.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;click!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My past chronicles: &lt;a href="http://egf.blog.friendster.com/2005/10/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;October 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://egf.blog.friendster.com/2006/10/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;October 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;October 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-2833490978622918031?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2833490978622918031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=2833490978622918031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2833490978622918031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2833490978622918031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/boo.html' title='BOO!!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SQv-ojV4PWI/AAAAAAAAAfA/CZ048JjT3DI/s72-c/DSC_0474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-3767518782519564418</id><published>2008-10-28T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:59:40.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>The Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQdAEAoKCBwAAGfM34I1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We've been planning for ages to bring Kimi to the beach, however, the rain has been hindering us from going. We wanted to accustom him to the environment, the sand and the water, 'though no intention of swimming yet. He never loved it. I can remember his 1st time, he was really screaming and crying non-stop. He was so scared. Nothing could ever pacify him. Perhaps the sound of the waves wasn't pleasing at all and the gushing made it look as if it would swallow him up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the proof: (see the tears?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQc3TwoKCBwAAE2Uws41/P4220918a.jpg?et=TAn2h5sI65qZLV6C4yloXA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;April '08 @ Candon, Ilocos Sur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last Saturday was a great time to go, the sun was peeping; no sign of rain. Kimi was eager to go out and besides he's good at it. *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;* We arrived at Palawan Beach and there were quite a number of people; some just chillin'. Some kids were playing by the shore and others in the man-made fountain/pool but we didn't let Kimi try 'coz the place looked slippery, nothing to hold on even. Anyways, maybe in the future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQc7oQoKCBwAAGFUR7U1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQc7oQoKCBwAAGFUR7U1/DSC-0820.jpg?et=q4SO2wLCY%2Bn%2BcXWtciF6dA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQc7xAoKCBwAAGQicYo1/DSC-0825.jpg?et=xXHo2MRGkfsuYnPWzQPgkg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQc78woKCBwAAGnqnJc1/DSC-0871.jpg?et=an9N0aXW%2Cv0%2CFDTz1AYunA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;even a peacock was chillin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQc8QwoKCBwAAHRZ0aU1/DSC-0878.jpg?et=0TVpqu1OFvO8kkyYyYP%2Bvg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQc-nQoKCBwAAGIhuBM1/DSC-0827.jpg?et=X7Y4J9CM4MqeA4R6bLLT4A&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We walked further the pathway and stayed near the lifeguard house. We parked his stroller and went ashore. As expected, he was again hesitant; scared. He was trying to climb up as I was attempting to put him down on the sand while I was carrying him. *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQc7QwoKCBwAAFmGEIA1/DSC-0807.jpg?et=qjEbrL2C%2Ch5rUixOg3KWIQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The sand was too mushy to support us both. All the while I had to carry him. My feet sunk. Kimi didn't want to sit on the sand. Everything is strange to him that is. Hence, I had no choice but to let him sit on the stroller 'til he fell asleep. Hubi and I just sat beside him and waited 'til he woke up. After almost an hour of recharging, we again attempted to let him sit on the ground. I had set a blanket so he won't see nor feel the sand. After sometime of convincing, we succeeded! He sat there while Hubi was playing with his spades. He would let him touch the sand once in a while so he would have a feel of what's around him. Eventually he was already playing with his spades and the sand on his own; even brushing the sand away with his palms. His butt was glued to the sand. If you let him stand, he didn't like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQc80woKCBwAAAd2N341/DSC-0900.jpg?et=5MEY%2CbgYIXCLVeX%2BqRg1Hg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQc9MgoKCBwAABBRblI1/DSC-0951.jpg?et=lIDkI2l6hYO9ORmNUEVA5g&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQc9cQoKCBwAABVBAm01/DSC-0945.jpg?et=fuzD8Fqd3PnUfHlrUNRr3g&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YES!....One down and more to go. Our next assignment is to make him sit by the shore. Slowly...slowly...we'll get there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We lingered 'til 9 then headed for home. Obviously, Kimi got so tired in that he went to bed early.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few more shots from Hubi:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQc@MgoKCBwAADCOsOY1/DSC-0928.jpg?et=PpxNmFBIBHhLlGZZn7UlTw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQc@igoKCBwAAEEZKDs1/DSC-0968.jpg?et=%2BpXM6ZgHCMP7Uhrmntzfvg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just hope it won't rain this coming weekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-3767518782519564418?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/3767518782519564418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=3767518782519564418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3767518782519564418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3767518782519564418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/beach.html' title='The Beach'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-8043502825869840075</id><published>2008-10-26T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:04:22.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>The Show Must Go On</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQQnBwoKCBwAADKZfTg1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQQn1goKCBwAAE3QBEw1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In line with the Deepavali Celebration tomorrow, they held an Indian cultural show last Friday night @ the Farrer Park Field which is annually organized. It was our first time to attend such event; there were lotsa people including tourists. It was truly a festive night with all the dances and colorful costumes. Good thing it didn't rain or else we were stuck at home. I enjoyed watching, Hubi enjoyed taking pictures while Kimi enjoyed staring at the big air balloons which were placed quite near our seats. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a peek:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQQi2woKCBwAAEPlI0Y1/DSC-0627.jpg?et=cCsAVB4mrU6lDY3gyDB20Q&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQQkJAoKCBwAAGSwQeM1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQQkJAoKCBwAAGSwQeM1/DSC-0645.jpg?et=vKZoWgNYgpp0N3Kxv8QW6A&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQQklwoKCBwAAHcZioA1/DSC-0648.jpg?et=JmoUbv4hONCZ6kOVDSjB0Q&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQQnBwoKCBwAADKZfTg1/DSC-0744.jpg?et=j8mnSWpUOlA%2CPNoPTKo9lA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQQlBAoKCBwAAHi2m2E1/DSC-0693.jpg?et=195DNbWZsMC9aJh3HWzstg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQQlhQoKCBwAAAzWHAA1/DSC-0703.jpg?et=Ram47j1zkkcu2AQZsTOU1w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Peacock mode:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQQmDwoKCBwAABaqb781"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQQmDwoKCBwAABaqb781/DSC-0733.jpg?et=zuUpi4pvYW3oTVXQ%2BTLPrA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQQlxAoKCBwAABB5MHs1/DSC-0720.jpg?et=xnyVJT5tD%2CjrTOP0A6e95A&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQQmzgoKCBwAAC8wb6c1/DSC-0743.jpg?et=cFuB4UKEwslS4Be0rtCAAg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQQmlwoKCBwAACy-UyA1/DSC-0736a.jpg?et=7dL6N2nMjvmAkj1hWjqbpw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQQoRAoKCBwAAFOLKl41/DSC-0763.jpg?et=38H2L3qIQ%2BMvjfK8zVxMBw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQQodAoKCBwAAFptTxU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQQodAoKCBwAAFptTxU1/DSC-0767.jpg?et=ARekjx4v%2Beb5MGIjCm6XUg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQQpBgoKCBwAAHeqF581/DSC-0788.jpg?et=0Hg3vFh4h7du8M63B2uDxg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQQorwoKCBwAAGSRg7g1/DSC-0770.jpg?et=1uRJyqkrP%2C%2CC7LhYb0P4aA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQQpVAoKCBwAAHAFRT81"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQQpVAoKCBwAAHAFRT81/DSC-0795.jpg?et=HAjlFSLjiyW6dn6PV0DobA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQQodAoKCBwAAFptTxU1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"   style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smokin'!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ganda noh?&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt; &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-8043502825869840075?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/8043502825869840075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=8043502825869840075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8043502825869840075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8043502825869840075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/show-must-go-on.html' title='The Show Must Go On'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-1216519800529041599</id><published>2008-10-22T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:44:50.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Late than Never</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My parents have never exposed themselves to anything techie. The only stuff that's defines "modern" is the cellphone. They are traditional. They don't wanna complicate their lives. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But as the world evolves, times change. I never expected that they would be interested in learning how to use the computer, more so use the internet. I guess that's what retirement can do. Although a more intensive guidance is what it takes and repetition so that every detail would sink in. I know they are doing this so that we may be able to communicate regularly and much faster than usual. I really appreciate that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday was their first time to see Kimi for real/reel via the webcam. It's been 2.5 months they haven't seen him; only from pictures and they've truly expressed their excitement and happiness to see him. They won't mind if they don't see me and Hubi *&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;just kidding&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Indeed, it's never too late. I just hope there won't be any interference. The network signal  @ home is not that strong; stable 'though.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thanks to YM and Smart....not!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;PS: Beware of the Smart Buddies @ the mass mall up the hill, they provide stoopy recommendations. Some of their employees don't even recommend their service. &lt;em&gt;Better subscribe to PLDT or Viacomm na lang daw.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;KITAM?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-1216519800529041599?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1216519800529041599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=1216519800529041599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1216519800529041599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1216519800529041599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better Late than Never'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-8285765270117012133</id><published>2008-10-19T08:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:27:41.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>Down the Rabbit Hole</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Newsflash:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hubi's found my keys!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SPq@FQoKCBwAAHe4pR01/PA1914111.jpg?et=btNY5hc20INuXV97U3M3fA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yahoo! Yehey! Yipee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Indeed, what they say is true...&lt;em&gt;wag mong hanapin pag may nawawala, lalabas at lalabas din yan&lt;/em&gt;. TRUE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hubi was calibrating his camera last night and he accidentally discovered the keys inside the subwoofer. I think he was supposed to use it as a platform since it only served as a barrier to keep Kimi from going under the table. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SPq32QoKCBwAAFBxiIk1/PA191414.jpg?et=W1kNVcSWh6J6YJ%2CLW1f40Q&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SPq02goKCBwAAAZWmg01/PA1914051.jpg?et=%2BgKAraeIW9Dh7kCLcLIfpQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;According to him, when he lifted the subwoofer up, he heard something inside as he shook it and at that instant he already knew that they were the keys we've been looking for 2 weeks now. He screwed open the back of the equipment and the keys indeed were there plus 2 rubberballs which we didn't notice that were also missing. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SPq4lwoKCBwAAFx-ypw1/PA1914091.jpg?et=NtL27%2BzYCUKvF4CnITYIHA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TADAAA!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SPq-9AoKCBwAAB80Y1Q1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SPq-9AoKCBwAAB80Y1Q1/DSC-0236.jpg?et=g3ipCvJIN1yInUZzEZk6uA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He immediately woke me up from my sleep but the entire moment has not sunk into me. I couldn't help but smile even as sleepiness was taking it's toll. I was half-conscious; happy 'though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I am writing this, I caught Kimi in the act. He has truly made the subwoofer his safe. He has just inserted a red toy block inside, at the same time trying to push in his ball.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See the evidence:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SPq9NwoKCBwAAGcWSKg1/PA191418.jpg?et=yq8N2DXktyFwnV2A%2CiT8sw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SPq8lAoKCBwAAE03VQo1/PA191420.jpg?et=w9Pn5WxNjAg7wjUJ0JGIHA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;YES!! I can sleep more soundly now &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt; &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-8285765270117012133?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/8285765270117012133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=8285765270117012133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8285765270117012133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8285765270117012133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/down-rabbit-hole_19.html' title='Down the Rabbit Hole'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-5822551844455937958</id><published>2008-10-18T14:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T16:36:35.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><title type='text'>Eye to Eye</title><content type='html'>I don't know what's in the air that causes my eye irritation. It's been persistent; occurring every 2 weeks since August and all I can do is go to the OPD, use different brands of ophthalmic ointments and eyedrops of different strengths, and be issued an MC (medical certificate). *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yipee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor had checked for scratches on the lens using an orange stain and UV light and found none. No eye infection. Even my optometrist had checked them. This is just a reaction from wearing contact lenses, they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worst is having a blurrer vision because of the patches and the abnormal condition. I have no choice but to use my specs for 2 weeks or more and go back to my optometrist to have my eyes and grade re-checked and have my contacts reassessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay, &lt;em&gt;ang hirap pala ng di makakita ng malinaw. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thankful inspite of that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-5822551844455937958?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/5822551844455937958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=5822551844455937958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5822551844455937958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5822551844455937958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/eye-to-eye.html' title='Eye to Eye'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-3183414103893256410</id><published>2008-10-16T19:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:55:40.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>"Gupit kayo jan"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;k2 days ago,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hubi and I decided to buy a shaver/trimmer for Kimi's hair. His hair has grown longer and bringing him to the barbershop isn't a good idea at all. He can't keep still and the entire procedure will definitely be unsuccessful. Not only us who'll be upset but the barber as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SPdU7QoKCBwAACbCWKw1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SPdU7QoKCBwAACbCWKw1/PA161400.jpg?et=YRUKYHWwEWfDCkuWpXfc4w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We're so satisfied with it in that it's uber handy. It's battery operated so less prone to shock. It can be used on wet/dry hair. Great on the grip!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SPdVmwoKCBwAADkwv7s1/PA161402.jpg?et=LPd1EFtzsaVlA5wBvnutqg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How'd we do it? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, while Kimi was asleep? As I've said, he can't keep still so we waited for him to retire. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;End result?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;viola!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SPdW8goKCBwAAGbtbTw1/DSC-7447e.jpg?et=XxKWBbXXLdiBa3PgiVfyCA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SUCCESS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-3183414103893256410?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/3183414103893256410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=3183414103893256410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3183414103893256410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3183414103893256410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/kayo-jan.html' title='&quot;Gupit kayo jan&quot;'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-5608612054661803470</id><published>2008-10-14T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T00:51:11.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Gurangski</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zwani.com/graphics/happy_birthday/"&gt;&lt;img alt="zwani.com myspace graphic comments" src="http://images.zwani.com/graphics/happy_birthday/images/bg77.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-5608612054661803470?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/5608612054661803470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=5608612054661803470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5608612054661803470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5608612054661803470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/gurangski.html' title='Gurangski'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-6515813601244882442</id><published>2008-10-12T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:18:45.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>Take 2!</title><content type='html'>Then,&lt;br /&gt;KEYS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;it's the TV REMOTE CONTROL that's missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where, oh, where art thou?!? &lt;/span&gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: Kung di lang bata yung nakawala eh magwawala na ko! hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-6515813601244882442?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/6515813601244882442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=6515813601244882442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6515813601244882442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6515813601244882442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/take-2.html' title='Take 2!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-1330967038843333706</id><published>2008-10-12T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:03:37.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alien Invasion!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SPF2bAoKCBwAAESXC4s1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SPF2bAoKCBwAAESXC4s1/DSC-5865.jpg?et=18lUnXeJHQS%2CpFBgTrxjVA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Alien...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SPF2mQoKCBwAAEPuCjM1/DSC-5864.jpg?et=iTWKQAI9ru2nl%2C5adVTeoA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;..siezing The Esplanade&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;BE VERY AFRAID! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-1330967038843333706?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1330967038843333706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=1330967038843333706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1330967038843333706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1330967038843333706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/alien-invasion.html' title='Alien Invasion!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-2421807822841658010</id><published>2008-10-10T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:38:13.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><title type='text'>Wow Mali!</title><content type='html'>Oops! I stand corrected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 1 is not Deepavali Day. It's Hari Raya Puasa, a celebration of the Muslims. Deepavali will be on October 28. My mistake...sorry for the wrong info in my previous post. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See &lt;a href="http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/indian-festival.html#links"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-2421807822841658010?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2421807822841658010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=2421807822841658010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2421807822841658010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2421807822841658010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow-mali.html' title='Wow Mali!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-3679771804624842719</id><published>2008-10-09T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:23:22.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>Nancy Drew-ish</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's Day 3 of the missing keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback: Last Monday PM, Kimi saw my bunch of keys on the table while I was carrying him. He was pointing at them. It's already automatic that we give him anything that he's pointing at. I left him for a while as I had to go and visit the loo :) In my mind, he would only play with them that's it. After 10mins or so, I went back to where he was but he's no longer holding them. We searched everywhere and we couldn’t find the bunch. What's so ironic is that the keys were misplaced inside the house. Such a very small house! We looked into every nook and cranny and where he keeps his toys but to no avail. We looked the next time around and still nada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really silly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two questions in mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Did I happen to get the keys from him afterwards but put them somewhere else and forgot where?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so. I may experience “amnesia” at times however I'm very sure of it this time; and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Had I thrown them inside the rubbish bin?&lt;br /&gt;I made sure I delved thoroughly into the plastic bags. I didn't find any ‘though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still hoping it would come out. It's such a big bunch comprising of the house keys, lab keys and a flash drive. No trace whatsoever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic talaga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it’s time for…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tadaaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SO4sOAoKCBwAAAmwRAc1/s.jpg?et=hqpAYs1%2C6pIKiD1kaUFxVA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/32882380-3679771804624842719?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/3679771804624842719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=3679771804624842719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3679771804624842719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3679771804624842719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/nancy-drew-ish.html' title='Nancy Drew-ish'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-760428578382862065</id><published>2008-10-05T15:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T15:51:18.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HaHaHa'/><title type='text'>CSI-ish</title><content type='html'>We thought it was indeed a crime scene 'coz the area was cordoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253573568097843618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SOhxU1faeaI/AAAAAAAAAZM/LkyK4u_hVcc/s400/DSC_5941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;We walked closer only to find out... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253573832915779682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SOhxkQA7gGI/AAAAAAAAAZU/a1Du96AhlfA/s400/DSC_5941z.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...that it was NOT! *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-760428578382862065?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/760428578382862065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=760428578382862065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/760428578382862065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/760428578382862065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/csi-ish.html' title='CSI-ish'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SOhxU1faeaI/AAAAAAAAAZM/LkyK4u_hVcc/s72-c/DSC_5941.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-5770469396381696380</id><published>2008-10-02T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T15:52:59.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><title type='text'>Post F1</title><content type='html'>We never had the chance to watch the 1st night race for real. Good thing they televised it live via a local channel, &lt;em&gt;Mediacorp&lt;/em&gt;, one of the sponsors of the race. Indeed, we had a bird's eyeview. Spectacular! In fact we could even hear the zwinging of the engines from our flat. No joke! Merli's haven is truly that small. The ending was very disappointing 'though. A great mishap for Ferrari. &lt;p&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, this won't be the last. Felipe and Kimi are still winners in our hearts. Let's wait and see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhille, dismantling the infrastructures is what makes the workers so busy now. Here are a few pics:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/2/photos/upload/300x300/SOT@RQoKCrsAAB7iflQ1/DSC-5836.JPG?et=5LgjsUaviViuW69ZKleD0A&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;what is defense? ,err, the fence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOVihwoKCrsAAG7CwFQ1/DSC-5848.JPG?et=zTuALEey9rFkPx8cdsBXJw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the track, the bleachers on the left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOUAFAoKCrsAADe@WlM1/DSC-5845.JPG?et=K230jOPeW8JYInpCsFg4Cg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dismantled grandstand and lights&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOT-lgoKCrsAAB7pf481/DSC-5838.JPG?et=mw5Qca02nOD%2Bde3a9d92Lg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;bleachers pa rin with the CBD in the background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOVjNQoKCrsAAHWf@Rk1/DSC-5851.JPG?et=N0B47whZUQ6a%2C20ROhTfzA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;bleachers bow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOVjdQoKCrsAAG7BvqI1/DSC-5852.JPG?et=iW5eLkPARjx%2C0tifg%2BC9ug&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;eto pa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOZBdAoKCrsAADItAq41/DSC-5857.JPG?et=%2BhpoCdW8EwTR9HQ07NW54w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the lights and Raffles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOZBtQoKCrsAAD8Z5dg1/DSC-5860.JPG?et=6j3pR95%2CzZ4oNoKv7cEN4w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the bleachers, the parliament and the UFO-like supreme court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOZB-goKCrsAAESdLS01/DSC-5875.JPG?et=WExGyCeOcjt5hgPWHsZw3w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the famous Anderson Bridge (the dreaded turn), on the left would be Fullerton Hotel, not in the picture 'though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOZCjAoKCrsAAFdhBCo1/DSC-5878.JPG?et=21RjYKFSDz7VMJg6EWQfOA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;moving closer&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOZCyAoKCrsAAFW6wH81/DSC-5898.JPG?et=d3N%2CW8HCA3ZU0rj1Hw677g&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;see how famous the bridge is, a couple had their post-nup pics shot there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOZC@AoKCrsAAFW6wIM1/DSC-5902.jpg?et=l00kaWnloiKK61479B1KpQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;mga nakakalat na ilaw sa bangketa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE END&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;PS. There would have been more shots if it wasn't tiring to go 'round by foot and no drizzle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-5770469396381696380?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/5770469396381696380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=5770469396381696380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5770469396381696380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/5770469396381696380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/post-f1.html' title='Post F1'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-4488418500607591180</id><published>2008-10-01T10:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T13:26:27.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>An Indian Festival</title><content type='html'>October 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a holiday. It's DEEPAVALI, the Festival of Lights, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diwali"&gt;where the lights or lamps signify victory of good over the evil within every human being.&lt;/a&gt; Just yesterday, we went to Little India/Serangoon Road to take some pics but later on reprimanded by a Chinese (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the irony&lt;/span&gt;) stall owner, hence, only a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmp! dayo lang naman sila dun..Baka daw ireport na made in China ang tinda nila.&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'd be a better view today; a lot of people and maybe some eyecatching scenes but we won't go 'coz it would be very crowded for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252045507411786610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SOMDj_13O3I/AAAAAAAAAYc/98EDKZ0n4Nw/s320/DSC_5802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;"HAPPY DEEPAVALI!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252046701009543170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SOMEpeVvoAI/AAAAAAAAAY0/yMUkvkVFyGQ/s320/DSC_5806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5,6...5,6 kayo jan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SOMEp1HOwLI/AAAAAAAAAY8/88PMgheIJG0/s1600-h/DSC_5808.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252046707122684082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SOMEp1HOwLI/AAAAAAAAAY8/88PMgheIJG0/s320/DSC_5808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;a modified pinwheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252045507832710386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SOMDkBaOBPI/AAAAAAAAAYk/bsg6_MyDOho/s320/DSC_5804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;red..white and blue, err, pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SOMEqEyOoTI/AAAAAAAAAZE/u4qE9OtBtDI/s1600-h/DSC_5810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252046711329562930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SOMEqEyOoTI/AAAAAAAAAZE/u4qE9OtBtDI/s320/DSC_5810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;buffet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SOMDkC7cRgI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ttjXUy9Iwck/s1600-h/DSC_5805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252045508240492034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SOMDkC7cRgI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ttjXUy9Iwck/s320/DSC_5805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;made of plastic..it's fantastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-4488418500607591180?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/4488418500607591180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=4488418500607591180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4488418500607591180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4488418500607591180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/10/indian-festival.html' title='An Indian Festival'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SOMDj_13O3I/AAAAAAAAAYc/98EDKZ0n4Nw/s72-c/DSC_5802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-4332359838799746971</id><published>2008-09-28T12:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T10:53:18.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>Anakis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://images.multiply.com/multiply/horizontal-headshot-badge.swf" width="300" height="112" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="user_id=kimiraphael&amp;amp;enc=U2FsdGVkX19adIPsq4RFLKeIbqhS2Zx9WCA8aXgmBvyji0O.ZL.VzKvlp8.-vsJELT3v3K.9Oi2uRBr6DVLq-17ZarPy-Nk8&amp;amp;env=PROD&amp;amp;base_uri=.com&amp;amp;badge_class=promote" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-4332359838799746971?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/4332359838799746971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=4332359838799746971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4332359838799746971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/4332359838799746971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/09/kimis-site.html' title='Anakis'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-8870942152279532382</id><published>2008-09-28T11:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T11:25:52.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><title type='text'>Di mahulugan ng karayom</title><content type='html'>Every Sunday @ Little India...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250906282456438594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SN73cYKu10I/AAAAAAAAAYU/tdOtnVJgpAw/s400/DSC_0667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...where Indian workers convene and catch up with their friends whereas OFW's go to Lucky Plaza @ Orchard to meet their &lt;em&gt;amigas &lt;/em&gt;and have their pedicure done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-8870942152279532382?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/8870942152279532382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=8870942152279532382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8870942152279532382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8870942152279532382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/09/di-mahulugan-ng-karayom.html' title='Di mahulugan ng karayom'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SN73cYKu10I/AAAAAAAAAYU/tdOtnVJgpAw/s72-c/DSC_0667.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-3365484225185681878</id><published>2008-09-21T14:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:45:17.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>Chug-ah..chug-ah.., tooth..tooth!!</title><content type='html'>The pressure is on. We've been trying to teach Kimi several things at the same time. Call us Impatience..but we presume we're already late to catch the train. Hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, it's time to introduce toothbrushing to Kimi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248361429482699666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SNXs6cEte5I/AAAAAAAAAYM/R0FL0oUDzvs/s320/P9211357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After maaaaaany attempts, we have failed. Kimi really hates the toothbrush. He doesn't like the bristles maybe. He would prefer having his front teeth wiped with a toothpaste-filled cloth. He feels ticklish. Forcing him to open his mouth isn't a good idea either. He will definitely scream and turn away. Otherwise, he'll bite...grrrrr!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We must save the whales....err..the teeth! Haaay....what to do &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-3365484225185681878?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/3365484225185681878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=3365484225185681878' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3365484225185681878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3365484225185681878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/09/chug-ahchug-ah-toothtooth.html' title='Chug-ah..chug-ah.., tooth..tooth!!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SNXs6cEte5I/AAAAAAAAAYM/R0FL0oUDzvs/s72-c/P9211357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-2625683371267342995</id><published>2008-09-19T13:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:37:30.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HaHaHa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>Pee, Wee, Poo, Loo</title><content type='html'>Today, Hubi and I just had an argument on whether to start potty training or not. He insists, I'm passive about it. Well, I take things as they come, i.e. We may usually have clashing ideas but still we come to an agreement. YES! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the slightest idea on how to start teaching Kimi. Is he ready? Must we force him now? When is the right time? Must we send him immediately to the loo once the urge comes? All the what's, where's, how's, why's and when's begin to emerge. So many questions in mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've started referring to the net. All websites say the same. The only issue now is how would we be able to cope. *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;* I guess it's me who's at the brink of denial. I'm still treating Kimi like a "baby" whereas he's already a toddler! and ready to ditch the diaper.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to accept the fact. Hubi and I must start training him ASAP. In fact, we already bought a potty trainer for him. We'll see, we'll see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247599179855569394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SNM3pq7sIfI/AAAAAAAAAX8/-4qnfnOurp8/s320/P9191323.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;On the other side of the story, I saw this note posted on the tank over and above a urinal. Over and above because it is a squatting pan. FYI, it's a common thing here and some households still use it. Interesting right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247601172863443554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SNM5drdy4mI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Sp3stKI4LP0/s320/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It says, "Flashing O3, P/S Do not Flash". Hmmmm, flash as in a camera flash? O3 as in Ozone? We realized O3 stands for Out-Of-Order = three O's...gets?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oops! :) Just sharing something to brighten up your day. :)&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/32882380-2625683371267342995?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2625683371267342995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=2625683371267342995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2625683371267342995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2625683371267342995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/09/pee-wee-poo-loo.html' title='Pee, Wee, Poo, Loo'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SNM3pq7sIfI/AAAAAAAAAX8/-4qnfnOurp8/s72-c/P9191323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-1113302837279392687</id><published>2008-09-13T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T14:06:19.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>"Dilapidation", according to Kimi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMtV3jhRs2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/B900gX019Lk/s1600-h/P8301254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245380603919053666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMtV3jhRs2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/B900gX019Lk/s400/P8301254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Barely 2 hours from the time of purchase, Kimi had torn off 1 blade by biting on it. We secured it with super glue and it worked. After several days, the second blade had fallen off then another. Note than one blade is already missing. We lost it somewhere while strolling around. We were thinking of replacing the blades with cork pad but 'til now we haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wawa naman the fan&lt;/em&gt; =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-1113302837279392687?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1113302837279392687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=1113302837279392687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1113302837279392687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1113302837279392687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/09/dilapidation-according-to-kimi.html' title='&quot;Dilapidation&quot;, according to Kimi'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMtV3jhRs2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/B900gX019Lk/s72-c/P8301254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-8148719104299287474</id><published>2008-09-12T01:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T14:09:56.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><title type='text'>Carwash, anyone?</title><content type='html'>Nothing is free in the Fine City..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244819541047267490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMlXlZcmUKI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kmVOX7VRLMA/s400/carwash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245379497399601234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMtU3JaeyFI/AAAAAAAAAXs/GZFTDUPricE/s400/carwashz.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...just imagine how you would wash and how much you would spend to wash a bus or a truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aba! syempre...hose naman na ang gagamitin nila db? :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-8148719104299287474?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/8148719104299287474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=8148719104299287474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8148719104299287474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8148719104299287474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/09/carwash-anyone.html' title='Carwash, anyone?'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMlXlZcmUKI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kmVOX7VRLMA/s72-c/carwash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-2019460157323872149</id><published>2008-09-11T21:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:53:51.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>September...ba..di..yah!!</title><content type='html'>Highlights of the month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09-01 - "Happy Birthday" Baguio!&lt;br /&gt;09-07 - Grandparents' Day&lt;br /&gt;09-08 - International Literacy Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://egf.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/2006/09/september.html"&gt;09-11&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;need I say more?&lt;/strong&gt; ..and World First Aid Day&lt;br /&gt;09-14 - Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival celebration (&lt;em&gt;sa aming barangay&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;09-16 - International Day for the Preservation of the Ozone Layer, recognized by the UN&lt;br /&gt;09-21 - International Day of Peace&lt;br /&gt;09-21 - World Alzheimer's Day&lt;br /&gt;09-22 - (World) Car Free Day(s)&lt;br /&gt;09-28 - World Rabies Day and the world's first&lt;strong&gt; night&lt;/strong&gt; race...yipee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;My Archives:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://egf.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/2005/09/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;September 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://egf.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/2006/09/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;September 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;September 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: Happy Birthday to all the celebrants!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-2019460157323872149?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2019460157323872149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=2019460157323872149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2019460157323872149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2019460157323872149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/09/septemberbadiyah.html' title='September...ba..di..yah!!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-7923772486454587362</id><published>2008-09-10T01:23:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T02:26:31.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Lights....Camera....Action!!!</title><content type='html'>Lantern Festival Celebration @ Clarke Quay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMa2AdfTwSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/UwcPBAoQQho/s1600-h/DSC_2281e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244078935151722786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMa2AdfTwSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/UwcPBAoQQho/s320/DSC_2281e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;moon river&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244088264447663954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMa-ff0yn1I/AAAAAAAAAXc/tpDVAVpzkK0/s320/DSC_2256e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;birds of the same feather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMa2A1zfc9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/GdQ-KioC5nw/s1600-h/DSC_2277e.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244080244432535506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMa3Mq8Lf9I/AAAAAAAAAXE/9Zd6-HtPEF4/s320/DSC_2277e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;pagoda-let&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244080260602662482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMa3NnLcDlI/AAAAAAAAAXU/935OUMUVNag/s320/DSC_2263e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;floating lantern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMa2BJ4PvdI/AAAAAAAAAW8/wiGp3RZ7PNE/s1600-h/DSC_2273e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244078947067477458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMa2BJ4PvdI/AAAAAAAAAW8/wiGp3RZ7PNE/s320/DSC_2273e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;quarter to six&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMa1TQotqJI/AAAAAAAAAWU/U5s1IDv-cR0/s1600-h/DSC_2303e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244078158607394962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMa1TQotqJI/AAAAAAAAAWU/U5s1IDv-cR0/s320/DSC_2303e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt; ungguy-ungguyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMa1TnyNu4I/AAAAAAAAAWc/emuGvvxmWGo/s1600-h/DSC_2300e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244078164821261186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMa1TnyNu4I/AAAAAAAAAWc/emuGvvxmWGo/s320/DSC_2300e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt; 3 kings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMa1UBv2emI/AAAAAAAAAWk/32rRSDpY3jw/s1600-h/DSC_2295e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244078171790670434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMa1UBv2emI/AAAAAAAAAWk/32rRSDpY3jw/s320/DSC_2295e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;3 musketeers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMaz2OB8uPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/fxRQxa93uUo/s1600-h/DSC_2308e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244076560180099314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMaz2OB8uPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/fxRQxa93uUo/s320/DSC_2308e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt; dragon tail, dragon tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMaz2VGBsLI/AAAAAAAAAWM/xxKnIIcO6tE/s1600-h/DSC_2306e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244076562076250290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMaz2VGBsLI/AAAAAAAAAWM/xxKnIIcO6tE/s320/DSC_2306e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;tenga ng daga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was quite tiring to go around as there were a lot of &lt;em&gt;uzis&lt;/em&gt; plus a heavy Kimi on the side. Nothing spectacular really. Just plain ol' bulbs, the mystic reflection on the river and the gigantic umbrella. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-7923772486454587362?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/7923772486454587362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=7923772486454587362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7923772486454587362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/7923772486454587362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/09/lightscameraaction.html' title='Lights....Camera....Action!!!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SMa2AdfTwSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/UwcPBAoQQho/s72-c/DSC_2281e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-8291848976041954337</id><published>2008-09-09T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:44:16.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>Babble</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Day by day, as we nurture Kimi and watch him grow, I came to realize that being a parent is not an easy job especially for a newbie. It's indeed a test of patience. I have the least reserve however I tend to stretch...and stretchhhhh even more. At times when you're all worn out 'though, his antics serve as the best remedy. He definitely reverses the bad spell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The world revolves so fast. He's already 14 months and no longer the baby he used to be. He's now a little boy. How I wish I could just freeze time so he won't grow up. ;) He can walk, he can dance, he can eat and do a lot of things by himself. We didn't teach him these. Everything came naturally. You only have to wait for the right time. Of course, you must do your part. A baby won't learn how to walk if you always leave him in the crib and if you don't let him. He will eventually learn and love it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Each day will always be a new day for the baby and you. A lot of surprises are in store. The only question is..will you be able to witness them all?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For me, so far, the answer is YES. And still looking forward to more. Now, can't wait for him to really talk straight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmmm...on 2nd thought...I might not have enough answer to satisfy his query.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ay...wag na lang pala muna madaliin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS&lt;em&gt;: &lt;/em&gt;I'm not a pro. This is purely based on our experience. Just sharing.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TIL THEN!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-8291848976041954337?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/8291848976041954337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=8291848976041954337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8291848976041954337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/8291848976041954337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/09/babble.html' title='Babble'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-242680663656005538</id><published>2008-09-08T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:47:32.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>Laughter is the best medicine</title><content type='html'>...hiccups lang ang katapat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-df8ebef8ebb76e84" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-2889862828565294976</id><published>2008-09-07T11:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:12:17.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>Superlakad...supertampisaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;One Saturday at Skypark,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kimi walking...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMNTwAoKCnIAADxwK3U1/DSC-2176.jpg?et=wCuWQxJsuZz4OOBUNeEDWw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kimi standing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMNxRgoKCnIAAF4NK4I1/DSC-2175.jpg?et=cyv3XIIhW9FwC1ro3Ma6eQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kimi's way of cooling down...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMN79AoKCnIAAHKIAS01/water.jpg?et=wfI2yyfelaIF8%2Cta3dWsAQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMN7ZQoKCnIAAF2iYSc1/feet.jpg?et=aEQcTgKUMz90bvsanumj2g&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikayness.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SMN3@woKCnIAABIaEJs1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMN3@woKCnIAABIaEJs1/DSC-2211.jpg?et=4SPgEhzqjd3%2CT0E8C9Bkuw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kimi crying after pulling him out of the water...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kikayness.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMN6DwoKCnIAAEE2Pwo1/cr.jpg?et=xdo4%2BvJ9otiIoj7ucgAG2g&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;..naputol daw ang kaligayahan&lt;/em&gt; :) He's been immersed for quite some time so we decided to leave the place even if it's against his will. He was so cranky til we reached home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haay..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...sa uulitin na lang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-2889862828565294976?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2889862828565294976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=2889862828565294976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2889862828565294976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2889862828565294976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/09/superlakadsupertampisaw.html' title='Superlakad...supertampisaw'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-1750460137807094057</id><published>2008-09-03T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:16:37.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>Kimi learning to walk.avi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;the long wait is over! @13.5months..yipee!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHECK THIS OUT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-310263d109fa2c8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0310263d109fa2c8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331120156%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D476D1D868740EDC9AF203A296D4DC6AFA0843867.1CABF9D32ABAA16D35DA0C395FDACFFA760D5A8B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D310263d109fa2c8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsfLYH2M_rY6gQALXxKkq0CYsbyM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0310263d109fa2c8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331120156%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D476D1D868740EDC9AF203A296D4DC6AFA0843867.1CABF9D32ABAA16D35DA0C395FDACFFA760D5A8B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D310263d109fa2c8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsfLYH2M_rY6gQALXxKkq0CYsbyM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-1750460137807094057?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=310263d109fa2c8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1750460137807094057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=1750460137807094057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1750460137807094057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1750460137807094057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/09/kimi-learning-to-walkavi_03.html' title='Kimi learning to walk.avi'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-3504987019083707875</id><published>2008-08-31T16:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:05:02.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>House 2 House</title><content type='html'>The doorbell sounded as Kimi and I were watching Wonderpets in the living room. I didn't bother when I saw a few youngsters leaving as I peeped through the fish eye door hole. I thought they were those who try to solicit or sell something espeysyal offer door-to-door. I went back to my seat then the doorbell rang again. The people were back so i had no choice but to open the door. I tagged Kimi along. Around 6 secondary school students were outside and one of the girls handed over a box of mooncakes. I was quite puzzled why the gesture. &lt;em&gt;Siguro may catch&lt;/em&gt;, I said to myself. When suddenly, an adult lady started to speak and said that they were wishing each home, each family a Happy Mooncake Festival. She aked the girl to give the leaflet on her hand. I asked where they were from and she said, from the Presbyterian Church just across the street. The lady said, if ever we have time, we can join them. I just replied back; "Oh ok, and by the way, thank you for the mooncakes!" They left as Kimi waved goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240601962116119282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SLpbt_klevI/AAAAAAAAAVs/eWMsQaFxbZc/s320/P8311265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240601963415174562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SLpbuEaTfaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/3QCNX2Kse0M/s320/P8311261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;What a nice way to greet someone's day. Such a great timing as I like mooncakes...yum..yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey! It's the start of the Mid-Autumn and Lantern Festival! Have a nice day everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-3504987019083707875?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/3504987019083707875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=3504987019083707875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3504987019083707875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/3504987019083707875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/08/house-2-house.html' title='House 2 House'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SLpbt_klevI/AAAAAAAAAVs/eWMsQaFxbZc/s72-c/P8311265.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-666721672202550514</id><published>2008-08-24T10:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T11:28:57.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>Appear...Disappear</title><content type='html'>I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed blogging. So many things to share...so little time. I have nearly forgotten monitoring Kimi's milestones. He's the elixir so I can update this spot, however, prioritites ...priorities. As I've said before, documentation is important to me as I am starting to have "dementia" ;p But the spare time I have is consumed solely for him. He's busy playing now, so I have a few minutes to scribble. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 1: Kimi (@11mos) has been trying to push himself to walk. You may see him scared 'though after 3 to 4-step attempts. Can't wait for him to really WALK. He's way too heavy to carry now..but what can we do? Nada! We'll just have to wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 2: He's learned to eat a lot of things. A lot meaning anything that comes in contact with his hands hehe. Imagine, finding tissue bits and a minute piece of scouring pad inside his mouth. He would even flash a naughty smile when you catch him chewing something and you force your hand to open his mouth and take it out. He loves &lt;em&gt;latundan&lt;/em&gt; banana, wafer, rice cracker, biscuits, ice cream, cake, apple juice or any ice-cold drink that is. &lt;em&gt;Halata bang napaka health conscious nya *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wink&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 3: He babbles and babbles words only heaven knows what they mean. He screams, laughs, throw tantrums. FYI, &lt;em&gt;marunong ng magdabog at&lt;/em&gt; ang crocodile tears when you won't hand him what he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 4: &lt;em&gt;Gustung-gusto maglakwatsa! Titigil pag nag-aalburuto! Mabisyo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 5: He knows when he's gonna take a bath. He'll take off his shirt right away when inside the b/room. He will sway to the tune of London Bridge in the middle of bathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 6: He can flip his book to the page when you ask him where the butterfly is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 7: Mahilig sa &lt;em&gt;tsinelas! &lt;/em&gt;I really dunno what's with the slippers? I've seen another girl his age who plays with her mum's sandals, tagging them with her along while she crawls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 8: He can never sleep without his security blanket...any fleece blanket would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 9: He knows a bus, a train, a truck, a clock, a TV, an aircon, the electric fan and what a gecko is!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 10: &lt;em&gt;Pwede syang kumandidato bilang&lt;/em&gt; Mr. Congeniality. He waves, smiles and plays with everyone he sees and meets even for the first time. &lt;em&gt;Magaling kumalabit ng tao&lt;/em&gt;. Good thing, &lt;em&gt;hindi sila pikon&lt;/em&gt;..but some would really not care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237915494978266722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SLDQZBmxpmI/AAAAAAAAAVk/tCEOIVa-tW4/s320/sofa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BTW, he has this habit of keeping things &lt;em&gt;sa mga mga suluk-sulok&lt;/em&gt;. There was one time, we were looking for the remote and he kept it inside the box of his toy. Another incident, I found his top inside my bag. &lt;em&gt;Mahilig kasi syang magkalkal ng bag and wallet. His toy duck,&lt;/em&gt; I found on the window slit,&lt;em&gt; buti na lang di gano nakabukas yung window dahil mahilig din sya magtapon ng laruan sa labas.&lt;/em&gt; Actually, he already lost one doughnut ring coz he threw it outside the window and we really never knew about it not until we we're sorting his toys out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that's it. Full stop! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Til then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-666721672202550514?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/666721672202550514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=666721672202550514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/666721672202550514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/666721672202550514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/08/appeardisappear.html' title='Appear...Disappear'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SLDQZBmxpmI/AAAAAAAAAVk/tCEOIVa-tW4/s72-c/sofa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-2504662802572939343</id><published>2008-08-08T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T02:10:08.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Otso Otso</title><content type='html'>What's with 08-08-08? Is it really a lucky date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many, especially the Chinese, believe that 8 is indeed a special number. Accdg to Wikipedia: &lt;em&gt;Eight (八; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Chinese numbers" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_numbers#Numeral_characters"&gt;&lt;em&gt;accounting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; 捌; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Pinyin" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pinyin"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pinyin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; bā) is considered a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Numbers in Chinese culture" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Numbers_in_Chinese_culture"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lucky number in Chinese culture&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; because it sounds like the word "prosper" or "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Wealth" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wealth"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wealth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;" (发; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Pinyin" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pinyin"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pinyin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;: fā). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure several couples will be tyeing the knot and several will plan to induce labor just to catch up with today. &lt;em&gt;Hmmm....parang may kilala naman akong naghintay sa 07-07-07 noh? *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wink&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see at the end of the day what will be in store for me. It's 2:08AM and I still got a long day. I wish I will be lucky. Lucky 8!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened to Lucky 7 and Lucky 9?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-2504662802572939343?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/2504662802572939343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=2504662802572939343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2504662802572939343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/2504662802572939343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/08/otso-otso.html' title='Otso Otso'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-6834909478273608329</id><published>2008-08-01T23:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:52:42.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivities'/><title type='text'>Awooo!!!!</title><content type='html'>It's the first day of August and I just remebered it's the start of the Ghost Month. No wonder, this afternoon, most of the locals were so busy burning joss sticks, mickey mouse notes and various colored paper with Chinese characters on it equals stuffy air and ashes everywhere. One man was even throwing oranges, coins, bread pieces here-and-there. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Yun bang ginagawa natin pag pasok ng bagong taon).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It's for the wandering spirits they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More info can be read &lt;a href="http://egf.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/2005/08/body_goesbuddy_.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM-krleeuI/AAAAAAAAAVE/KbShre7LHFc/s1600-h/DSC_0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229592392203401954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM-krleeuI/AAAAAAAAAVE/KbShre7LHFc/s320/DSC_0804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM-lJUY3lI/AAAAAAAAAVM/rj3bc9u4OCs/s1600-h/DSC_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229592400184794706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM-lJUY3lI/AAAAAAAAAVM/rj3bc9u4OCs/s320/DSC_0805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM-loHMpnI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VfB8lvWGIWk/s1600-h/DSC_0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229592408450967154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM-loHMpnI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VfB8lvWGIWk/s320/DSC_0811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM-mOdyZbI/AAAAAAAAAVc/4Ee_hhtnHvM/s1600-h/DSC_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229592418746262962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM-mOdyZbI/AAAAAAAAAVc/4Ee_hhtnHvM/s320/DSC_0814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229589485694960978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM77f_3RVI/AAAAAAAAAUU/EC6OfRsd39w/s320/DSC_0815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM78OMAg9I/AAAAAAAAAUc/QYdhoApJ0FA/s1600-h/DSC_0822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229589498093929426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM78OMAg9I/AAAAAAAAAUc/QYdhoApJ0FA/s320/DSC_0822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM78k9aKYI/AAAAAAAAAUk/uJuwqEV9_HU/s1600-h/DSC_0823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229589504206711170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM78k9aKYI/AAAAAAAAAUk/uJuwqEV9_HU/s320/DSC_0823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM783jhlfI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xU8lIuPEKUo/s1600-h/DSC_0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229589509198419442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM783jhlfI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xU8lIuPEKUo/s320/DSC_0824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM79QF8lSI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fa1ArvbcPPM/s1600-h/DSC_0825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229589515785245986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM79QF8lSI/AAAAAAAAAU0/fa1ArvbcPPM/s320/DSC_0825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-6834909478273608329?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/6834909478273608329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=6834909478273608329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6834909478273608329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/6834909478273608329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/08/awooo.html' title='Awooo!!!!'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SJM-krleeuI/AAAAAAAAAVE/KbShre7LHFc/s72-c/DSC_0804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-1360270174678139366</id><published>2008-07-28T00:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T00:49:31.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><title type='text'>Kimi's 1st haircut</title><content type='html'>ALAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long wait is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 1 year of keeping Kimi's mane intact(due to some &lt;em&gt;wala-namang-masama-kung-maniwala ka di ba ek-ek&lt;/em&gt;), we've decided to visit the kid's salon last Saturday. He's been perspiring a lot with the long hair and what's worse is people, wherever we go, bet whether he's a He or a She. We would have done it ourselves if only he could keep still even for just 10 minutes. Kaso hindi eh; we might end up poking him everywhere...bloody hell! *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived @ the salon, there was no queue, so extraordinary for a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228101786453189442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SI3y4Acgo0I/AAAAAAAAATk/nWswUOfecz4/s320/DSC_0514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, we were too early and the rest are still having their lunch. So there we were. Kimi sat still on the high chair with the LCD in front of him while Mr. Bean's flick is being played. The stylist looked stern but she was actually nice. She put the "cape" on Kimi; the baby was hesitant; pulling it away from him so she immediately took it off. She just informed me that she'd be vacuuming the hair later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228100032154464642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SI3xR5LGcYI/AAAAAAAAAS8/mrkuFMHU_wQ/s320/DSC_0496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started off by giving Kimi a toy car to distract him. A success it is!! Snip....Snap....Snip....Snap....the scissors went and the baby got no complaints.....YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228100036964099186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SI3xSLFzpHI/AAAAAAAAATE/NlI375SrAPE/s320/DSC_0498ed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228100042346078514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SI3xSfI-ITI/AAAAAAAAATM/f0s_8EHuKjA/s320/DSC_0507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, Kimi got irritated, the lady went to get a new toy car...then a musical toy for Kimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228100050930326402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SI3xS_HnW4I/AAAAAAAAATU/Wc2JhabsSL0/s320/DSC_0508ed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby was pacified, however, the mood intervals have become shorter. Luckily, a little more cut with the razor and he's almost done. When suddenly, he threw his temper, he started to cry/scream. I had no choice but to carry him while the stylist was doing the final touches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228100062917929282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SI3xTrxrqUI/AAAAAAAAATc/gZvRaXKX2ho/s320/DSC_0511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a slight difference with the haircut on the right side from the left side but still is negligible. &lt;em&gt;Mukha na syang lalaki ngayon hehe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...ang gaan-gaan ng feeling...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32882380-1360270174678139366?l=memyselfeileen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/feeds/1360270174678139366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32882380&amp;postID=1360270174678139366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1360270174678139366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32882380/posts/default/1360270174678139366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memyselfeileen.blogspot.com/2008/07/kimis-1st-haircut.html' title='Kimi&apos;s 1st haircut'/><author><name>En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914161473331388003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/Rh4UZCDM_ZI/AAAAAAAAABs/ske9oTyuYBk/s400/5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pV3QXa1Xq2c/SI3y4Acgo0I/AAAAAAAAATk/nWswUOfecz4/s72-c/DSC_0514.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32882380.post-7806242306009220513</id><published>2008-07-25T17:12:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:54:47.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-2-Day'/><title type='text'>JULY</title><content type='html'>BUZZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've resurfaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past month's been a hectic one for us. My in-laws came for a visit, then my parents, then come Kimi's birthday. Hubi and I surely have had a "break" from babysitting, moreover, get enough sleep. Of course, we had to tour around the island again for the Nth time. Nothing much has changed in the Fine City since last year. &lt;em&gt;(..as if naman ang tagal naming nawala haha&lt;/em&gt;) More roadworks in progress in anticipation of the first F1 night race. For those without reservations yet, FYI, all hotels are already booked. In case you're planning to go during the period of the race (from Sept. 28-30), our place is available for accommodation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..for a minimum fee, that is :) *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, last weekend, we brought the tourists to the bird park. Only the bird shows seemed interesting and the man-made waterfall aviary. Too bad it rained so we weren't able to scrutinize each and every nook. Well, the park's worth a visit than the zoo &lt;em&gt;dahil halos puro baka at nuang lang ang makikita, ika nga nila&lt;/em&gt;. We're planning to go back when Kimi's a little older in that he can appreciate the animals more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture! 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