<?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-6594107</id><updated>2012-01-27T21:43:44.879+08:00</updated><category term='blogsy friends'/><category term='couch potato'/><category term='ampalaya'/><category term='link of the moment'/><category term='all around the place(s)'/><category term='it&apos;s papa'/><category term='fyi'/><category term='taggish'/><category term='totally me'/><category term='reviewer'/><category term='nonsensical'/><category term='faith'/><category term='kilig mode'/><category term='money money money'/><title type='text'>What Makes My Life Pretty?</title><subtitle type='html'>Pretty Tin, not only for the name but also the life I live.    Yes, even problems make it prettier :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>302</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-7954018103186992060</id><published>2012-01-04T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:07:09.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>2011: Dreams Can Come True</title><content type='html'>in 2011, a lot of my dreams came true in its own way. not the exact package but still it happened. and i'm really thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's now 2012, honestly, i am excited for this year coz i'm sure big (positive) things will come to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, the start of the year is not that good, bit i don't want to lose faith. so here's to a great 2012 for all of us :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-7954018103186992060?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/7954018103186992060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=7954018103186992060' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7954018103186992060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7954018103186992060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011-dreams-can-come-true.html' title='2011: Dreams Can Come True'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-8326777132222027633</id><published>2011-11-30T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T21:17:09.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link of the moment'/><title type='text'>Link of the Moment: Strangers Again</title><content type='html'>it's like most of my link of the moment posts are from &lt;a href="http://wongfuproductions.com/"&gt;wongfu productions&lt;/a&gt;.well, i love them. i love their videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the reason i like the video now is because i believe in what it says. it is true for most relationships. how two strangers fall in love and afterwards, become strangers again. sad but true. not only that but the stages mentioned are stages one relationship really goes through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think a lot of people can really relate to it, because i was surprised to see it on the facebook walls of my friends. tumblr had snapshots of it, twitter timeline with lines from the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i hope i won't experience this again. coz for my future relationship, after the comfortable/tolerance stage, instead of downhill, it would be marriage and lifetime happiness . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but right now.. i miss the feeling of kinikilig.. doing an uncontrollable smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tSdELZxEnHY" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="315"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-8326777132222027633?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/8326777132222027633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=8326777132222027633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8326777132222027633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8326777132222027633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2011/11/link-of-moment-strangers-again.html' title='Link of the Moment: Strangers Again'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tSdELZxEnHY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-6609253471606502751</id><published>2011-11-07T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:43:14.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>When Is My Birthday?</title><content type='html'>i have a group of friends who i have known for more than 10 years already. actually, i think half of my life already. they are telling me that i am keeping my birthday a secret or i am being mysterious about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i am not. it is just because i have known them for more than 10 years but they never asked for my birthday. they didn't notice that they never greeted me in a year for my birthday. and it was just recently that they became aware of my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why when they ask me now when my birthday is, i prefer not to answer. can you blame me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not mad. i just want to explain my side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-6609253471606502751?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/6609253471606502751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=6609253471606502751' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6609253471606502751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6609253471606502751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-is-my-birthday.html' title='When Is My Birthday?'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-8793641136222255530</id><published>2011-10-29T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T19:56:48.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogsy friends'/><title type='text'>Online Happiness</title><content type='html'>have you read Train Man? it's a book based on a japanese forum where a geek asked help from his online friends in dating a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know there had been a lot of news where people meet their online acquaintances and bad things happen. i'm really thankful that i am so blessed with the online friends i have met. yes, i've met some of them in real life. and most of them had been my close friends. they had been angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have said a number of times that internet had been my outlet. i'm the kind of person who doesn't like to trouble others (especially friends) about myself. when papa was sick and later on hospitalized, i didn't tell my friends. but i was thankful to twitter coz that's where i had expressed my feelings (this was during the time only 10% of my followers really know me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only that twitter and tumblr had been my company when i had to stay awake at night in the hospital for papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why am i writing this. i just want to thank my online friends for everything. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-8793641136222255530?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/8793641136222255530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=8793641136222255530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8793641136222255530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8793641136222255530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2011/10/online-happiness.html' title='Online Happiness'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-7413193574683424907</id><published>2011-10-13T00:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T00:27:20.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>God's Plans</title><content type='html'>as i've mentioned before here in my blog, 2009 had been a year of &lt;a href="http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-in-glance.html"&gt;rejection&lt;/a&gt;. it really saddened me. and for a long time, i can't accept it. i always ask God, why. but then a few months ago, i've realized why. God was helping me with things, particularly for papa's death. coz if i did not get rejected that year, for sure i won't be able to resign and also i won't be there with papa during his last few days and maybe even during his last cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows what's best for me. He knows the perfect timing for everything. and i know that if it really for you, God will provide. or as the book The Alchemist said, the universe will conspire to help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned a great lesson and that is rejection is sometimes the best answer. just have faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-7413193574683424907?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/7413193574683424907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=7413193574683424907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7413193574683424907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7413193574683424907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2011/10/gods-plans.html' title='God&apos;s Plans'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-8512726453582052758</id><published>2011-08-29T08:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T14:59:33.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Wedding Bells</title><content type='html'>"My ultimate dream is to be a wife and mother, but something tells me I'll be a bachelorette forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That line is from my friend. Scary but I also feel that way. Yes, I am scared. I guess you can't blame me especially with my age. But I still have not lost hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why have I not lost hope? Coz as mentioned in the line.. "my ultimate dream." Yes, it had been my ultimate dream. Not only now, but even when i was still a kid. I never dreamt of having a debut but i have always dreamed of a beautiful wedding. that is why i know that i would still get married. not today, not tomorrow, nor next month. but i know in my heart it will be in this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-8512726453582052758?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/8512726453582052758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=8512726453582052758' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8512726453582052758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8512726453582052758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2011/08/wedding-bells.html' title='Wedding Bells'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-9004347344031223500</id><published>2011-06-25T12:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T13:48:53.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MassKara Festival</title><content type='html'>i'm afraid of clowns. they're scary. also of people in masks. they're also scary, right? but there's one thing i want to experience despite my fears. it's to witness the MassKara Festival in Bacolod. so why this one when i'm afraid of masks? weird as it may sound but i'm not afraid of the those in masks that i see in pictures, magazines, etc. i even find them fascinating. i guess it's because they are colorful and the designs are good. and maybe by witnessing the festival in person, i can overcome my fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, mark10 was assigned once to present bacolod in the xmas party. so the kids made their own masks. and if you've seen the masks that they made, you wouldn't think that it was made by kids. since then, the MassKara Festival held a special place in my heart and now i've wanted to experience it for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's more, if i go to the festival, then that means i'll get to go to bacolod? what's wonderful in bacolod? the food! i've always seen in tv how good their food is, let me try it. and also to see the wonderful people on bacolod, friends and not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, experience MassKara Festival, Hermosa Festival and Lanzones Festivalthis October. AirPhil Express flies daily to BACOLOD, ZAMBOANGA, and CAGAYAN DE ORO from Cebu and Manila. Visit www.airphilexpress.com to book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-9004347344031223500?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/9004347344031223500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=9004347344031223500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/9004347344031223500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/9004347344031223500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2011/06/masskara-festival.html' title='MassKara Festival'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-3735042211355850158</id><published>2011-05-23T03:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T03:48:44.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s papa'/><title type='text'>Sing Me Your Song Again..</title><content type='html'>i don't know what's with this week but i really miss papa so much this week. death is truly another thing than being separated. coz before, even if we don't talk, i know he was just there. that it will just be a phase. and i was right. but now, it's death. it's like it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to admit, i still have not really accepted his death. when i pray for him on my own, most of the time my next lines would be.. "Lord, serious? he's really dead?" then i would think that maybe we killed him more having him cremated, coz it's like since he is cremated, he won't have a chance to rise again, incase it was a mistake that he died. and this is coming from me who saw him die. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i got to listen to Jose Mari Chan's Sing Me Your Song Again Daddy. which made me miss him more. and of course this made me cry. coz last yr (or was it two years ago?), meyms mentioned that song and i listened to it, and i already cried. and that was a time he was still alive and death is far from our minds. so what more now, that he is not here. that song is a special song. why? coz it was literally my song for him when i was still a kid. i think he knows it. so, it makes it sad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who don't know the song, here it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lPCwhsFrgSw" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-3735042211355850158?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/3735042211355850158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=3735042211355850158' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3735042211355850158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3735042211355850158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2011/05/sing-me-your-song-again.html' title='Sing Me Your Song Again..'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lPCwhsFrgSw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-8274323304240346240</id><published>2011-03-26T13:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T08:56:06.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>I Want to Understand</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font: inherit;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1292966368"&gt;&lt;table id="yiv1292966368bodyDrftID" class="yiv1292966368" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td id="yiv1292966368drftMsgContent" style="font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; font-size-adjust: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;before the year 2009 ended, i had a plan for the beginning of 2010. but as i mentioned &lt;a href="http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-in-glance.html"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt;, 2009 was a year of rejection for me. that meant my plans for 2010 was not able to push thru. yes, i admit, it saddened me. and my sister was really affected (which touched me). i replaced that plan with something else. a first-time for me, something i enjoyed also. but still it was different. until now, i still can't understand why it happened. i still want to know why. why God chose a different plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this  year, when i hear that that plan of mine is happening to other people.. of course i'm happy for them but still my heart feels a little hurt. i'm not sure if i'm obvious but one time when someone announced it to me and my sister, my sister asked me afterwards if my heart stopped when i heard  about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, i admit. i am bitter. why won't i be? i wanted it so bad. and it was really disheartening since i did it honestly. yes, another reason why i was so bitter. and it's like it is happening to everyone except me, and i wanted it more than them. it was something i was planning for. i should not really plan. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-8274323304240346240?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/8274323304240346240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=8274323304240346240' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8274323304240346240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8274323304240346240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-want-to-understand.html' title='I Want to Understand'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-1367554410116933814</id><published>2011-03-07T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T10:30:47.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link of the moment'/><title type='text'>Link of the Moment: I Hear the Fish</title><content type='html'>i accidentally found this video and i've seen it a number of times already. but even until now, i can still feel the kid's crying. huhuhu. poor kid but he is so cute. i wonder if he eats fish now or did he turn vegetarian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Doi5ssJNSuY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-1367554410116933814?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/1367554410116933814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=1367554410116933814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1367554410116933814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1367554410116933814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2011/03/link-of-moment-i-hear-fish.html' title='Link of the Moment: I Hear the Fish'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Doi5ssJNSuY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-7795026919812065595</id><published>2011-02-28T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T13:57:53.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>realizations</title><content type='html'>my father convinced me to study in uplb so that i would learn to be independent. after 4 years, i don't think i achieved what my father meant as independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but last january, for only a month, i think i got what he meant by independence. being in a very far away place, i have to do some work that i do not do at home. i think this was what papa meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in that one month time, i have realized a lot. from what i cannot live without (someone should do my laundry, hehe); the importance of milk to my skin (also how i can slim down coz i don't drink milk); why i still don't have any kids (though my kids would really be different from my "daughters" that's for sure); my relationship with my family esp my father; how city-girl i am; how spoiled i am; and a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i've learned all that about myself for only a month. i wonder what lessons will the rest of the year bring me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-7795026919812065595?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/7795026919812065595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=7795026919812065595' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7795026919812065595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7795026919812065595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2011/02/realizations.html' title='realizations'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-3109147156618020724</id><published>2011-02-14T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:56:22.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>I Am Old?!</title><content type='html'>mark10 kids are really young (umm.. kids?), and even if they are really really young, i never felt old with them. actually, i don't feel old until last month an essay about a barbershop was written by jason (already a middleschool student and not from mark10). here's our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tin: it was opened 1990? then it's not old&lt;br /&gt;jason: it is old&lt;br /&gt;tin: it's 1990! it's not old!&lt;br /&gt;jason: yes, it is. it was opened before i was born.&lt;br /&gt;tin: when were you born?&lt;br /&gt;jason: 1996&lt;br /&gt;(realization hit me: "oh my! i am old." i dont' know why, but still i asked..)&lt;br /&gt;jason: umm.. older&lt;br /&gt;obama (interrupting): grandmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: they both know my real age. i know i'm not old yet to be a grandmother, but still after this conversation, i really felt old.&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-7352720831528313318</id><published>2011-02-08T16:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T16:43:08.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s papa'/><title type='text'>My Number One Reader</title><content type='html'>i lost a reader last year. though he always denied that he reads my blog, i know he did. how? 1) he would ask me questions that i haven't mentioned nto him or anyone except my blog; 2) when i looked at the monitor screen one time, he tried to look at another window but i can see the minimized window below; 3) my blog's url is listed in his phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why was he reading my blog? either he is interested in my life, or he is trying to see if i have written something about him again. well, i can't blame him. i think more than half of the time, i have mentioned him in my entries. i think he is the one person i have mentioned most here. we even fought once because of something he has read in my blog that has really hurt him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as my honor to him, i will write once in a while about him. and i guess, i should add another tag/label that is about him. i would not write about him just because he is an avid reader of my blog (feeler! hahaha), but i guess that's my way to remind the world about him. i know our relationship was damaged before and was not restored back to it's original state but i don't think he should be forgotten. he had been my pillar for 20 years, and even afterwards (but not as much). and because of him, i have proven the saying: the more you hate, the more you love. because even if i hated him so much before, i still loved him so much that's why it was really painful. nope, he never apologized to me but forgiveness is still something i am trying to give him. yes, i cannot say i have truly forgiven him coz even after his death, there are still instances i would learn that would hurt me as his daughter, but one thing for sure, i love him. and i am thankful that he is my father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-7352720831528313318?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/7352720831528313318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=7352720831528313318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7352720831528313318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-priority:99;  mso-style-qformat:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin-top:0in;  mso-para-margin-right:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt;  mso-para-margin-left:0in;  line-height:115%;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:11.0pt;  font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";  mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;  mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With my age, I am expected to get married already. The common questions asked at me are “Are you married? When are you getting married? Why are you not yet married?” My usual answer would be, I am already married but I did not invite you on my wedding day and the groom was also not invited. Or that I would get married the next day already. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Honestly, I am tired of those questions. Who would not get tired? Then after the questions, people would speculate that I am too choosy. Umm.. I have no choices? Then they would say that I should try dating. Okay.. who should I date? I have not closed my doors at dating. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I know there are a lot of options where you can find potential dates, and there are online sites such as &lt;a href="http://www.benaughty.com/uk/online-dating/Greater_London/London.html"&gt;BeNaughty.com&lt;/a&gt; where you can find these dates or partners. And there are a lot of people who was successful in finding their husbands/wives via these online dating sites. So, I guess it is also valid, right? So have I tried it? No. Will I try it? Let us just wait and see. Because one thing I have realized last month is the reason why I have no kids yet (no, not because of medical reasons).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-1459158977922937282?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/1459158977922937282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=1459158977922937282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1459158977922937282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1459158977922937282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2011/02/lets-go-dating.html' title='Let&apos;s Go Dating'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-7615582309638031227</id><published>2010-12-20T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T10:23:14.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>let me sing first: "2010 big bang.. uh-huh.. it goes.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 is an unforgettable year. lots of things happened this year that don't happen regularly. good and sad things happen but comparing to 2009, i like 2010 more. yes, even if i lost papa this year, i still don;t consider 2010 a bad year. so what's different with 2010? let me count the ways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i traveled all by myself.  well, it still seems like not travelling on my own coz it is just like i went to makati and met with friends. everyday i had lunch and dinner dates with friends. my time alone was only 2 hours a day. hahaha. but that travel really made me feel blessed with friends. thank you my dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i DJ-ed online. it was a fun experience. will try to do it more often next year. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. had a lunchdate with Papa on a weekday. of course, it won't happen again. but it was really memorable for me coz Papa was the only one i had a lunchdate on a work day. i don't meet friends during lunchtime when i'm at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. first time to travel with my sister  and friends at the same time. and got to explore the streets on my own looking for a church and hearing mass all by myself even if i don't understand a word said. hehehe. also it's possible to still be able to fly even if you leave 5pm from qc and your flight is at 7pm. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  attended youth camp for the first time. i may be the oldest participant but still i had lots of fun. and this year, somehow i am like a part of the youth ministry again. and became participative with bld activities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. resigned from work even if i still don't have a work. and til now i still don't have a fulltime work, but i don't regret my decision. it was like Papa God was arranging everything for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. first time to travel to tagaytay just by commuting and all by myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. becoming a tutor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. this year my sister met most of my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. i didn't attend any weddings. if last year i had been so active in weddings as part of entourage or mass. this year, i only got invited once (as a guest) and i was not able to attend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. papa passed away. but am happy that i got spend time with him in the hospital even if all we did was fight. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. super backache. as in i can't stand. i don't want to experience that again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit: added 13 &amp;amp; 14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. for the first time in my 30 years of existence, i didn't go to the beach this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. my bday was great, full of surprises. received video greetings from friends (i really love it). received a special cake delivery. started my bday week with a korean dinner and ended my bday with a korean dinner + noraebang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after writing the above, i realized that most of the things that are memorable to me are good things. that is why i know i am blessed. but it was not only good or fun memories for 2010, there also had been those that really made me down. and having an outlet really helped me keep my sanity. that is why i am thankful for my online outlet. and to all those who read my everyday rants, raves, spazzings, thank you! thank you!  thank you for your patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not have been to a new place this year, nor went to the beach  (first time after 30 years), i am sure 2011 would bring me more fun  adventure and new places to explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still thankful for 2010. and i am now claiming that 2011 would be a wonderful and really blessed year for me, for all of us :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-7615582309638031227?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/7615582309638031227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=7615582309638031227' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7615582309638031227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7615582309638031227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-8057473184679296569</id><published>2010-11-17T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T10:25:08.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Timing</title><content type='html'>if you guys still didn't know, i do not have a job now. why? coz i resigned from my job effective sept. 1. and yes, i did resign even if i still do not have another work waiting for me. my original plan is to rest for one month and start working again in october. but that didn't happen. still no work when september ended. but you know what? everything worked for a reason. papa gad been hospitalized and then died, and i was always in the hospital and the wake. so my october is basically for papa. a week after the cremation, i got backpain. as in total backpain that i can't move. it started tuesday and i just rested for the whole week. week after is my birthweek so enjoy week for me. hehe. but starting this week and the following weeks, i don't know already. but i trust in God's plan and His perfect timing. i am sure He won't abandon me. and He is there helping me arrange my life. thank You Papa God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-8057473184679296569?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/8057473184679296569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=8057473184679296569' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8057473184679296569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8057473184679296569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/11/timing.html' title='Timing'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-4028014002854266892</id><published>2010-10-27T03:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T11:38:12.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s papa'/><title type='text'>Closure</title><content type='html'>This is my brother's eulogy for my papa. i entitled it Closure coz after his speech, everyone who heard it kept on telling me that finally eric had closure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to family and friends who had been with us not only during the wake but also two weeks ago when he was admitted to the hospital. you truly are blessings to us. will write a post about my dad soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;ic is the nickname that his loved ones used to call him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;ach and every day, they would all smile and laugh with him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;herished to Elizabeth Racho, his only chick,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;o his kids also: TIntin and Yanyan and Eric.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;h, they had a wonderful and fantabulous life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;hen Recto committed something that is very wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;dultery was what he did and actually longed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;etrayed! Why have you done this?” His family queried.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;nd he said, “It just happened.” Did he want to be freed?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;inging and then thundering in his family’s ears&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;re pain, hatred and other emotions which bring tears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;one of these, however, could really bring back our dad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;oned away from his family because of his bad,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;way he set off, with his family’s relatives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;ecto was a man who thought with logic and freely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;nd even though he had done this to his family,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;herished Beth, TIntin, Yanyan and Eric still love him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;ow they wish, again, to kiss him and to embrace him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;h, because they all had a wonderful life with him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;t’s true that he is not the perfect and best father.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ure, there are those who do not leave their children’s mother,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;nd those who’ll choose their family over another.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;od, however, has given Ric to my family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;egardless of all his faults, he still loved us deeply.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;ven until his death, we all still took care of him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;nd it’s because we love him, and not due to some whim.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;his, even, can’t fully express our love for Papa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;inally, he taught us what a true family is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;nd on his bed, he gave effort to give us a kiss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;eaching us to be independent or on our own,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;e taught us to be faithful and to reap what we’ve sown.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;specially now, may Papa be with Our Father.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;ecto Tabaranza Racho is a great father.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-4028014002854266892?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/4028014002854266892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=4028014002854266892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4028014002854266892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4028014002854266892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/10/closure.html' title='Closure'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-1269655138538991799</id><published>2010-10-06T11:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T12:20:54.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link of the moment'/><title type='text'>Link of the Moment: Let's Dance to this Song</title><content type='html'>i'm going to share a music video below. what makes the music video special? well, it gave me inspiration. how? the star in the mv is kev jumba (he's in amazing race now with his dad). and if you have heard him sing.. you'll be surprised that he has a mv. iyaz told him in his face that he doesn't want to sing with him coz he can't sing. trust me, he really can't. and also, see how philip wang dances in the video. another reason for me to be inspired. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're not aware of it, i have the best singing voice in town. and i can dance so well, that i would win first place if i join contests. okay, in all honesty, i am honest. bwahaha. for the first time i'm going to hell. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why this mv gave me hope that i can have my own mv in the future. this mv is part of the funemployed webseries that is a funny series in youtube. and also, my sister and i would somehow get a last-song syndrome when we hear this. and the lyrics of the song is really true. the most cliche pop song. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you'll also enjoy the video. wait! i don't need to be a youtube star to have my own mv, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4MVFAx-AX3c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4MVFAx-AX3c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-1269655138538991799?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/1269655138538991799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=1269655138538991799' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1269655138538991799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1269655138538991799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/10/link-of-moment-lets-dance-to-this-song.html' title='Link of the Moment: Let&apos;s Dance to this Song'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-4288846048963591943</id><published>2010-09-13T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T22:25:47.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link of the moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>Link of the Moment: Kpop Dances</title><content type='html'>when people saw me last week, i heard several comments that i'm slimming down. and all i can think of is.. "wow, digital bounce is effective." what is digital bounce? my exercise. hehe. it's a song by se7en. i dance to it, i (try to) follow the choreography. hehe. it's a cool choreo, even my brother likes it. he hates kpop, but the choreo for this song passed. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the vid and you'll know how great the choreo is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eN7bS8xXvpg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eN7bS8xXvpg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing to kpop had been my form of exercise since late last year. i don't know why but ring ding dong had been my official dance. when they hear ring ding dong, they would remember me. and my mom's ringtone for me is even ring ding dong. hahaha. i haven't really said goodbye to this song, i still dance it (almost) everyday. but i dance to digital bounce more now. i really don't know why i chose this dance/song from all the dances/songs out there, maybe you'll know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AJ1zb10EluA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AJ1zb10EluA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-4288846048963591943?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/4288846048963591943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=4288846048963591943' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4288846048963591943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4288846048963591943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/09/link-of-moment-kpop-dances.html' title='Link of the Moment: Kpop Dances'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-260094649552069681</id><published>2010-09-11T08:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T09:49:10.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>What's Up?</title><content type='html'>i have been active in other sites, hahaha. updating my status every hour(?). anyway, just want to share some of my status for the past week so you'll know also what's up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- yipee! several ppl are telling me that i have slimmed down. i guess digital bounce is effective :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;- i'm really inlove with kenshin of samurai x. hihi ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;- if 2009 had been a year of disapointments, 2010 is a cheerful year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;- weee! I passed the exams. Thank You Papa God. ok,let's wait for the next step&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;- my mom &amp;amp; i are having an argument right now about pnoy not talking to tsang when he called (during the hostage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;- okay. it's not horse shit but the fan. it could have exploded anytime if we haven't seen it -- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i posted earlier that it smells like horse shit at home and i don't know where it's coming from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;- in memory of lfo's vocalist, am now listening to i don't want to kiss you goodnight. i love this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"i'm your sister. it's my job to terrify you." - going the distance.&lt;br /&gt;this is true with my sister. that's why i love her. she is supportive but she is also honest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i want to visit a science museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;- it annoys me when people doesn't know how to say thank you. its just basic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;- though i can's make you smile, i ain't gonna make you cry. - girl rock, epik high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;- i  know now my purpose in life while i have no job. to wake my brother up.  i've been waking him up everyday. dunno know y i wake up rly early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-260094649552069681?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/260094649552069681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=260094649552069681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/260094649552069681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/260094649552069681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/09/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s Up?'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-2683733949840147548</id><published>2010-09-09T06:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T07:11:16.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all around the place(s)'/><title type='text'>All By Myself</title><content type='html'>... travelling. that's what i'd like to experience even just once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i envy some friends who went out of town by themselves. i have plans of that kind for the longest time but it still has not happened due to different factors. and honestly i don't know how i'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i've travelled to singapore all by myself but i won't consider it as being all by myself. why? i stayed with my friend (thank ljieu!) and i have lunch and dinner dates with different friends everyday (am really happy to see my friends. and thank you). trust me when i say that my singapore trip is just like a trip to makati. when asked what i did in singapore, well, it is to see my friends and visit them. literally. that's why i'm also glad that i made that trip alone. coz my schedule was already jampacked just meeting my friends. but it was fun. and meeting my friends made me travel from one end of singapore to another. thank you friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back to the main topic. still, i want to explore a place on my own. i guess, next time i would travel alone i would not choose singapore. but that's the only place my mom would allow me to (if on my own). i think she'll approve of me visiting alone singapore than baguio or davao, etc. sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-2683733949840147548?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/2683733949840147548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=2683733949840147548' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2683733949840147548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2683733949840147548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-by-myself.html' title='All By Myself'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-6277359328058572073</id><published>2010-09-03T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T22:51:31.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Easily Influenced</title><content type='html'>last week, i bought nutella. the week before it's california maki twister. and why did i buy them? coz they're being posted by my friends in social networking sites, it got me craving for those thus buying them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after buying the nutella, i realized how easily influenced i am with the statuses of my friends. or how i get envious easily? hahaha. i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember before, some friends and i were talking about hotdogs. it really got me want to eat hotdogs, so i went out to go to ministop just to buy hotdog. the statuses also made me crave for quickly, mcdo breakfast, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this just proves, i'm weak when it comes to food ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-6277359328058572073?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/6277359328058572073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=6277359328058572073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6277359328058572073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6277359328058572073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/09/easily-influenced.html' title='Easily Influenced'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-4280371156311273677</id><published>2010-09-03T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T22:41:25.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money money money'/><title type='text'>Living Independently</title><content type='html'>i think in other countries, people my age is living on their own. i'm sure some of them are looking for &lt;a href="http://www.yousaytoo.com/how-to-find-hud-apartments-for-rent/76438"&gt;HUD apartments for rent&lt;/a&gt;. maybe they find it by browsing the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how do they pay it? maybe, by loan? or talking to those &lt;a href="http://www.yousaytoo.com/buying-or-selling-a-structured-settlement/208491"&gt;selling structured settlement&lt;/a&gt; for a better option?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i don't know. but what i do know is that if they are filipinos, most likely than not, they will be having &lt;a href="http://www.yousaytoo.com/pinoy24-tv-channel/87679"&gt;pinoy 24 tv&lt;/a&gt; to ease the homesickness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-4280371156311273677?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/4280371156311273677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=4280371156311273677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4280371156311273677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4280371156311273677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/09/living-independently.html' title='Living Independently'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-4308366240927249326</id><published>2010-09-02T13:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T13:35:39.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link of the moment'/><title type='text'>Link of the Moment: The Allergy</title><content type='html'>i don't smoke. never tried it. i have lots of friends who do. this is the only discipline that i have in my body, i won't smoke. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was in college, and even after college, people thought i smoke. i guess coz of my friends, and i don't know.. i look like someone who does? anyway, i know it's hard for people to quit. i don't nag my friends to quit. but they know that i'm not into it and would prefer for them to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found this hilarious video, a campaign for the American Cancer Society. and as the video asks, what i your motivation? i guess, it's all about that. my sister quit smoking for vanity reasons, and she did it. i don't know what your motivation is, but i guess if you have one, you can achieve your goal. so for those who quit smoking, what was your motivation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wUSWXzHi0GE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_detailpage&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wUSWXzHi0GE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_detailpage&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-4308366240927249326?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/4308366240927249326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=4308366240927249326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4308366240927249326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4308366240927249326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/09/link-of-moment-allergy.html' title='Link of the Moment: The Allergy'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-1447934587014543836</id><published>2010-08-28T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T08:01:42.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>nonsense post</title><content type='html'>don't mind this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an aging actor oh so furious      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i won't tell why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-1447934587014543836?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/1447934587014543836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=1447934587014543836' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1447934587014543836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1447934587014543836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/08/nonsense-post.html' title='nonsense post'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-5047067647843368792</id><published>2010-08-15T08:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T09:08:52.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Are We Close?</title><content type='html'>i really appreciate it when people turn to me and ask me to pray for them coz they say that i am close to Papa God. but honestly, i find it funny at the same time and would like to tell them you're mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i also feel far from God and ask prayers from some friends telling them the same reason. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in reality, i know that we are all close to God. He is trying to close the distance from us in an equal manner, it's just that we are the ones who widens the gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i don't know how to end this post. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-5047067647843368792?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/5047067647843368792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=5047067647843368792' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5047067647843368792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5047067647843368792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/08/are-we-close.html' title='Are We Close?'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-8118314793205794403</id><published>2010-08-06T02:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T03:17:12.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link of the moment'/><title type='text'>Link of the Moment: Canon in D</title><content type='html'>i don't want to neglect my this site, but i don't know why can't i think of things to write. actually, i do. but when i start to open the site, it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got an idea. an idea from an acquaintance who asked me to share with her my favorite link for her bday, but what i did is for a month, i shared something new everyday. so that's what i do, i'll share a new link (almost) everyday. for those subscribed to my blog (i have a subscriber?!?!), sorry to flood you with posts. hehe. anyway, i honestly think i'll not be able to post something everyday. and i don't know how regular the post may be, so i'm just going to name it Link of the Moment. hehe. oh by the way, as early as now, i'm warning you that there will be a lot of kpop stuff. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my first link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like Canon in D. i think it's the only classical music that i can listen to over and over again without getting sleepy. first time i heard it in the movie My Sassy Girl, i fell inlove with it easily. and there had been a time that i listened to it the whole day in different variations. haha. some friends also like it that they used it as their wedding march (argh! they beat me into it. hehe). i don't know how to play the piano, and definitely not the guitar (eventhough i had guitar lessons in the past), but i think it's not that easy playing it in guitar. that's why this video amazes me. and i think a lot of people also with 75million hits already. enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QjA5faZF1A8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QjA5faZF1A8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-8118314793205794403?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-884220867032429430</id><published>2010-06-27T08:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T09:15:40.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogsy friends'/><title type='text'>My Blog</title><content type='html'>i am sorry for not updating my blog and for posting nonsense stuff most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;i always have an idea on what to write, but when i start writing, i can't think of words. i've always opened the New Post link of blogspot, but then it's just blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then just now, i've realized my blog is already 6-years old. maybe that's the reason i can't leave this blog even if there are a lot of sites that i can transfer to (multiply, facebook, etc.). this blogspot site of mine has become my home here in the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful for this blog. this had been my rant center for a time. this had been where i expressed my emotions, my angst, happiness, my all. it had been helpful to me emotionally. this blog has also made me earn some money which i spent for really crazy stuff that i should not be spending on. and there are my blogsy friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for all those who continue to visit my blog. i came to know a lot of people thru this site. i've met a few, i'm still connected to some via other social networking sites. these blogsy friends who have encouraged me, put a smile on my face, for being a friend in the cyberspace. sorry if i have not visited your site for sometime. but you guys have a special place in my heart and that is no joke. honestly, i have learned a lot from you. thank you, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! six years! i never expected that my blog would last this long. and when i started it, i never thought that it would be a special site for me. i just thought it's just one of those sites that i would register in. but this site has been a meaningful site for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you everyone. and thank you blogspot :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-884220867032429430?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/884220867032429430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=884220867032429430' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/884220867032429430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/884220867032429430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-blog.html' title='My Blog'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-5785463602111270000</id><published>2010-05-23T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T06:05:08.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviewer'/><title type='text'>Hongkong &amp; Me (H&amp;M)</title><content type='html'>how do my sister and i tour the streets of hongkong? by finding &lt;a href="http://hm.com"&gt;H&amp;amp;M&lt;/a&gt; stores. at first, i was thinking of what's the big deal with the store, and we still have to go to hongkong just to visit it. then we went, and bam! now, it's my favorite store. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h&amp;amp;n stores can be found in malls, but where are these malls? now, that's the challenge for me and my sister. we would get the store locations from the net, then with the hongkong map on hand, we would look for it. believe me! we have seen more of hongkong and known hongkong coz of this. may it be hongkong central or kowloon side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's so great about this store that it became my favorite store and would go into much trouble of looking for it's different branches?&lt;br /&gt;1. the stuff sold there are really nice. for the first time, i regretted not buying a dress i saw&lt;br /&gt;2. it's not expensive. and my sister told me that you can find something similar to other known brands but they would be priced double&lt;br /&gt;3. the staff are great. hands down. really helpful&lt;br /&gt;4. and as i mentioned, you would be able to tour hongkong by looking for the stores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how great the store is? my sister and i visited three locations. and for all those stores, there are really lots of people. as in lots of people. may it be a weekday or weekend, office hours or not. so my tip for you is that to fit the clothes at the men's department, and pay your goods there also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why am i blogging about this store? nothing, i am just happy with the store. it's my new favorite, remember?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-5785463602111270000?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/5785463602111270000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=5785463602111270000' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5785463602111270000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5785463602111270000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/05/hongkong-me-h.html' title='Hongkong &amp; Me (H&amp;M)'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-6348158687130692601</id><published>2010-03-28T10:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T10:34:24.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Lent</title><content type='html'>it's the lenten season once again. next week is already the holy week. i know there are a lot of controversies that are going on in the church right now, but i do hope that it doesn't make us lose our faith in God. i don't want to preach or debate about religion here, i just pray that the readers would have a reflective and relaxing holy week. whatever religion we may belong to, it just boils down to faith and doing good deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everyone, let's bring love this Christmas day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-6348158687130692601?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/6348158687130692601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=6348158687130692601' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6348158687130692601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6348158687130692601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/03/lent.html' title='Lent'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-1996185743996204595</id><published>2010-03-28T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T10:11:12.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money money money'/><title type='text'>Energy</title><content type='html'>Earth Day was just celebrated. importance of earth day is to protect the earth by saving energy. well, there are also a lot of alternative energy such as clean coal, etc. and there is a company that specializes in renewable energy, biosolids, opportunity fuels. &lt;a href="%3Ca%20rel=%22nofollow%22%20href=%22http://www.bloggerwave.com/Bloggerwave/c/391/7338/0%22%3Ehttp://www.nviro.com%3C/a%3E"&gt;N-Viro&lt;/a&gt; has been around for ages and has developed and licensed its technology to municipalities and private companies since 1993. Here's a clip to introduce you to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.bloggerwave.com/Bloggerwave/c/391/7338/0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bloggerwave.com:8080/Bloggerwave/uploadImages/302192102_1269521863339_1.jpg" style="border-style:none; " alt="" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloggerwave.com" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img style="border-style:none;" src="http://www.bloggerwave.com/Bloggerwave/v/391/7338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-1996185743996204595?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/1996185743996204595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=1996185743996204595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1996185743996204595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1996185743996204595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/03/energy.html' title='Energy'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-9077184682000655007</id><published>2010-03-18T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T13:01:06.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>are you aware that on March 27 at 8:30pm, the world is celebrating earth hour? what does it mean? well, just that you have to close the lights for one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earth hour 2008 is memorable for me. but i forgot the exact date for it. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends had planned to go to Anawangin, an island in Zambales with no electricity. they're leaving early morning of Saturday, and i said i can't join them coz i have to finish something at work. saturday, i was in the office. and received lots of notifications about earth hour. then i thought if there'll be no lights for an hour, what will i do? and since i'm okay with my work already and my friends are leaving late, i said i'll go with them. they said they'll leave at 10am, good! but when i was going down the elevator (in the office), i realized it's already 10am. hahaha. good thing, they still have a friend who'll go at a later time.. giving me enough time to go home and pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there, last minute decision. but i'm really glad i joined them. it was a fun experience and i met new people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-9077184682000655007?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/9077184682000655007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=9077184682000655007' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/9077184682000655007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/9077184682000655007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/03/earth.html' title='Earth Hour'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-7088467319121234262</id><published>2010-02-21T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:26:52.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>Confessions of a (Non) Shopaholic</title><content type='html'>i'm not a shopaholic. actually, i hate shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came from a workshop and we went to duty free shops. they were able to buy something, i didn't buy anything. i just roamed the store once, then sat down and just watched a movie. hahaha. then we went to a 2nd store, they all said it's okay not to go there anymore coz they won't buy anything, but they all left again the store with something. and once again, i roamed the store, sat down somewhere and continued my movie. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i went to singapore on my own and got a 2 hours free time for myself instead of going shopping, i went ot the national library. hahaha. oh! and i went to mustafa (almost everyone told me to go there so i can find goods that are cheap). so i went there the next day on my own and really looked for it. but when i  got there, i just roamed the store and was not able to buy anything. true! it's really cheap there, but nothing captured my attention. it's like i just went there for adventure and experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how do i shop clothes for myself? i bring my sister. she'll choose the clothes, ill fit it and pay. unless, something really grabs my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is why i'm really confused why my sister likes me as her shopping companion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-7088467319121234262?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/7088467319121234262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=7088467319121234262' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7088467319121234262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7088467319121234262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/02/confessions-of-non-shopaholic.html' title='Confessions of a (Non) Shopaholic'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-7130596859018181422</id><published>2010-02-10T03:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T03:34:16.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>February....</title><content type='html'>... only has 28 days this year&lt;br /&gt;... is the second month of the year&lt;br /&gt;... has just started but will end soon&lt;br /&gt;... is the love month&lt;br /&gt;... and the (chinese) new year month&lt;br /&gt;... is the birth month of some of my blogsy friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... i just want to post something but i can't think of anything to post. hehe. well, i have an idea but am not yet done writing it, so for now just this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy chinese new year everyone! happy valentine's day! and happy birthday to those who are celebrating their birthdays :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-7130596859018181422?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/7130596859018181422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=7130596859018181422' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7130596859018181422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7130596859018181422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/02/february.html' title='February....'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-2620876160573663759</id><published>2010-01-10T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:37:54.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviewer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couch potato'/><title type='text'>And the Series Goes On</title><content type='html'>i admit. i love watching drama series. and somehow, i prefer asian series. why? because they are just a number of episodes. unlike american series that have lots of seasons. it's just that, sometimes after the first season, i don't get to follow anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are my favorite series. you could try watching them if you like. i'm sure you could find subbed versions. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Bad_Family"&gt;Bad Family/Wanted: Perfect Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.mysoju.com/images/upload/350px-Wanted_Perfect_Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 229px;" src="http://static.mysoju.com/images/upload/350px-Wanted_Perfect_Family.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vacation period.. tv was on a local channel for our maid. so i got to see an episode and i think i became curious or had some questions on the episode. so i tried to look for it on the internet. watched it and liked it. the kid made me cry. and i got introduced to heechul of super junior. but i still didn't know super junior that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summary (korean series):&lt;br /&gt;a little girl was the only survivor when her family met an accident. she had amnesia and the doctors said that what could help her is to recreate her family and have her experience happy moments. so her dad's secretary hired "uncle" to create a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Bambino%21"&gt;Bambino&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/drama/es/images/1/12/Bambino01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 317px;" src="http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/drama/es/images/1/12/Bambino01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have written about &lt;a href="http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/03/bambino.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; before. really an inspirational drama series for me. and i have seen this when i needed it most. a good watch for those who are having a hard time with their career lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summary (japanese series):&lt;br /&gt;bambino came to tokyo to be an italian chef. he realized that being a chef is not an easy task&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Devil_Beside_You"&gt;Devil Beside You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a163/ngkwanmui/drama/Devil_beside_you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a163/ngkwanmui/drama/Devil_beside_you.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;because of some multiply posts, i watched another taiwanese series. then someone recommended this. i started watching this, and i prefer this than the other series that was talked about. hehe. common story actually. honestly, i don't know why i included this. maybe just to add something from taiwan. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summary (taiwanese series):&lt;br /&gt;qi yue is admitting her love to her crush thru a love letter, but he didn't see it. and next thing, it was in the hands of the school's biggest bully. they got close but then the bully's dad is marrying qi yue's mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_drama_Full_House.php"&gt;Fullhouse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hancinema.net/photos/photo3418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 514px; height: 384px;" src="http://www.hancinema.net/photos/photo3418.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is the first korean series i watched in dvd. caught some episodes of it in our local channel and liked it. and it's popular here. so i borrowed the dvd, and i love it. really funny. i like rain here better than in ninja assassin. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summary (korean series):&lt;br /&gt;a famous actor bought a house and lived in it without the knowledge of the owner. in order for the owner, an ordinary girl, to get the house back, she served as his servant and then they had a contract marriage with the house at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maging_Sino_Ka_Man"&gt;Maging Sino Ka Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kabayancentral.com/video/star/stmskmv10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 350px;" src="http://www.kabayancentral.com/video/star/stmskmv10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another series that i have posted about before. my family was able to watch the pilot episode. because of that, we had watched this drama. and because i liked it. especially the &lt;a href="http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2007/05/quotable-quotes.html"&gt;lines&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summary (filipino series):&lt;br /&gt;jackie was believed to be dead. she had amnesia and met eli, a poor boy. they got married in the province. but in reality, jackie is a rich girl who is an only daughter and has a fiancee, jb. there is also jackie's cousin who is also her bestfriend, celine, who is inlove with jb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_drama_The_Slingshot.php"&gt;The Slingshot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_drama_The_Slingshot.php"&gt;/ Story of a Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hancinema.net/photos/photo84106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 550px;" src="http://www.hancinema.net/photos/photo84106.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;saw this accidentally, which is a good thing. i was doing something and the channel in our tv was on kbs world. and this is the show that was being shown that time. caught a few scenes, then later on i realized i was really watching already. then i researched on when the next episodes will be shown, and started really watching it. this was not popular in korea, but i really love it, and i have not seen any bad reviews yet. it's not your typical series. not a love story, but a suspense that talks about stocks, business, politics, etc. and what makes it good is that it is a battle of wits, on how the lead can outsmart the bad guy. and i really told my sister to watch it. now, we're watching it. yes, it's okay with me to repeat it. and i have not seen the first episodes, so it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just saw the tagline: "his sling was in his hand and he approached goliath." now i know why it's titled slingshot. hehehe. but the tagline is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summary (korean series):&lt;br /&gt;kim shin is seeking revenge for the death of her brother who committed suicide due to bankcruptcy of his company because of false reports. he is against chae do wu,  son of the chairman of a large company. do wu is a smart evil guy, and has to outwit him to be able to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_drama_Soul_Mate.php"&gt;Soulmate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jaycee05.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/photo17912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 348px;" src="http://jaycee05.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/photo17912.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;honestly, i can't remember how i came across this series. i just remembered looking for reviews on the series, and they are all good reviews. haven't seen anything bad. so i really tried to look for subbed videos (which is really hard). finally, the broken links were fixed. and one soul from australia was kind enough, she sent me a dvd of the series! as she said, sharing is good.&lt;br /&gt;this series made me think if soulmates do really exist. and this has the best &lt;a href="http://www.dramabeans.com/media-stuff/soulmate-song-list/"&gt;ost&lt;/a&gt;! and the ost is in english!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summary (korean series):&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i don't know how to summarize this. dong wook is a playboy, met a naive girl. then he met his soulmate without knowing it, until he realized she is his soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_drama_You__re_Beautiful.php"&gt;You Are Beautiful&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hancinema.net/photos/fullsizephoto100888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 464px; height: 464px;" src="http://www.hancinema.net/photos/fullsizephoto100888.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got curious about this since i've kept on reading articles about its premier. so i said, i'll try to watch the first episode. my sister watched with me. then next thing we know, we've been addicted already. it was shown in korea on wednesdays and thursdays, my sister and i would be excited for thursdays and fridays because that's when the subs would come out. hehe. quotable quotes also, which appeared in my facebook statuses. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summary (korean series):&lt;br /&gt;go mi nam pretended to be her brother as new member of the popular all boy-group a.n.jell. two of the members know that go mi nam is really a girl and is falling for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for a bad summary. and nonsense review. if you've got time, it's nice to check out even just one of the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why i wrote this? i don't know, maybe by writing the series that i like you still get an idea on the real me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone's having a good 2010 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, the pictures are from the url when you click it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-2620876160573663759?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/2620876160573663759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=2620876160573663759' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2620876160573663759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2620876160573663759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-series-goes-on.html' title='And the Series Goes On'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a163/ngkwanmui/drama/th_Devil_beside_you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-3815073971937395474</id><published>2009-12-26T09:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T10:19:49.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>2009 in a Glance</title><content type='html'>2009 is like a blur for me. i really didn't notice it passing. i'm surprised that it's already coming to an end. and for the first time in my 29 years of existence, i forgot that it was my birthday. i think three words that can describe my 2009. it's the year of anti-socialness, rejection, and kpop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. anti-socialness - i rarely saw my friends this year. it's really sad that i can't join them. and one day i realized i don't know them anymore. so for december, i try to catch up. i tried to accept all the invitations of my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. rejection - several applications (no, not for work. well, except for fso) and got rejected on all of these. well, i understand what happened with fso. took the exam in my worst condition (super backache and runny nose) that i really can't concentrate on the exams. for the others, i also understand. except for my last application, totally can't understand it but i'll try to accept coz i know God has a better plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. kpop (korean pop) - my connection with my sister. hahaha. also with two other friends. when i'm down, i just try to watch the variety shows. and my song of the year is ring ding dong. my family knows why, and they said that it's effective. hahahaha. i'm just not sure if i'll say goodbye to kpop next year. i hope not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my dear blogsy friends, thank you for visiting my blog this year. i pray that 2010 will be a good year for you. God bless :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-3815073971937395474?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/3815073971937395474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=3815073971937395474' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3815073971937395474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3815073971937395474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-in-glance.html' title='2009 in a Glance'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-4455839404954912215</id><published>2009-12-19T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T11:48:08.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ampalaya'/><title type='text'>(Un)Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>i've been crying since thursday for different reasons. no, i'm not depressed. i just really can't understand Papa God right now. it's like everything is not working out for me these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone is having better days. and will have happy holidays and a merry Christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-4455839404954912215?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/4455839404954912215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=4455839404954912215' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4455839404954912215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4455839404954912215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/12/unmerry-christmas.html' title='(Un)Merry Christmas'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-276593225633447714</id><published>2009-11-30T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:55:32.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all around the place(s)'/><title type='text'>3rd Stop: Macau</title><content type='html'>when i hear macau, i associate it to china and the korean drama that i've seen. that's just it. but i want to visit macau. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. as i said, because of the korean drama (boys over flowers). i want to see the places they've been to. the beach(?) where jihoo sunbae and jandi went. and also the airport where i felt the hurt of junpyo (my favorite scene).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. venetian hotel. whether i would ride the gondola or not, i'd still like to visit the hotel. seeing on tv that it's like outdoors, or you're in venice or somewhere, but in reality you're just inside the hotel. it would be great if i can stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. fisherman's wharf. famous landmarks from different eras and places in one place, enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. casino. i know i'll have luck playing the casinos there. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. egg tart. no, not the lord stow's brand. something better. i forgot the name. but i think they are the original vendors of egg tarts. a small coffeeshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. other places i failed to mention. i'm sure macau has lots to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________&lt;br /&gt;note: sorry no pictures&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-276593225633447714?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/276593225633447714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=276593225633447714' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/276593225633447714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/276593225633447714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/11/3rd-stop-macau.html' title='3rd Stop: Macau'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-5399954459078145278</id><published>2009-11-01T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:42:06.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>Findings</title><content type='html'>i found out some things about me this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i can survive even without eating anything for 24 hours, just give me water. and i'm not on a diet okay? which i need actually&lt;br /&gt;2. i'm not really a multi-tasker. all my life, i consider myself as a multi-tasker. but this week proven me wrong&lt;br /&gt;3. i'm kindhearted to the point of people taking advantage of it&lt;br /&gt;4. i'm too generous, just like the story inj the gospel who just gave 2 coins but in reality has given her everything. i think i'm like her. and the people around me thinks i'm thrifty, but honestly it's all i can give.. it's everything i have&lt;br /&gt;5. i seriously need an extra income... seriously&lt;br /&gt;*edited*&lt;br /&gt;6. i give in to peer pressures easily&lt;br /&gt;7. i should not plan or get excited on anything coz it doesn't happen (haay... vina and neko, when will i meet you?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-5399954459078145278?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/5399954459078145278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=5399954459078145278' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5399954459078145278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5399954459078145278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/11/findings.html' title='Findings'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-4059052754922313113</id><published>2009-10-13T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T01:19:41.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>2009?</title><content type='html'>did you know that it's october already and the it's already 2010 soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i was surprised when i realized it this morning. yes, i know it's october already but i was surprised when i realized that 2009 will end already. it's like i didn't notice that 2009 has gone by. promise, i still can't believe that 285 days had gone by already and i have not noticed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i won't notice that it's christmas already until someone mentions it to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-4059052754922313113?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/4059052754922313113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=4059052754922313113' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4059052754922313113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4059052754922313113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/10/2009.html' title='2009?'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-8194133728848379075</id><published>2009-10-03T06:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T07:26:08.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Every Help is a Big Help</title><content type='html'>i guess you already know what happened in our country, the philippines, last weekend. a typhoon hit our country which flooded the metro, leaving a lot of people homeless. and now, another typhoon is said to go to our country. we really need your prayers. and all the help that you can give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i36.tinypic.com/11taahl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 210px;" src="http://i36.tinypic.com/11taahl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.tinypic.com/211857l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 406px;" src="http://i35.tinypic.com/211857l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fans of the korean variety show, &lt;a href="http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/02/korean-mania.html"&gt;family outing&lt;/a&gt;, has an on-going project. it is to help the victims of the typhoon. if you'll notice in the right-side of my blog, there's a chip-in button for the philippines disaster. you can donate there. you just need your paypal account or credit card. click chip-in or visit this site: &lt;a href="http://ramensoupsubs.chipin.com/philippines-disaster"&gt;http://ramensoupsubs.chipin.com/philippines-disaster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the good thing about this project is that, if they'll have enough funds, it will be distributed to other countries who need help also, like indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you can, i hope you can donate any amount. there's no small amount here. thank you for your prayers and your help. stay safe everyone and God bless us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-8194133728848379075?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://i36.tinypic.com/11taahl_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>65</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-566606898647066730</id><published>2009-09-13T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:34:21.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of the Internet</title><content type='html'>we all know how internet can help us - keeping in touch research, etc. but it can also destroy one. video scandals, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week the kpop (korean pop - yeah! i'm addicted to it now) world had gone fiasco because of a comment made by one of the idols to his friend on myspace four years ago when he was still a trainee and new in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of koreans got mad. there had been petitions for him to leave, but the worst is having a petition of him to commit suicide. and 3,000 signed that petition. what happened next? well, he quit not just being the leader of the group but he quit the group itself, and went back to america where his family resides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just sad that someone who has a lot ahead of him had his career ended like that. and it just proves, that netizens can really affect one's life. there had been a number already who committed suicide because of harsh comments from the netizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, it shows how public your posts are on the internet. i remember my dad getting mad at me because of an entry i've posted in my blog (yes, my dad reads my blog. pa, don't deny it, i even saw you once. hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i remember reading somewhere that some companies search the internet for information on applicants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, my dear blogsy friends.. remember, that what you write can either make you or break you. what you write might not be of significance for you in the present, but we'll never know for another person, nor in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those who read negative comments that affects them, don't make it affect you negatively. learn from it, prove to them your worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the kpop idol, just hang in there. coz a lot of people still believes in you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-566606898647066730?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/566606898647066730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=566606898647066730' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/566606898647066730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/566606898647066730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/09/power-of-internet.html' title='The Power of the Internet'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-6006341437894605151</id><published>2009-09-07T11:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T11:29:35.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogsy friends'/><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>dear blogsy friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would just like to thank you for reading my posts and visiting my blog all these years. thank you for the support and trying to understand my posts. i admit i am not good in writing. i cannot compose really well, i have a hard time expressing myself and sometimes i think my grammar is incorrect. and yet, you still continue to read my entries, visit my blog once in a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i truly really appreciate it. thank you thank you thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tin-tin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-6006341437894605151?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/6006341437894605151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=6006341437894605151' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6006341437894605151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6006341437894605151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/09/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-7495073543524437642</id><published>2009-08-17T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T12:41:01.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of Coup</title><content type='html'>the former president and a great leader of the Philippines, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Corazon_Aquino"&gt;Cory Aquino&lt;/a&gt;, passed away last August 1. and of course her presidency was again remembered. and there had been a mention of seven &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coup_d%27%C3%A9tat"&gt;coup d'etat&lt;/a&gt;. but out of this seven, i could only remember one. and this one introduced me to the term coup d'etat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it is december 1989 (if i'm not mistaken, december 1). around 4am, while having breakfast and getting ready for school we heard from the radio (my grandma always listen to the news every morning) that the villamor airbase was attacked. honestly, i did not know what villamor airbase was. i didn't even know that we have an airbase. hehe. afterwards, it was announced that there are no classes. of course we were happy with the news but i didn't know actually why there's no classes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;we lived near camp aguinaldo. you can say the camp is walking distance from our house. that's where we hear mass. since we live near the camp, you can hear helicopters flying, you can see the jets... you will really know that something's wrong and everyone was fearful.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;my family and the rest of the neighborhood evacuated the place and we went our own separate ways. we stayed at the house of my mom's friend in tandang sora. my uncle who was left behind recounted that you can hear bombings. and a day or two after the coup ended, we passed by aguinaldo and you can see bullet holes, not only on the walls of the camp but also at the house across the camp. there are still tanks in the vicinity, and inside the camp. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it was a scary experience, and we were not really in the area when the real bombings occur but still it was scary. that is why i can't imagine how those in war zone areas feel. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;let's just pray for them. and the family of the soldiers.&lt;br&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/6594107-7495073543524437642?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/7495073543524437642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=7495073543524437642' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7495073543524437642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7495073543524437642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/08/memories-of-coup.html' title='Memories of Coup'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-6044430420789130140</id><published>2009-08-09T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:03:19.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>i have a short attention span.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-6044430420789130140?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/6044430420789130140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=6044430420789130140' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6044430420789130140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6044430420789130140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-8686645769682478324</id><published>2009-07-17T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:47:57.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Top Three</title><content type='html'>while on my way home, i just had a random thought of three whatevers. i don't know why i've thought of this, and why three, it's just really random thought. and all this is for the present moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 countries i'd like to visit:&lt;br /&gt;1. korea - coz i'm envious of my sister. so that we'll have the same number of countries visited. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;2. japan - sanrioland&lt;br /&gt;3. norway - to claim my free lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things i'd like to have back from my old self:&lt;br /&gt;1. being a jokester - i think i'm so serious with everything now&lt;br /&gt;2. care for others/patience/friendliness&lt;br /&gt;3. doesn't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things i'd like to have:&lt;br /&gt;1. peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;2. vacation&lt;br /&gt;3. lots of money - bwahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 food i'd like to eat:&lt;br /&gt;1. burritto&lt;br /&gt;2. egg tart - should be from macau. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;3. dark chocolate - actually, am still unsure if dark or something sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things i'd like to do:&lt;br /&gt;1. get pampered in a spa&lt;br /&gt;2. go to a faraway place&lt;br /&gt;3. sleep and sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i fell asleep. and then i'm already near my place. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;happy weekend :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-8686645769682478324?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/8686645769682478324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=8686645769682478324' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8686645769682478324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8686645769682478324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/07/top-three.html' title='Top Three'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-8123407420833530644</id><published>2009-07-09T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:55:38.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>The Reading for Today</title><content type='html'>"But now do not be distressed, and do not reproach yourselves for having sold me here. It was really for the sake of saving lives that God sent me here ahead of you." - Gen 45:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt at peace when i was reading the readings for today, especially when i came across the above verse. i really felt God assuring me that everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short sharing... these past few days, i totally felt disappointed with what's happening in my life. everything just seems to go wrong. then i read this verse. this is from the story of Joseph, him being sold by his own brothers, getting in jail, etc. etc.. and then he saving not only egypt but other nations as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joseph was right, if what happened to him did not happen, there'll be a different story.. they might not be saved, especially his brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that everything will fall into place. this is just some roadblocks on my path, but i will still reach my destination :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-8123407420833530644?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/8123407420833530644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=8123407420833530644' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8123407420833530644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8123407420833530644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/07/reading-for-today.html' title='The Reading for Today'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-2263207823590631115</id><published>2009-07-05T11:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T13:23:44.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all around the place(s)'/><title type='text'>2nd Stop: Puerto Princesa, Palawan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.visitpuertoprincesa.com/"&gt;puerto princesa, palawan&lt;/a&gt; is a nice place. a clean place also. palawan had been one of my to visit places. and it did not disappoint me. for a first timer, i am glad we visited these places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. honda bay - really good for snorkeling. though i had gone diving early that year, it was still great since it's still like a close encounter with the fish. you can feel their bite coz you're not wearing wet suit unlike in diving. when i get out of the water i would always complain to my sister that the fish bit me, then i would go back again to the water excitedly. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SlAgB6AvbwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2poMfs1vbTo/s1600-h/honda-bay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SlAgB6AvbwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2poMfs1vbTo/s320/honda-bay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354815174067842818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. underground river - we were to decide if we're to take the dos palmas day tour or the underground river tour. sooo happy that my companions chose the river tour, especially since we always go the beach. if you go to palawan, you should definitely visit this. you'll get a free butt massage on your way there and back. and the cave is a different experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SlAnB_vduRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/F1oNXy48wjM/s1600-h/DSCI1098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SlAnB_vduRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/F1oNXy48wjM/s320/DSCI1098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354822872187386130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and where would you get a chance to eat with bayawak (monitor lizards) around you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SlAnpYpWfEI/AAAAAAAAAQg/H5QN78uQKYA/s1600-h/DSCI1122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SlAnpYpWfEI/AAAAAAAAAQg/H5QN78uQKYA/s320/DSCI1122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354823548887530562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but be careful of the monkeys, coz they really steal your food. we were posing for a picture when a monkey suddenly tried to grab my sister's drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SlArkYuQQBI/AAAAAAAAAQo/6F6jzAsWqaA/s1600-h/DSCI1130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SlArkYuQQBI/AAAAAAAAAQo/6F6jzAsWqaA/s320/DSCI1130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354827861055258642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just before you reach the cave, what will welcome you is a nice beach but you can't swim there coz of the strong waves and someone drowned before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. baywalk - they have their own baywalk. we went there end november and they're building that time the biggest chrismas tree. it's a park where families and couples go on dates. while my companions were talking, i tried almost every street food there. i guess that's the reason why i did have tummy troubles at the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. free taste in the market - we had lots of free taste in the market when we were buying pasalubong. not only cashew nuts but also other food that were new to us okay i forgot what are those)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. crocodile farm - what i like about this is that we were able to hold baby crocs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SlAw8YlrFAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/HDBSSR6SxpA/s1600-h/DSCI1254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SlAw8YlrFAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/HDBSSR6SxpA/s320/DSCI1254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354833770894267394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. red bananas - was really amazed with this fruit. we lost our discount in the restaurant coz we got this for free but i was really amazed at it. but when we returned to manila, our maid was like it's just an ordinary fruit. it's really my first time to see that fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SlAywPjtt7I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2RWa6uz5dRE/s1600-h/DSCI1289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SlAywPjtt7I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2RWa6uz5dRE/s320/DSCI1289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354835761334958002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have other places to explore in palawan, but at least i got to visit one already. haay.. when will it be amanpulo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-2263207823590631115?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/2263207823590631115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=2263207823590631115' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2263207823590631115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2263207823590631115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/07/2nd-stop-puerto-princesa-palawan.html' title='2nd Stop: Puerto Princesa, Palawan'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SlAgB6AvbwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2poMfs1vbTo/s72-c/honda-bay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-8649620715106313772</id><published>2009-06-28T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:20:29.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Blah... Blah...</title><content type='html'>i know what's the next stop will be, but i decided not to write about it yet. but instead some random things again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i'm not friendly anymore. for my friends who can read this, please take note of that statement. i'm not friendly anymore. so don't expect me to text you every event, every happening there is. and if we meet in the mall, unless you say hi to me.. don't expect me to greet you. i told you i'm not friendly anymore. what happened? why am i not friendly anymore? honestly, i do not know. i'm just lazy to text anymore. i don't even check my multiply that often. well, because also of busyness. i'm sorry because i'm not friendly anymore. i'm sure a lot would get mad at me, sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i was chatting with the cab driver yesterday, and he's telling me that his son is going to take the college entrance exams, because of scholarship. when i asked him what he's planning to take, he said his son is still undecided. major in college is really important, it somehow directs your path in life. i belieive this totally makes a difference to your futurer on what course you will take. but when graduating students are answering the admission forms, only a few know what to take. i wonder how can students be helped with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. why does my sister have good dreams almost every night? but i dont have any dreams, and just had nightmares. unfair! and what makes it more unfair is that now she even dreams of those that should be my dreams! unfair!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. how time flies... it's already july next week. next thing i know it's my birthday again. what to do on my bday? i think there should be something coz it's my 29th birthday. something before the big 3-0.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-8649620715106313772?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/8649620715106313772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=8649620715106313772' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8649620715106313772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8649620715106313772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/06/blah-blah.html' title='Blah... Blah...'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-3893381553889059130</id><published>2009-06-21T03:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T16:19:14.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all around the place(s)'/><title type='text'>1st Stop: Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>hong kong would always be special to me. it's my first out of the country experience. and i believe hong kong has a lot to offer to visitors aside from disneyland and oceanpark. places i would visit again in hongkong, in no particular order. and obviously, i'm only including those i've been to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. temple st. night market - we discovered this accidentally since it's just beside our hotel. it then had been our favorite. way better than ladies market because the stuff here are really cheaper. and the best thing? the street food. seafood! and i think it's worth your money, the quantity and definitely the taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SjwBTG5lxbI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Cjy3DQKtlgs/s1600-h/market.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SjwBTG5lxbI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Cjy3DQKtlgs/s320/market.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349151885190612402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/Sjv3PTIYdqI/AAAAAAAAAQA/qoG7Bfpm174/s1600-h/prawns.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/Sjv3PTIYdqI/AAAAAAAAAQA/qoG7Bfpm174/s320/prawns.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349140824638125730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. mtr - it makes everything in hongkong accessible. and a great place to rest if you're already tired from walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*edit: and just by riding the mtr, you can reach schenzhen, china already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.hm.com/"&gt;h&amp;amp;m&lt;/a&gt; stores - i just need to include this. going to hk just to visit the store. hehe. and still can't get over the dress. haaay... but really it's a nice store, not that expensive and lots of good stuff to choose from. also some staff are friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. causeway - i'm not a shopper. i hate shopping. but the concept of causeway having a road closed just so the shoppers could walk freely, that's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some notes to remember for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. don't go to the area where symphony of light is held/museum alone at night. or else you'll meet a new friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. they'll be selling you a lot of jewelry when you go into a tour, just be careful okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. be on the look-out for the great tv's at the street. coz your crush might be featured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i just have to agree with &lt;a href="http://www.backpackingphilippines.com/"&gt;backpacking philippines&lt;/a&gt; when he &lt;a href="http://www.backpackingphilippines.com/2009/06/hong-kong-airport-rude-staff-swine-flu.html"&gt;posted&lt;/a&gt; about the rudeness of those in hk. this is one downside of hk, the people. most of them are rude. yes there are friendly/kind people you'd encounter but mostly are rude ones. and this is just not how they talk to you, but just by mere observing them, you'll notice that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. there are still nice people. and God won't abandon you. you'll be able to meet people to help you, like a waiter who out of nowhere would greet you in tagalog. and johnny walker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot can be said about the place, but for now this is my piece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-3893381553889059130?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/3893381553889059130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=3893381553889059130' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3893381553889059130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3893381553889059130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/06/1st-stop-hong-kong.html' title='1st Stop: Hong Kong'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SjwBTG5lxbI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Cjy3DQKtlgs/s72-c/market.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-1405180028342929037</id><published>2009-06-07T07:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T07:40:24.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Decision</title><content type='html'>i have decided on something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will write about places i have been to. even if it's a long time already since i went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will start this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if you have a special request on a topic, tell me and i'll try to write about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to write now and i have not decided yet on a place. i just want to tell you that i'm still alive. hehe. okay, signing off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-1405180028342929037?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/1405180028342929037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=1405180028342929037' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1405180028342929037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1405180028342929037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/06/decision.html' title='Decision'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-2853034030209068023</id><published>2009-05-24T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T10:10:46.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all around the place(s)'/><title type='text'>Ultimate Cebu</title><content type='html'>as you all know, i love cebu. and i had been to cebu countless times since it's near bohol and most of my cousins live there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cebu has many beautiful places, things to do, and food that are not too known to the public. and my cousin realized this, that's why he created a blog about the &lt;a href="http://ultimatecebu.blogspot.com/"&gt;wonders of cebu&lt;/a&gt;. may it be in the city or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was born in cebu and grew up there that's why he knows all about cebu. he loves cebu so much that he returned there after working here in manila for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's still a new &lt;a href="http://ultimatecebu.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; but i recommend that you visit it when you're planning to visit cebu coz you'll be able to do things that are not usually included in a tourist's itenerary. and i hope he'll feature masi and would bring me some when comes here. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so visit &lt;a href="http://ultimatecebu.blogspot.com/"&gt;ultimatecebu&lt;/a&gt;, okay? &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_up.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-2853034030209068023?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/2853034030209068023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=2853034030209068023' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2853034030209068023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2853034030209068023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/05/ultimate-cebu.html' title='Ultimate Cebu'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-3199416893609531722</id><published>2009-05-04T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:26:35.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>Driving 101</title><content type='html'>my brother, eric, has his driver's license already. and last night was the first time we experienced his driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unlike my two siblings who went to driving school, it was just my dad who taught me how to drive. we would go every weekend to the mountains of binangonan. he would teach me on a mountain, that's why i'm expert sa mga hanging. there are three memories that i have for those driving lessons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. when we nearly fell a cliff. i don't know what happened but we nearly fell a cliff. my dad was panicky. hahaha. and he asked me to get out of the driver's seat, he'll be the one to drive. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;2. when he let me drive for the first time in the highay. i can only hear one thing from him... "slow down, slow down." that's that happens when you're used to driving in arcades. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;3. when he let me drive first time to show my family what i learned. take note, this is in one corner where there are no cars. as in i just have to go straight... and eric (who was less than 10 that time) was at the backseat really crying and shouting and heading to the door. he was really scared. he didn't trust my driving. but nothing happened to us. hello! it was just less than 5 minutes and just a traight line. no challenge really. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, eric is already driving. i have my license also (and you saw it), but i don't drive. why? i just don't want to. not yet the time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-3199416893609531722?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/3199416893609531722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=3199416893609531722' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3199416893609531722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3199416893609531722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/05/driving-101.html' title='Driving 101'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-5172531117717562136</id><published>2009-04-27T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:24:09.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Too Random</title><content type='html'>i now realize why is it that my sister and i have only few pictures when we travel in a foreign land. it's because i'm usually the one holding the camera. and i'm the map reader. my sister would just wait for my directions. so instead of being busy with the camera, i'm busy with the map. but i'm not complaining because i've learned how to read map (just make sure the map is detailed. hehe). and i get to really know the place. as in when you leave me there, i know i'll find my way back. and it makes me comfortable with the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, a lot of my friends keep telling other people that i'm looking for korean guys. i would just like to clarify something.. i'm not. seriously. i know i've posted about &lt;a href="http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/02/korean-mania.html"&gt;korean mania&lt;/a&gt; before but that's just it. and it's my way to de-stress. but honestly, i'm not into korean guys. it's just that now i'm update with kpop but that does not mean i want to marry a korean. if he's korean, then fine.. but if he's not, it's also fine. as long as he's a good man and he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of kpop, i'm surprised that the popular prison inmates of cebu are dancing to the tunes of kpop, such as Lies by Big Bang, and wonder girls songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i relly like my sister's student, jared. he's my favorite. he's really funny and cute. earlier, he and his siblings danced coz he didn't have any assignment yesterday. and they really danced the whole song. funny coz his siblings are really in full support. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now a snob :( before, when i saw some friends i would be too lively in greeting them. but now when i saw them in the mall, i just say hi then leave. even if they seem to like to have a little chitchat, i would just smile and say goodbye. why am i not friendly anymore?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-5172531117717562136?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/5172531117717562136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=5172531117717562136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5172531117717562136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5172531117717562136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/04/too-random.html' title='Too Random'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-5402155066672130409</id><published>2009-04-23T01:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:13:08.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Summer End?</title><content type='html'>Note: i am selfish. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer in the philippines is from march to may. and it's still april, yet it's always raining. and just drizzle but it's raining hard, and everyday starting this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i don't care as long as i'm not on the road when it rains. it's okay if summer has ended already. why? because for me, i already experienced summer. summer has always been associated with the beach. i have already gone to the beach. yehey! and attended mark10 on a wednesday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/Se9PUIQlBsI/AAAAAAAAAP4/LlBu9qwyYDw/s1600-h/DSC-3079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/Se9PUIQlBsI/AAAAAAAAAP4/LlBu9qwyYDw/s320/DSC-3079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327564091435583170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*picture from clint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-5402155066672130409?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/5402155066672130409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=5402155066672130409' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5402155066672130409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5402155066672130409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/04/summer-end.html' title='Summer End?'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/Se9PUIQlBsI/AAAAAAAAAP4/LlBu9qwyYDw/s72-c/DSC-3079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-2882531865274372918</id><published>2009-04-11T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:20:50.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Washing of Feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yesterday was maundy thursday. and of course when you hear mass, there will be the washing of feet. it's a humbling act. especially for the priest. yesterday when father washed the feet of the 12 chosen men, i wondered how he felt. coz i'm sure he really doesn't know these guys, well maybe except for the church assistant and the security guard.. but for the others, even if most of them are really rich people, how does he feel holding and washing their feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it also brought memories of one of the bonding moments with SE34. i think for me, this would be the most memorable.. the washing of feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stayed overnight in tagaytay, and the next morning.. our activity was to wash the feet of the other se34 members, particularly those who have hurt you or you want to say sorry to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sd9vkQoKCC8AADvOLeg1/IMG-4946.JPG?et=YODyC4uK93CRmW80mA5pow&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are my friend. though we have only known each other for just a year, we totally have known each other and were already comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, it's feet.. i don't like. hehehe. but when i participated, i was humbled. not only because i washed someone's feet, but also when my feet was washed. really a humbling experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i would like to apologize to all those i've hurt consciously or unconsciously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to iris and tuz, for posting your pic, i just want to sing... "sorry sorry sorry sorry (naega naega naega monjoe)..." with matching dance yan. hehehe. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-2882531865274372918?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/2882531865274372918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=2882531865274372918' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2882531865274372918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2882531865274372918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/04/washing-of-feet.html' title='Washing of Feet'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-1570000716297526606</id><published>2009-04-03T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:32:21.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><title type='text'>The Truth about the Little Mermaid</title><content type='html'>when we were kids, my sister loved the disney movie The Little Mermaid. we would always watch it. i think more than once everyday. that's why i thought i can say i know the story very well. but then recently, i got to watch some shows where they keep comparing the little mermaid to a sad story or to unrequited love. and that really confused me. so i asked my sister about it. she gave me the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Little_Mermaid"&gt;wikipedia link&lt;/a&gt;. and it's just the other day, that i've learned about the real story of the little mermaid. i never knew that it's a sad story. all along i thought it's a happy ending. sigh... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 256px; height: 400px;" class="alignleft" src="http://z.about.com/d/goscandinavia/1/0/p/0/-/-/mermaid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 224px; height: 405px;" class="alignright" src="http://www.logoi.com/pastimages/img/mermaid_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6594107-1570000716297526606?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/1570000716297526606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=1570000716297526606' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1570000716297526606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1570000716297526606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/04/truth-about-little-mermaid.html' title='The Truth about the Little Mermaid'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-739553379866734774</id><published>2009-03-27T04:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T05:43:33.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Bloopers</title><content type='html'>you know what this is. yeah! it's the princess pret-ty tin. i'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. and to prove that i'm back and somehow it's still me, i will tell you my bloopers yesterday. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. every morning or when i am in panic mode, i text my old number a personal prayer. and yesterday morning i was in a panic mode because i woke up late. so i started with my prayer by saying sorry coz i woke up late. but when i read my message on my sent items in the afternoon, i discovered that what i've written was: "Lord, sorry for waking up." toink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. was going to an office with one of our consultants. since it's just on the second floor, we decided to take the stairs. i stipped midway. why? because my shoes got removed. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i decided to ride the lrt (light rail transit) in going back to the office. and when i was paying, the teller was just looking at me and not giving me ticket or a change (i know i still have a change). then when i looked at what i gave, i gave my mrt card pala instead of the payment. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot another one.. the most major one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i overlooked a requirement. this made my application rejected yesterday. i'm really praying that the requirement can be produced and submitted today, or what i have can be sufficient enough. it's just really heart-wrenching when my dad told me that my application was not accepted because of that requirement (yup, my dad is helping me). it would be okay if i got rejected because i failed the qualifying exam, but not this way. after waiting for the announcement that it is open again for application and after receiving text message from a friend on this announcement that got me really excited, then i got rejected.. disheartening! i should not have been excited. ate tonette, i am sorry.. i don't know, i just feel like i owe you an apology. but still i'm keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, this is a nonsense post. i just want to say i'm back (i hope). and i missed my blog. how about you? how are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**just an update. my application for number 4 was accepted. yippee!! okay, now goodluck with the rest of the application.. especially french. hahaha &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.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/6594107-739553379866734774?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/739553379866734774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=739553379866734774' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/739553379866734774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/739553379866734774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/03/bloopers.html' title='Bloopers'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-4642672480536191265</id><published>2009-03-03T04:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T04:26:13.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couch potato'/><title type='text'>Bambino</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;from korean to japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, son excitedly texted me. (i'm sure she was excited. i can feel it in her message.) she's recommending to me to watch a japanese drama series "Bambino" if i want to be inspired in my career. that if i feel down because of career-related stuff, i should watch this series. honestly, i was doubting her since the star is jun matsumoto, who she has a crush on. i was thinking she only wants me to watch it because of jun matsumoto. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Saw@0AoKCC8AABzbMOU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Saw@0AoKCC8AABzbMOU1/Bambino-.jpg?et=TncKg0GZFUzN3asf5qtrgg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;but still i tried it. and she is right. it really is inspiring. my sister would once in a while nudge me when there's a scene or words that she thinks i can relate to. but 90% of the film i can elate to. even if he's a chef, it's still applicable to me. what's nice about the show is that the concept is not the usual love story but really on career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bambino = bambi, meaning baby. i'm also a bambino, i guess that's why i can really relate to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, here's some lines that i like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't fight back.&lt;br /&gt;2. Change of order. (because of this, my sister and i won't change orders anymore in the restaurant. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;3. You're tired because you have too many wasteful movements. If you don't think about your job priorities, your tasks get slowed down.&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't be impatient about the stuff infront of you. Prioritize beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;5. Nice. (i think i was really like bambino when this was said to him. hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;6. It's hard to think that one is not needed. There is nothing more upsetting than not being useful.&lt;br /&gt;7. In the end, it's whether or not you run away from there.&lt;br /&gt;8. Everyone is the same. Everyone who works has some discouragement in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;Even still everyone continues on working. That's what it means to work for a living.&lt;br /&gt;9. Guys who don't focus on the work infront of them don't have the right to talk about their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;10. In this world, few people find their true calling. For everyone, more or less, it's unjust. But what will you do then? Will you stay there and rot? Will you work hard to turn it into something positive? Or will you look for some place else?&lt;br /&gt;11. It can't be helped if you made mistakes. You can't change the past. The important thing is that you think properly about why you made mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;12. People who can do their jobs are supporting those who can't.&lt;br /&gt;13. You get tense because you don't have confidence in your skills. You have no confidence so you get your work done and you want to get away from the table. When you do that, you look panicky infront of the customers. All you think about is not making a blunder.&lt;br /&gt;14. If people like you have confidence in their skills, then you will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really recommend that you watch it :)&lt;br /&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/6594107-4642672480536191265?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/4642672480536191265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=4642672480536191265' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4642672480536191265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4642672480536191265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/03/bambino.html' title='Bambino'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-2272697677698218701</id><published>2009-02-22T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:05:16.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couch potato'/><title type='text'>Korean Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my sister had news for me that really got me excited. &lt;a href="http://ygbigbang.com/"&gt;Bigbang&lt;/a&gt; MIGHT come to manila!!!! i was really excited with the news yesterday. G-dragon and Daesung!! yes, and also Top. but still, g-dragon and daesung. hahaha. (a little background, sandara park created a buzz in korea because of her kissing scene with top in a music video. and i think she'll be part of a new female group)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SaDHVQoKCC8AAFXhmI41"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SaDHVQoKCC8AAFXhmI41/bigbang.jpg?et=x5HOx9KAjTAzBncI61dv%2Bg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry. i am kinda into korean showbiz recently. and i like the music of Bigbang. actually, yesterday before my sister told me the news, i had the song "Lies" in my head all morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, how did i end up liking bigbang and korean showbiz? it's because i've been addicted with this korean variety show, Family Outing. it started when my sister let me watch it because the guest was &lt;a href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Rain.php"&gt;Bi Rain&lt;/a&gt;, then the next guest was &lt;a href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Cha_Tae-hyeon.php"&gt;Cha Tae Hyeon&lt;/a&gt;  (the guy in My Sassy Girl). i tried to look for the first episode and the guest was cute, Kim Dong Wan of Shinwa. bwahaha. and the rest is history. and since they feature different guests every show, you would try to learn on who the guest is. recently, they had &lt;a href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Daniel_Henney.php"&gt;Daniel Henney&lt;/a&gt; and (to my sister's delight) Top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SaDLtgoKCC8AAGD1lTY1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SaDLtgoKCC8AAGD1lTY1/fojy8.jpg?et=Ho3cDcltiVqz9sSKj4Hvrg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoon jong shin, park yejin, lee chunhee, kim  sooro, yoo jaesuk, lee hyori, daesung (kim jong kook is not in the picture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really a funny show, and as you would always watch it, they would somehow be like part of your familly too. from korea's sexy diva &lt;a href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Lee_Hyo-lee.php"&gt;lee hyori&lt;/a&gt;, chunderella (&lt;a href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Lee_Cheon-hee.php"&gt;lee chunhee&lt;/a&gt;), dumb and dumber &lt;a href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Yoo_Jae-seok.php"&gt;yoo jaesuk&lt;/a&gt; (the best mc for me) and daesung (from bigbang), sweet &lt;a href="http://www.hancinema.net/korean_Park_Ye-jin.php"&gt;park yejin &lt;/a&gt;(surprisingly was the villain in Memories in Bali), stepmom kim sooro, the newest member kong jong kook, to oppa yoon jong shin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope my sister won't get mad at me for posting this. she told me not to be excited coz it might get jinxed. i hope not. anyway, i'll go back to watching &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/ramensoupsubs"&gt;family outing&lt;/a&gt;. thanks to the subbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*picture of bigbang from this &lt;a href="http://bigbangkorean.wordpress.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; and family outing from soompi.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6594107-2272697677698218701?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/2272697677698218701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=2272697677698218701' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2272697677698218701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2272697677698218701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/02/korean-mania.html' title='Korean Mania'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-4353801386381800784</id><published>2009-02-10T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:33:36.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>Specialty is the Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.akoni.info/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SZBZVq4CteI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hhuth3U-C1Q/s320/kiss-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300834990236546530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a virtual kiss from ate ghee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love pleasant surprises. i guess people who get text messages from me or is my ym buddy would know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit, i would like to have a surprise party. well, ace tried.. but not really that surprise coz i also helped with the food preps. but when i was in 4th year highschool, i somehow had a surprise birthday, more of a surprise greeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of newspaper drive. newspaper drive is like a big event in our school. the batches really compete. so it's a busy day for our school. come lunch time, i was in the canteen with my friends when one group from the lower batch went to us and started singing happy birthday. with matching balloons and all. i was really surprised. and i received lots of bday cards that day. it was really a good feeling since the day before, i was talking to a friend and told her that my bday would just be another day. that's why i didn't expect that some people would make it special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my birthday post, but i would like to greet &lt;a href="http://www.akoni.info/"&gt;ate ghee &lt;/a&gt;happy happy birthday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-4353801386381800784?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/4353801386381800784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=4353801386381800784' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4353801386381800784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4353801386381800784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/02/specialty-is-best.html' title='Specialty is the Best'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SZBZVq4CteI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hhuth3U-C1Q/s72-c/kiss-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-3579938845612585012</id><published>2009-02-03T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T02:01:02.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviewer'/><title type='text'>Filipina Artist to Debut in New York Gallery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i would just like to share this nice article about Miss Maria Pureza "Puchette" Escano. if you're living in new york, or somewhere near there i hope you can visit the exhibit. that could be your birthday gift for her. belated happy birthday puchette. question, puchette are you going to wear pink at the exhibit? hehehe. i just have to ask that, coz that's how we became friends. hehe. but seriously, if you can visit the exhibit, please do so and show your support. thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediasyndicate.com/index.php?name=News&amp;amp;file=article&amp;amp;sid=12247"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SYczkwoKCC8AAA8@A6U1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SYczkwoKCC8AAA8@A6U1/Maria-E03-2.jpg?et=b9PilfWNYSW0JRtJl7HXAQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediasyndicate.com/index.php?name=News&amp;amp;file=article&amp;amp;sid=12247"&gt;Filipina Artist to Debut in New York Gallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Pureza Escaño, a Filipina artist will mark her debut into the international art scene with an exhibition at the ICO Gallery in Tribeca, New York from March 5 to 28, 2009. Maria Pureza will participate in "New Motions of the Figure",a group show of realists which includes the works of Blake Ward, John Boe Paulsen, Kevin McKrell, Ned Martin, Nelly Drell and Jean Dorch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Pureza Escaño, a self-taught artist, was born in Sariaya, Quezon, a town from which she sources the birth of her creative soul with its dreamy and colorful vistas and its rich culture of Fil-American-Hispanic infusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considered as one of the most promising artists in Manila, Maria Pureza is gaining reknown for her excellent realism renditions of rustic scenes in oil, acrylic and watercolor and the sinuous quality of her abstract works. Buds Convocar, president of the Art Association of the Philippines describes her paintings as “can be ranked with the great American impressionists” while Dekada Arts, an online gallery, considers her style as “a bold deviation from the common impression of what is Filipino.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICO Gallery is located at 27 North Moore Street, New York. Artists’ reception will on March 13 at 8:00 pm. For inquiries please call (212)966-3897 or email info@icogallery.com&lt;br /&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/6594107-3579938845612585012?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/3579938845612585012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=3579938845612585012' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3579938845612585012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3579938845612585012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/02/filipina-artist-to-debut-in-new-york.html' title='Filipina Artist to Debut in New York Gallery'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-9139284065754300251</id><published>2009-01-20T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:30:06.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all around the place(s)'/><title type='text'>Baler Surfing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SXXtsqJAGQI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2qmwOh7EZkk/s1600-h/1_387849529l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SXXtsqJAGQI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2qmwOh7EZkk/s320/1_387849529l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293398288525957378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i'm posting this for my friend. Balr is a nice place, especially for surfing. if you'll go surfing in Baler then go to La Union afterwards, you'll not consider La Union waves as surfing waves. if you would like to go surfing, you should really try it in baler. exciting. from going there to surfing itself, exciting! and his package is not expensive actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Baler surfing lessons and &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232462549_0"&gt;tour package&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- minimum of 9 per trip/van&lt;br /&gt;- if your group is less than 9, we will find other people to complete the number&lt;br /&gt;- half of the payment to be deposited as downpayment; the other half upon meet up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inclusions:&lt;br /&gt;- van transportation (Manila-Baler-manila)&lt;br /&gt;- beachfront lodging (room sharing)&lt;br /&gt;- 2 meals&lt;br /&gt;- 2 hours surfing lessons (extra lessons also available)&lt;br /&gt;- tour of Baler Church, Quezon Park, Museo de Baler, pasalubong center, and a trip/short    hike to Dicasalarin cove (secluded beach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itinerary (subject to change):&lt;br /&gt;Fri&lt;br /&gt;11pm    meet up (McDonald's El Pueblo, Ortigas)&lt;br /&gt;12mn    leave for Baler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat&lt;br /&gt;6-7am  arrive at Baler (check in and breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;9am     surf lessons&lt;br /&gt;11am    lunch/rest&lt;br /&gt;1pm    Dicasalarin cove (almost 2km hike)&lt;br /&gt;4pm    back to resort/rest/beach/surf&lt;br /&gt;7pm    dinner/socials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;8am      breakfast&lt;br /&gt;9am      beach/surf&lt;br /&gt;11am    lunch/rest&lt;br /&gt;12nn     checkout&lt;br /&gt;1230p   Baler Church, Quezon Park, Museo de Baler, pasalubong center&lt;br /&gt;2pm      leave for &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232462549_1"&gt;Manila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-9pm   arrive at Manila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentative date of next trip: &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232462549_2"&gt;February 28&lt;/span&gt; - March 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more inquiries/details, kindly text Bart at &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232462549_3"&gt;09172562040&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SXXttBAtRMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ZG-TTYMc7iU/s1600-h/IMG-2529-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SXXttBAtRMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ZG-TTYMc7iU/s320/IMG-2529-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293398294665184450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SXXttKEPp8I/AAAAAAAAAPE/euGgsmcpZl8/s1600-h/IMG-0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SXXttKEPp8I/AAAAAAAAAPE/euGgsmcpZl8/s320/IMG-0920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293398297095940034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SXXtsnNX7tI/AAAAAAAAAO8/8o_BB0zHkU0/s1600-h/20090118-0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SXXtsnNX7tI/AAAAAAAAAO8/8o_BB0zHkU0/s320/20090118-0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293398287738990290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SXXttFhQ_sI/AAAAAAAAAPM/79k5qkyCSXk/s1600-h/IMG-1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SXXttFhQ_sI/AAAAAAAAAPM/79k5qkyCSXk/s320/IMG-1010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293398295875485378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-9139284065754300251?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/9139284065754300251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=9139284065754300251' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/9139284065754300251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/9139284065754300251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/01/baler-surfing.html' title='Baler Surfing'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SXXtsqJAGQI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2qmwOh7EZkk/s72-c/1_387849529l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-4944727217631018645</id><published>2009-01-17T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:07:08.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couch potato'/><title type='text'>Talented</title><content type='html'>when i get the chance to be home early saturday evening, i make it a point to watch &lt;a href="http://www.tv5.com.ph/shows/newseason/weekends_talentadongpinoy.html"&gt;talentadong pinoy&lt;/a&gt; (talented filipino) in channel 5. it's a filipino version of america's got talent or britain's got talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's always a lot of contestants. for some you'll really be amazed. but there are some who would gross you out and you would not want your children to see coz they might imitate them. it's just great to see that there are really a lot of filipinos who are talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't join that contest coz i don't know what i'll present. how about you? if you'll join the contest, what talent will you show?&lt;br /&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/6594107-4944727217631018645?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/4944727217631018645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=4944727217631018645' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4944727217631018645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4944727217631018645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/01/talented.html' title='Talented'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-7771222636731727807</id><published>2009-01-13T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:13:26.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ampalaya'/><title type='text'>Dreaming of Batanes</title><content type='html'>Batanes had always been a dream destination for me. eversince highschool, there are only two Philippine places that i really really would like to visit.. Batanes and Amanpulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i met kuya king of &lt;a href="http://radicaladventure.multiply.com/"&gt;RACE&lt;/a&gt;, first thing i asked him is when are they going to batanes. that time, it's still an idea for RACE but they're considering it already. and now, that idea is going to be a reality. they are going to batanes on March 20-23. i was really excited when i got to read it. but now, it depresses me, especially when abet gave me a list of those who are going to join. most of the angels would be there, and as of 5:45pm today only 8 slots are left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of a topic to post, and when i read abet's message, i literally became weak. so now, i'm writing this blog to somehow strengthen me (duh! as if there's a connection). and why did his message made me weak/depress? its because as of now it's only 5% chance for me to join them. why just 5%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the cost is quite expensive. but i know RACE would accept installment to help you in your payment. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;2. my future is totally unclear right now. i have some concerns that would totally affect my future&lt;br /&gt;3. the dates are friday to monday. that means, 2 days of absent from work. i'm having a dilemma now for next saturday's schedule. so what more for the batanes trip which would be on a weekday pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me shallow, but i really want to cry now. highschool dream.. still a far-fetched dream. shit! now, i'm really crying&lt;br /&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/6594107-7771222636731727807?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/7771222636731727807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=7771222636731727807' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7771222636731727807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7771222636731727807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/01/dreaming-of-batanes.html' title='Dreaming of Batanes'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-2887179257392001015</id><published>2009-01-11T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:07:40.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Happy 2009</title><content type='html'>last year, i was really looking forward to 2009. i envision my 2009 as a good year, way better than my 2008. i was excited for 2009 to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 is already here. more than a week has passed. and right now i do not know what 2009 has in store for me. honestly, it has not really been that great for me. but i still remain positive. it's just the start of the year, God has something really great for me this year. it is still not yet just revealed to me, but maybe little by little it is already presented to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think this year being a good year is also visible in my appearance. coz when i saw some friends the other night, even if i am totally bothered and down that day, they still said i have a good aura. and that i don't look sad mad. hehe &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, cheers for 2009 &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cocktail.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6594107-2887179257392001015?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/2887179257392001015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=2887179257392001015' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2887179257392001015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2887179257392001015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009.html' title='Happy 2009'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-1532030256985177221</id><published>2008-12-31T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:23:24.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>My 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2008 had been a different year for me. i guess if i can describe it in one word, it will be work. hehe. but summarizing my year would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. meeting long-time blogsy friends. i've been blogging for four years with blogspot. and besides those that i have known before i started, i've only met two bloggers. but for this year, i've met four. and the funny thing is, these are the bloggers that keep themselves anonymous. &lt;a href="http://abaniko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Abaniko&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wilreyes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wil&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.kurokuroatbp.com/"&gt;Ate Toe&lt;/a&gt;. they had been in my blogroll for the longest time. abaniko and ate toe, being one of my first blogsy friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the angels. i've met most of them last year, but it's &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;jus&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t this year that abet's angels had been a reality. it's also great meeting Meyms in person. also meeting&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Abet, Sally, Jassy and Nona for the first time.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/99/27"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/6/photos/99/300x300/27/DSC-0087.jpg?et=3+c8sqxYx4DTlw7MX0xRAQ&amp;amp;nmid=86479477" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. meeting new people. i've met a lot of new people this year. most of them from Multiply, starting with Yen. these are great people, funny people. i would not enumerate anymore, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. going to new places. compared to last year, i've travelled less this year. first time to go to hot air balloon festival/tacsiyapo, visit anawangin, seeing taal volcano upclose, surf in la union. and of course visit singapore and malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVuBLwoKCC8AAD3sHnk1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVuBLwoKCC8AAD3sHnk1/Picture1.jpg?et=lj2x3hAU8D317EEKD9zPhQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. being healthy. as i've told my friends, i've never been sick this year. only got hit by a truck. hahaha. i guess i have superpowers. getting hit by a truck and yet, only got a bodyache for a few days? whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. sseayp. we became host family for two sseayp delegates. this gave me an idea on their life and got to be inside the ship! fyi, i had applied for sseayp on 2004 and didn't pass. sad but that had been like my funniest application/interview/audition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. getting thin. this is one achievement for me this year. to shed some pounds. something unbelievable happened. hehe. but really a big thanks to ate rezza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. weddings. i've attended a lot of weddings this year. and got a chance to be a coordinator (for the day) and be the host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. as i am writing this, it dawned on me that still a lot of good things happened to me this year. what i've mentioned above are just a few. for all those who had been part of my 2008, thank you. and hope i'll still encounter you in 2009. and i hope to meet more blogsy friends in 2009. have a fabulous year everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6594107-1532030256985177221?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/1532030256985177221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=1532030256985177221' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1532030256985177221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1532030256985177221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/12/mu-2008.html' title='My 2008'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-8062616671047292125</id><published>2008-12-29T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:42:26.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Sadly Mad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVgsiAoKCC8AAE6pask1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVgsiAoKCC8AAE6pask1/Picture1.jpg?et=%2BBHhybRAdioHvd6HoYtgIA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the other day, i saw my econsoc sis and she told me: "Why do you look sad? it's the holidays." and i was like, "i'm not sad." then after a few hours, she texted me not to look sad. i was really surprised. later that night, i met with two friends, and i told them about it. they were like, "we know why she told you that, coz you're so irritable now." i told them, "sad is different from mad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, i met my highschool friends and they're like, "why do you look mad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what happened to my face or to my smile. does it have something to do with my hair? i'm always having a bad hair day. haaay...&lt;br /&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/6594107-8062616671047292125?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/8062616671047292125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=8062616671047292125' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8062616671047292125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8062616671047292125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/12/sadly-mad.html' title='Sadly Mad'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-6826403892982001628</id><published>2008-12-25T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T14:59:47.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>My Lifeline</title><content type='html'>if i would describe my 2008 in an activity, it would be bungee jumping. but i was left hanging, still dangling. that if i let go i would really fall. but there are people who helped me keep hanging. if not for them, i'll surely have fallen. they're literally my lifesavers. there also others who have helped me such as tita gene and babylynne, kirby, pol, therine, thinz, family ko, etc. but i'm just going to focus to these two groups because they are the ones i text/email everyday. they kept me sane. and my mom knows already that if i'm going out with of these friends, i'll surely go home early in the morning already. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you my dear friends. i survived 2008 because of you. i love you all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SVMRoqr6SdI/AAAAAAAAAOg/bXTQTo4LWIk/s1600-h/usa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SVMRoqr6SdI/AAAAAAAAAOg/bXTQTo4LWIk/s320/usa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283586178186627538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the angels. talagang sulit unlitxt sa kanila. really patient in listening/reading my everyday rants. and can see behind my sunny disposition.&lt;br /&gt;tin-tin, jamie (the stateside angel), abet (bossley), tin (our connector), joyce (you can depend on), sally (the buenja updater), jas (seriously sweet), nona (newest angel), meyms (so far yet so near angel), mei (ate), cher (mahal), sarah (thoughtful artist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SVMRouUSguI/AAAAAAAAAOo/7MXOprEObCs/s1600-h/wakies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SVMRouUSguI/AAAAAAAAAOo/7MXOprEObCs/s320/wakies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283586179161293538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the wakieboardies/harpers.  if the angels fill my cellphone inbox, these guys fill my email inbox. they can give me an award for best in drama this year. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;son (miss pepsi), emcee (miss spontaneity), gabe (famous), dino (yosibreak friend), tristan (drunken moments caregiver), tin-tin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to you my blogsy friends, thank you for still reading my posts all these years. Merry Christmas! and i hope i will meet more of you next year. a great 2009 for all of us. Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-6826403892982001628?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/6826403892982001628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=6826403892982001628' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6826403892982001628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6826403892982001628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-lifeline.html' title='My Lifeline'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SVMRoqr6SdI/AAAAAAAAAOg/bXTQTo4LWIk/s72-c/usa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-4769222668562537970</id><published>2008-12-07T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:32:35.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balut! Balut!</title><content type='html'>   &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as some of you knw, my family hosted two participating youths (PYs) of the &lt;a href="http://www.sseayp.com/"&gt;Ship for Southeast Asia Youth Program (SSEAYP)&lt;/a&gt; 2008, Lilian from Singapore and Kaew from Thailand. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;for them to be able to experience the philippine culture, we let them taste filipino food such as adobo, sinigang, chicken inasal, isaw, tenga ng baboy (pig's ear), mangoes, dried mangoes, etc etc. and of course &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Balut"&gt;balut&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;on the first night, a mangbabalut (balut vendor) passed by our house. our maid got excited and called me to buy some for our guests. so we bought three. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;then when the balut are in the table already, no one dared to try it. the guests won't try unless we do. and as a good host, i did.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/STvPHwoKCC8AAEOFrVQ1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/STvPHwoKCC8AAEOFrVQ1/DSCI4379.JPG?et=A7XCMcPpaMEibzqJBwS8%2CA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/STvPhwoKCC8AAFXDVy81"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/STvPhwoKCC8AAFXDVy81/DSCI4381.JPG?et=WvIMKvTFryF7c6ChDulC1w&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;it tasted like hard boiled egg, only the white is much tougher to chew. will i try it again? can i not? i just hope net time we have our foreign guests eric would still be awake so he'll be the one to show the visitors.&lt;br&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/6594107-4769222668562537970?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/4769222668562537970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=4769222668562537970' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4769222668562537970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/4769222668562537970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/12/balut-balut.html' title='Balut! Balut!'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-2390179335269230897</id><published>2008-12-01T20:54:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:35:34.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>20 Years Ago...</title><content type='html'>this was supposed to be my birthday post but i did not have any time to post and i kinda lost the pictures. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are my pictures 20 years ago. do i look the same? do i look cute? bwahahaha. but am sure they can't be used for blackmail :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPsUNOqygI/AAAAAAAAAKo/lyfOeFRCyWM/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPsUNOqygI/AAAAAAAAAKo/lyfOeFRCyWM/s320/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274819420473707010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPrZKuPovI/AAAAAAAAAKg/8XCI9cbsjiw/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPrZKuPovI/AAAAAAAAAKg/8XCI9cbsjiw/s320/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274818406188557042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPtaTqZFsI/AAAAAAAAAKw/41nO7tjUI98/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPne9QJlOI/AAAAAAAAAJw/LxFonPO00ws/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPne9QJlOI/AAAAAAAAAJw/LxFonPO00ws/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274814107605374178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinder graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPuU57yTqI/AAAAAAAAAK4/2lKIthOGGbM/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPuU57yTqI/AAAAAAAAAK4/2lKIthOGGbM/s320/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274821631497359010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPtaTqZFsI/AAAAAAAAAKw/41nO7tjUI98/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPp-L0jG9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/1rgMtbwZ8TQ/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPp-L0jG9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/1rgMtbwZ8TQ/s320/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274816843115338706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPqRM8y5YI/AAAAAAAAAKY/043CuU3ok9U/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPqRM8y5YI/AAAAAAAAAKY/043CuU3ok9U/s320/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274817169835877762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPo4lHCoxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/mfO768T3k6Q/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPo4lHCoxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/mfO768T3k6Q/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274815647312945938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPn1_2BHNI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/-RHJGoQD6TY/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPn1_2BHNI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/-RHJGoQD6TY/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274814503438064850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nearly 3 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPpWcfnmeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/dbW9qh-W36Y/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPpWcfnmeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/dbW9qh-W36Y/s320/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274816160396188130" 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/6594107-2390179335269230897?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/2390179335269230897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=2390179335269230897' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2390179335269230897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2390179335269230897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/12/20-years-ago.html' title='20 Years Ago...'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/STPsUNOqygI/AAAAAAAAAKo/lyfOeFRCyWM/s72-c/8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-1421766874169669592</id><published>2008-11-30T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:58:26.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/STIoewoKCC8AAGD3JaE1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/STIoewoKCC8AAGD3JaE1/TinaBj-wedding-pics-11-22-08-040.jpg?et=il%2BqznvxNpz%2C8Npm3kDz1w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say that reunions happen during two occasions, weddings and funeral. i believe this is true. even with the limited guests in weddings due to budget, this is still a venue to see old friends. and this had been proven for my highschool barkada. every year, we try to get together and yet, we never get to be complete or even close to completion. good thing there are three weddings this year, and i got a chance to see those i've last seen during college (like ton and gian). hopefully in december for richie's wedding, those who are in another country could also attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it had been years already, and we've lived our own lives, i've noticed that we have not changed. we're still the same people as before. of course, change is inevitable but still as a whole the same old person is the same only better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've met the girls second year highschool, we had been classmates. and the guys, we've met in bld youth. it is during the times that there are just few members who are from north. since we are included in the few, we would go home together from prayer meetings until we all became friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since it's only again now that we've seen each other, we can't help but reminisce. it is funny to remember them crying because of heartaches from each other. funny, walang nagkatuluyan sa kanila. but as jay said, it is better that way since we get to attend more weddings and see each other more. hehe. highschool...&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*pic from batts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-1421766874169669592?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/1421766874169669592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=1421766874169669592' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1421766874169669592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1421766874169669592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/11/reunion.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-5296516531149038640</id><published>2008-11-30T12:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:17:03.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money money money'/><title type='text'>Music Beat</title><content type='html'>i love music, though music hates me, i still love it. a long-time wish is to have a duet with this good singer, and we'll sing Better Days. but of course, my family and friends don't want to jeopardize my well-being that is why until now they have not granted it. of course, everyone's dream is to have a recording or an album of their own. and i also would like that. but that would really be impossible. that would be a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if ever i had been a good musician, that would not be a joke. i would like to have been given an opportunity. and there is this site that makes it a reality. their love for the music led them to establish have their own production. for the &lt;a href="http://www.jeejuh.com/"&gt;Beats&lt;/a&gt; they make, they share it to others.  but of course, it comes with a fee. if you're into music and you hiphop, this site is for you. honestly, though it comes with a fee, it is okay. why? because they get a chance to help others also, especially aspiring musicians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-5296516531149038640?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/5296516531149038640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=5296516531149038640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5296516531149038640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5296516531149038640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/11/music-beat.html' title='Music Beat'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-8537715598000491033</id><published>2008-11-23T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T16:32:37.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogsy friends'/><title type='text'>Blogger</title><content type='html'>i've been using blogspot or blogger.com for four years already. and after 230 posts, have i gained anything from it? actually, i do. i never expected that until now i'd still blog. i started to blog coz i don't have anything to do and i was so confused, but then now i'm blogging almost every week. what started as an online journal of some sort turned out to be a little money-earning thing, an informational tool, a realization venue and most importantly a way to meet a lot of wonderful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i've met a lot of wonderful people through blogging. some i've talked to only online, and some i've met in real life. and they're really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would just like to say thank you to my blogsy friends who had been with me all these years. i hope i would meet in person more blogsy friends and for those i've already met, i hope to see you guys again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post, is just to say thank you to all of you. thank you! thank you! thank you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-8537715598000491033?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/8537715598000491033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=8537715598000491033' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8537715598000491033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8537715598000491033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/11/blogger.html' title='Blogger'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-7036833825574551072</id><published>2008-11-20T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:07:13.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Ouchy Back</title><content type='html'>i'm still suffering from back pains and this week had been the worst. can't have &lt;a href="http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/11/bentosaventosa.html"&gt;bentosa&lt;/a&gt; coz i'm going to attend a wedding on saturday. so i'll just have it hopefully this sunday. i don't know what's causing it. most probably bad posture. i admit i have a bad posture. there are also some who had been saying osteoporosis. i know i just turned 28 the other week, but hello?!?! isn't 28 still young?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing they can't tell me is i lack calcium. if one day a doctor would diagnose me of lack of calcium, i'll really laugh or get mad. if there's one kind of vitamin that my body is full of, it would be calcium. unless, what they say about milk being a source of calcium is false. i love milk. everyday, i drink milk. i don't eat breakfast but i have to drink milk in the morning. that's my breakfast. it can substitute water for me. i guess, my skin is like this also because of milk. so it would really be funny if i'll have low calcium. i may get emphysema or lung cancer even if i never smoke, because of second-hand smoking. but lack of calcium, that then would be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, this is a nonsense post. i just have to update my blog and my back is still really ouch-ouch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-7036833825574551072?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/7036833825574551072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=7036833825574551072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7036833825574551072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7036833825574551072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/11/ouchy-back.html' title='Ouchy Back'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-3000433681802408741</id><published>2008-11-11T12:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:36:12.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fyi'/><title type='text'>Bentosa/Ventosa</title><content type='html'>the other week, i had a very bad backache for two consecutive afternoons. it was really painful, i can't work well. coz of the pain, i was deciding if i'll have a bentosa. i'm not a massage person. i hate massages. it makes me have more body aches afterwards, that is why bentosa if perfect for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is bentosa/ventosa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bentosa is using a cup/glass to suck the "lamig" from your back. lamig is a tagalog term for the one that they say causes the back pains. im not sure if it's really cold in english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just easy to use. an officemate even did it to me for free. you just need a glass/cup, gas, cloth, coin and rubber band. wrap the coin with the cloth and tie it with the rubber band. place on your back/pressure points and cover it with the glass. light the inside of the glass with the gas and fire. okay.. i dont know how youll light it coz i haven't seen how it was done since i was facing backwards. and i don't think kim still has a copy of the pictures and video of my bentosa adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the your back will like rise. hehe. waah! i need pictures. i'll have a bentosa again just to have pictures. the more lamig you have in your back, the higher or redder it will become. it's not a good sight actually. i remember &lt;a href="http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2005/09/bentosa-adventure.html"&gt;my dad panicking&lt;/a&gt; after seeing my marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i like bentosa? because it is effective. i won't have backache afterwards. and i don't feel any pain during the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've heard bentosa from the news before when gwyneth paltrow wore a backless dress with her bentosa marks. it caused some commotion in the entertainment industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i explained bentosa clearly? i don't know. a lot had been visiting my site when they search for bentosa. so now, i'm writing on what bentosa is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the philippines, the spa that i know that offers this is the sanctuario spa. but bentosa is a popular thing in the province that ordinary people can just do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paging ate france, can you do a bentosa on me again? hehehe ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-3000433681802408741?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/3000433681802408741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=3000433681802408741' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3000433681802408741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3000433681802408741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/11/bentosaventosa.html' title='Bentosa/Ventosa'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-7481923134438576496</id><published>2008-10-27T08:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T08:28:50.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>It's My Birthday?!</title><content type='html'>for the first time in the history of mankind, i'm not excited for my birthday. before, i would always look forward to my birthday. my birthday is my favorite holiday. (yes, i consider it a holiday. hehe). but now, i am not excited. i really am not looking forward to november __. why? because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i won't have any celebrations - to make this birthday unique from all my other birthdays, i plan not have any celebrations. i even volunteered my bday to be the day for tristan's bday celeb or the day we'll give his gift. as long as it's not about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i have lots of things in my mind right now and my bday is the least of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i'll again grow old but not grow up - when people ask me about my age, i easily answer it. i'm not shy about it. but as i think about it now, that i'll be 28 soon, it's like i'm embarrassed to say that i'm 28. it's not because i'm old. it's just that, it feels like i have not grown up. it's like i am more matured before. i am better before. it's like as i grown old, i grow down (okay, i don't know the opposite of growing up, hehe). i hope you get what i mean. it's like i have not matured. it's like i was better when i was in college than right now. hard to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there. and now it's already the last week of october. i can't believe it is november on saturday already. october just went as a blur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-7481923134438576496?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/7481923134438576496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=7481923134438576496' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7481923134438576496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7481923134438576496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-my-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s My Birthday?!'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-1690601795147951292</id><published>2008-10-20T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:30:12.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>Getting Big</title><content type='html'>  &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;a lot of people when they see me now tell me that i'm getting thinner or narrower or whatever. but honestly, it's the opposite. and it's not because i'm getting anorexic or what. promise, i'm really getting bigger. my pants are getting tight again. sad... hehe. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and what made me decide to lose weight again? i was supposed to wear this black dress in a party. but when i tried it on, it won't close!! ugh!!! that means i'm really bigger now. until now, i still can't accept that it doesn't fit me. the pic was taken three years ago. it's just three years, right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="width: 188px;height: 252px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5301/363/1600/14.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;i really need to lose weight. and i don't know how i'll do it especially if your friends influence you to pig-out (ate mei and jassy, hmph!). next month (sorry, i won't follow sam milby's movie to start right now), that would be what i'm doing. i'll exercise and have balanced diet. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but that means, i'm still big on birthday. waaah! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt; &lt;br&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/6594107-1690601795147951292?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/1690601795147951292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=1690601795147951292' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1690601795147951292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1690601795147951292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/10/getting-big.html' title='Getting Big'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-115329945043868341</id><published>2008-10-15T13:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T15:11:42.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>classic children's books</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i found this in my list of draft posts. wrote it way back July 19, 2006. got nothing to post, so i decided to post this now. but still unfinished. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother is in college now. and good thing my sister teaches english, so it's now from her that i get to read good books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love to read. i really do. i read anything and everything. books would be a good gift for me, coz i'll really appreciate it. right now, the books that i would to read are Little Prince (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again.. i'm looking for our copy&lt;/span&gt;), and Catcher in the Rye. how about you? what would you like to read now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now for my unfinished blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally! i've finished of mice and men. have started it when my brother got his schoolbooks for this schoolyear and i just finished it last night. really slow reading. hehehe. it's a nice book. i've cried in the ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another good thing about my brother's school is that  every year they have a required reading. and the book is a classic one.  because of this, i've got a chance to read these books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;examples are charlie and the chocolate factory &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(if not for my brother, won't be able to read this before there was a movie. hehe)&lt;/span&gt;,charlie and the glass elevator, the twelfth angel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(my favorite book. read it when i was still in highschool)&lt;/span&gt;, the lost boys, the old man and the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5301/363/1600/Charlie%20Glass%20Elevator.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5301/363/200/oldmanandsea200.jpg" alt="" 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/6594107-115329945043868341?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/115329945043868341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=115329945043868341' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/115329945043868341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/115329945043868341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2006/07/classic-childrens-books.html' title='classic children&apos;s books'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-5591831477951886824</id><published>2008-10-05T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:25:18.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>My Name Is...</title><content type='html'>was supposed to post this before, but instead posted &lt;a href="http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/09/forgotten.html"&gt;Forgotten&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have several names.. some call me tin-tin, kristine, rocha, pretty tin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i like it that way, because i know how i met them, thru the name they call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of those who knew me as rocha would always be unsure on how to introduce me to other people, if they'll use rocha or tin-tin or kristine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am okay with having plenty of names, since i get to have an idea who is calling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it's rocha, it would be from highschool or bld. that is why, i still am not used to bld people calling me tin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristine is for work. in my work now, only those from our office calls me tin. the consultants call me kristine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tin-tin is for family, college and after college friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pretty tin, mostly for econsoc. it started there, so i guess that's the reason why most of those who call me pretty tin are from econsoc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you can call me however you like. as long as it's not bad words, okay? :)&lt;br /&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/6594107-5591831477951886824?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/5591831477951886824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=5591831477951886824' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5591831477951886824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5591831477951886824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-name-is.html' title='My Name Is...'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-8672439651559491219</id><published>2008-09-28T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:34:33.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Your Name Is...</title><content type='html'>i have a crush in church. i don't know him personally. we just see him in church. and since we do not know him, nor anything about him, we just guess.guessing his age, and now guessing his name. my sister's guess is james or jonathan. for my brother, it's chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone suggested enrico or diego. but with how looks, my sister and i don't think it's either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it got me thinking. does a name fit a face? or can certain names really describe/represent a face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i really look like a kristine?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-8672439651559491219?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/8672439651559491219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=8672439651559491219' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8672439651559491219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8672439651559491219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/09/your-name-is.html' title='Your Name Is...'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-3418921087192744843</id><published>2008-09-21T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:45:36.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Birthday Wish</title><content type='html'>to be honest, i told myself way back that i'll not post another bday wishlist. but i can't help myself. am posting one again. hehehe. before making your christmas list, consider my bday list first, okay? my bday comes before xmas anyway. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;an all expense paid out of the country trip&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;an all expense paid out of manila trip&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;free roundtrip out of the country airfare ticket&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;free roundtrip out of luzon airfare ticket&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;free businessclass roundtrip ticket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a free spa treatment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a free make-over (tristan!!!! happy birthday to you)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a boyfriend! hahaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;yes i know it's mostly about free travel. but what i really like is that my day would be special in a good way :)&lt;br /&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/6594107-3418921087192744843?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/3418921087192744843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=3418921087192744843' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3418921087192744843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3418921087192744843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday-wish.html' title='Birthday Wish'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-1034507514714985137</id><published>2008-09-17T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T08:09:52.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ampalaya'/><title type='text'>Forgotten</title><content type='html'>sometimes i would go into hibernate mode from text messaging and the likes, i guess it's my time for myself or for other matters. but as a friend tells me, you should be careful when you go into a hibernate mode, because your friends or people might get used to of your absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, but recently, this is what i am thinking. people would not really notice if i become gone. or become quiet, unless i do not send the morning prayers or the forwarded text messages. but my stories (as if i love telling stories) or other personal experiences, people would not miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not afraid of death. honestly, i do not fear dying. what i fear is that i'll totally be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what not i was really supposed to blog about. i don't know i just want to write it. that's all. end of drama mode &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6594107-1034507514714985137?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/1034507514714985137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=1034507514714985137' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1034507514714985137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1034507514714985137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/09/forgotten.html' title='Forgotten'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-6343890491934335574</id><published>2008-09-13T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T10:50:31.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all around the place(s)'/><title type='text'>Malaysia? Why Not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;before anything else, i would like to say thank you first to &lt;a href="http://www.kyels.com/"&gt;kyels&lt;/a&gt; for answering all our queries about malaysia. and apologies also. but kyels had been one of the nice malaysians that i've encountered. thanks kyels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we only had a daytour of kuala lumpur. with our 12-hour stay in malaysia (we chose to cut the stay short), there had been only three highlights for me and my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/126/28"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/11/photos/126/300x300/28/DSCI4111.JPG?et=0tI8ZcEIIpYautc7C4x4mw&amp;amp;nmid=113212074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the &lt;a href="http://www.ritzcarlton.com/en/Properties/KualaLumpur/Information/Default.htm"&gt;ritz-carlton hotel &lt;/a&gt;experience. if ever i'll return to malaysia, i would really prefer to stay there. the staff especially the concierge were really friendly and helpful. and i like the amenities. life-saver. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. chinese temple (sorry forgot the name of the temple). i really wanted to go here to witness live what you see on tv. what makes it more wonderful for me is that we got to experience how they worship and did the fortune thing. what was my fortune? "you will tie the knot." i know this is about matrimony and not tying the knot of a gift wrap. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/126/52"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/10/photos/126/300x300/52/DSCI4143.JPG?et=qm56c4174vby9MSNDHvETA&amp;amp;nmid=113212074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. meeting this chinese guy who helped us in finding the pavilion. he doesn't really know the way but he still led us there and even called up his friend to ask for the directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait! there could a fourth highlight. the immigration when we entered malaysia. the immigration guy was really friendly even if we did not have any embarkation pass. and he's the first friendly malaysian we've met, which had been a major relief especially since our bus driver was rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you will notice, 3 out of the four highlights that we had has something to do with people helping us and being friendly. it's because our malaysia trip was really an adventure. and since it was just the two of us who have no idea of the place, these people had really been blessings for us. we really felt lost in malaysia. when we ask for directions from different people, we'll also receive three different directions. and even if the place we're asking is just on the next street, they do not know it. and we're talking about major places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure our friends in singapore find us amusing when they asked us about our trip in malaysia. it's because when we answer it's like we're traumatized with our trip. hehehe. i don't think my sister and i would return there soon, or if at our own expense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if you're into designer stores, you'll love it there. coz you'll see designer stores almost everywhere. and we're talking about really high-end stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  oh well.. at least i got to see the place. i just hope the next time i'll be able to visit it, i'll have a more pleasant stay.&lt;br /&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/6594107-6343890491934335574?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/6343890491934335574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=6343890491934335574' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6343890491934335574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6343890491934335574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/09/malaysia-why-not.html' title='Malaysia? Why Not?'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-7177151064279246474</id><published>2008-09-07T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T20:04:24.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all around the place(s)'/><title type='text'>Singapore, Again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;why would i return to singapore? several reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'd like to explore it more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;experience luge &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SMNwlwoKCC8AACHaB5E1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMNwlwoKCC8AACHaB5E1/IMG-1093.JPG?et=l5bk5wnXsFAZ1G1%2BHvs6Pg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.nightsafari.com.sg/"&gt;night safari&lt;/a&gt;. the one thing i'd like to experience and yet never got a chance to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go back to &lt;a href="http://www.sentosa.com.sg/"&gt;sentosa&lt;/a&gt; when it's not raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to have lunch/dinner with ann and julie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to see cesar and rey. wakeboarding? hahaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy ballpens so mark10 kids will lead the prayers again. hehe&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SMN4OQoKCC8AAFU1U501"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMN4OQoKCC8AAFU1U501/DSCI4254.JPG?et=OXuCLuMxv6ixhLKKAbYEpA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to buy an umbrella! - this is our main purpose in going to singapore the last time, but i was not able to buy one. yup, the umbrella should be bought in singapore. hehe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;there are lots of other reasons, but for now this will be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*forgot to mention.. another reason.. so that bld people in singapore would have a reunion again. hehe ;p&lt;br /&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/6594107-7177151064279246474?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/7177151064279246474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=7177151064279246474' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7177151064279246474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/7177151064279246474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/09/singapore-again.html' title='Singapore, Again?'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-3325286545410339561</id><published>2008-08-27T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T13:46:09.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all around the place(s)'/><title type='text'>Friends are Gifts from God</title><content type='html'>in every trip that i have, i always have a realization afterwards. and for the recently concluded singapore trip, it's realizing that i'm really blessed with the best friends God can bestow to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really thankful for my friends who are now based in singapore for having the time to see, accompany and help me and my sister when we were there. most of them really had to travel far (yes, i know it's just an mrt away..but still it's a 30-minute ride), the tiring walking around. and also spending lots of cellphone load to call and text us. hehe. and also for the treat.. food trip galore. hehe. because of this i slightly fell in love sa singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for beng who offered their house to us. accompanied us even if it's raining (malay ba natin na uulan) and even if it means luluwas siya out of tampines. hehe&lt;br /&gt;for tatee and mike who accompanied us to sentosa even if it's their nth time there. tatee, for watching song of the sea and touring us around town; and mike for the lovely photos&lt;br /&gt;i'll back so that the bld people can have a reunion again, hopefully in less than a year's time. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLVvOwoKCC8AAC6fF6g1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 267px; height: 200px;" class="alignleftb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLVu3goKCC8AACBBvXM1/IMG-1093.JPG?et=%2Cn%2CKJD33Dw7qUwRXkDP%2COw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 249px; height: 200px;" class="alignrightb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLVvOwoKCC8AAC6fF6g1/IMG-1078.JPG?et=X9jF0abJt5dGFziyq1GM%2BA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;for ljieu and linc who accompanied us all throughout. foodtrip galore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLVvOwoKCC8AAC6fF6g1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLVwjQoKCC8AAEziMDI1/DSCI4007.JPG?et=ZSWHC%2B%2BL0%2B5SY2ZJniK4dA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;for julie who went all the way just to get my gift for my inaanak. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;for ann, the birthday girl, who would supposedly meet me on her special day. i'm really sorry ann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm also thankful for the angels to whom (that are here) i have first announced where i'm going and when i asked them what they would like for me to bring home for them, they have the same reply : that i'll enjoy my vacation and that would be enough. i'm really touched with that. thank you. i did enjoy the vacation.&lt;br /&gt;for kyels who helped with our malaysia questions.&lt;br /&gt;for those who prayed that i'll have this vacation: kirby, wakieboardies, chian, jewel.. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course to my sister, who had been patient. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, this is just a thank you post. coz that weekend just really showed me how much blessed i am with my friends. it truly is an incredible weekend and that is thanks to my friends &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*bld pictures (first two) are from mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6594107-3325286545410339561?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/3325286545410339561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=3325286545410339561' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3325286545410339561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/3325286545410339561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/08/friends-are-gifts-from-god.html' title='Friends are Gifts from God'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-2383121837555239692</id><published>2008-08-15T09:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:03:30.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. i saw an avp this week made for my dad's highschool reunion. there were pictures of him (recent pictures) smiling. and i was like shocked. because his smiles were like my smiles when my pictures are taken. the missing eyes smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SKTT7QoKCC8AAHJhKhM1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 271px; height: 203px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKTT7QoKCC8AAHJhKhM1/a.JPG?et=i%2CJkvQSBxz6XCcShvIaBrQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yihee! sweet! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;wait! just look at the smiles and not our big bodies. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. nowadays, i sleep late. it's because i'm getting addicted to a taiwanese series (pobs, this is all your fault. hehe) and korean movies (dyo, your fault. hehe). however late it is, i will watch one episode of the series or one movie. or if time permits, one each. hehehe. and because of this, my sister asked me the other day if i would like to go with them to south korea next year when they visit the place. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SKTUvgoKCC8AAH9kXyU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKTUvgoKCC8AAH9kXyU1/b.jpg?et=M2wmp%2BSfVA77D8CbIshJfw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  last week, i was looking for consultants and their capabilities. so how do i do it? via google. when i got a free time, i tried to google my name. nothing about me. hehehe. it's only when i searched for pretty tin that it's really related to me. but when you search for this certain store in google, there's a big probability that my blog would be the number one result&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. for the past three weeks, dad of a friend would die. every week. i know everyday someone is dying. but if it's every week and if it's a family member of someone you know, it's really saddening. again, my condolence and prayers to my friends and their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6594107-2383121837555239692?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/2383121837555239692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=2383121837555239692' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2383121837555239692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2383121837555239692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/08/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-673830347448066971</id><published>2008-08-11T08:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:02:14.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>License to be Pretty</title><content type='html'>one day, &lt;a href="http://www.kurokuroatbp.com/"&gt;Ate Toe&lt;/a&gt; and i were chatting and she told me that after five years she once again got her philippine driver's license. welcome back ate toe! i asked her how was her picture. she said that of course, no one is beautiful at their driver's license photo. i totally objected. i'm proud of my picture on my driver's license. hehehe. i remember when i got my license. i really smiled for the camera. and my sister was like saying that i was OA. but when we both got our license, she kept on asking why i looked good. hahahaha. even if it's not a picture for &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com"&gt;friendster&lt;/a&gt;, still i smile like it's going to be my primary pic in the internet. of course! coz i'm sure other people would still see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i just do not like with my license is my signature. i really can't understand how my signature here is way different than my original signature. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SJ-GggiLdDI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZK0I47puxgk/s1600-h/scan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SJ-GggiLdDI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZK0I47puxgk/s320/scan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233049185075033138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what can you say about the picture? i'm sure it's not also obvious that i haven't taken a bath yet when that was taken. hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594107-673830347448066971?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/673830347448066971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=673830347448066971' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/673830347448066971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/673830347448066971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/08/license-to-be-pretty.html' title='License to be Pretty'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SJ-GggiLdDI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZK0I47puxgk/s72-c/scan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-5492214644921279220</id><published>2008-08-03T19:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:40:37.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taggish'/><title type='text'>20 Questions</title><content type='html'>Again, it's after 20 years before I discovered that I was tagged by Meyms. Meyms, not following directions ka kse. Sabi inform the person that he/she was tagged. You didn't inform me. hehehe. anyway, here are my answers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the rule: Remove 1 question from the list below, and add your own personal question to make it a total of 20 questions. Tag 8 people, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At what age do/did you wish to marry?&lt;br /&gt;  -28 or 29.. next year (2009) so i could still be 28 or already 29 by then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What color do you like most?&lt;br /&gt;  -pastel colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you can have a superpower, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;  -The ability to read people’s mind. --&gt; same. coz that's the kind of superpower i don't like to be used at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you can travel anywhere in the world, where would you want to go?&lt;br /&gt;  -cambodia, bora bora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Which part of you that you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;  -tummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When you get sad, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;  -eat chocolate, pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;  -My family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you win $1 million, what would you do with the money?&lt;br /&gt;  -Dollars? Buy a house and car. treat my whole family to an out of the country travel (most probably just in korea. hahahaha). all expense paid trip fo my friends to boracay. invest (could be stocks, real estate, or buy condo unit which i'll rent out). donate to &lt;a href="http://www.kanlungansaerma.org/index.htm"&gt;kanlungan sa erma&lt;/a&gt; and other charities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you love the most last year (2007)?&lt;br /&gt;  -personal travels almost every month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. How did you get your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    -Kristine Marie - from Christ and Mary; Rocha - my music teacher misread my surname;&lt;br /&gt;prettytin - i don't know. econsoc just started calling me by that name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is the moment you regret most?&lt;br /&gt;  -no regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;  -feelers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your greatest asset?&lt;br /&gt;  -physically?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you had one wish, what would you wish for?&lt;br /&gt;  -peace on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. How did you celebrate the New Year?&lt;br /&gt;  -syempre sa hotel. for four years already, we never celebrated it at home. my mom doesn't like to celebrate it at home. but i just slept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Name the one body part your hubby or boyfriend tells you he adores.&lt;br /&gt;  -wait! i have to know first the name of my boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. It's 2008. What are you looking forward to this year?&lt;br /&gt;  -new career&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Anything in your life that you wish weren't so awful?&lt;br /&gt;  -ummm... can't think of any at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What's the shallowest thing you intend to do this year?&lt;br /&gt;  -have a vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.  Where will you be 10 years from now?&lt;br /&gt;  -i have to ask my hubby first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, who will i tag? emcee, &lt;a href="http://manilenya.com/"&gt;manilenya&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://akoni.info/"&gt;ate ghee&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://theluckywan.blogspot.com/"&gt;lizeth&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://melavilaalarilla.blogspot.com/"&gt;mel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://miskina-ano.blogspot.com/"&gt;wil&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://appleofmyeyes.kadyo.com/"&gt;ate ann&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://forbidden-planet.blogspot.com/"&gt;richard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6594107-5492214644921279220?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/5492214644921279220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=5492214644921279220' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5492214644921279220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5492214644921279220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/08/20-questions.html' title='20 Questions'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-6261413745469815147</id><published>2008-07-30T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T14:36:54.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>An Update on The New Tin-tin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so what is the update on my post &lt;a href="http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-tin-tin.html"&gt;The New Tin-tin&lt;/a&gt;? am i successful? have i achieved my goal? i still cannot see my collarbone. but when people see me they say that i'm really thinner. but when i weigh, our scale would show no change. i even gain weight. but my clothes are somehow more loose now. or maybe &lt;a href="http://zasam.blogspot.com/"&gt;zasam&lt;/a&gt; is right. manang luz, our dear laundrywoman, is not good in washing my clothes anymore that's why they became loose. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i can't show any pictures. the latest picture that i have is last July 6. but 5 days after that (after not going home for three days), when my mom saw me she did not recognize me because according to her i look like an addict. weh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SJAHygoKCC8AABaeQhw1/71122104615-0-ALB.jpg?et=zDh9scZz%2C3s9zNjJRiVPZA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i'd like to thank ate rezza who helped me achieve my goal. well, i still really have not reached my goal but it's okay coz at least from this point, i know that it is possible and i'm really headed towards there. thanks ate rez!&lt;br /&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/6594107-6261413745469815147?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/6261413745469815147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=6261413745469815147' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6261413745469815147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/6261413745469815147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/07/update-on-new-tin-tin.html' title='An Update on The New Tin-tin'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-2749751546303737027</id><published>2008-07-19T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T10:02:34.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>Jeepney Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;one of the facts i mention when i get tagged is that &lt;a href="http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2007/07/idiotsyncrasy.html"&gt;i would rather walk than ride the jeepney&lt;/a&gt;. but i do ride the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeepney"&gt;jeepney&lt;/a&gt;. when i ride the jeep before it was not a big deal, but now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four hours of bus ride would give you and your companion a chance to talk anything and everything under the sun. that's what happened to jason and i when we went to &lt;a href="http://www.ironwulf.net/2007/05/01/anawangin-cove-and-capones-island-lighthouse/"&gt;Anawangin&lt;/a&gt;. we talked about everything, as in everything, even economics! so don't be surprised that we talked about riding the jeepney. i remember telling him that as much as possible i don't ride the jeep. that i just walk home from the office than ride a jeepney. and why is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) i really think that i smell more polluted when i ride the jeep&lt;br /&gt;(2) i just don't like the feeling of having your skin touch your seatmate who is sweaty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not being mean. i'm just being honest. and i'm not being maarte or judgmental. i still ride the jeepney. when i go the prayer meeting, i sometimes ride the jeep. so why am i writing this and sounds defensive? it's because of this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/120/30"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 254px; height: 190px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/17/photos/120/300x300/30/29.jpg?et=a72i5g7Nci4VoMsP6FlCQQ&amp;amp;nmid=105396791" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it was taken inside a jeepney. that's me in green! and i did not just photoshop myself there. and to clear to Yen that i do ride the jeepney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my preference not to ride the jeep makes me maarte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if there's a jeep from west ave. to coron, i'll definitely ride that! it's an airconed jeep, right? &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6594107-2749751546303737027?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/2749751546303737027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=2749751546303737027' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2749751546303737027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/2749751546303737027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/07/jeepney-ride.html' title='Jeepney Ride'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-1134948166520974817</id><published>2008-06-29T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T17:53:51.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>The New Tin-tin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SGdbNPd2sBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pb7LyChIkLU/s1600-h/364586849206_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SGdbNPd2sBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pb7LyChIkLU/s320/364586849206_0_ALB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217238976380186642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i saw my friends recently, i can only hear one comment.. "you're getting thin." but a former officemate who have seen me years ago and i have not seen for a while had a different remark: "tin, what happened? you're getting big." i can't blame her. coz i'm really bigger now. but compared with the past months or last year, i'm really getting smaller. yehey! and next week, i'll really try to slim down more. i have a goal now. and i think more than ever, it's only now that i'm really determined to slim down. when will i be satisfied? if i can see my collarbone. bwahaha. or just to be like in the picture again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't find a better picture. sorry. hehehe. basta starting tomorrow, i'll be disciplined so i will lose weight. i still can't accept that i weigh more than eric. and to think that he's taller than me. and he's the one who's eating all the food in our house. waah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. goodluck tin-tin. especially now that i don't have to walk far just to get a cab. i just hope i'll be successful. no, i'm not hoping that i'll be successful. i know that i'll be successful. hahaha &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6594107-1134948166520974817?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/1134948166520974817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=1134948166520974817' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1134948166520974817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1134948166520974817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-tin-tin.html' title='The New Tin-tin'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lzu1f3A7Q9U/SGdbNPd2sBI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pb7LyChIkLU/s72-c/364586849206_0_ALB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-5413411326700378067</id><published>2008-06-15T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T17:54:10.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taggish'/><title type='text'>Another Survey</title><content type='html'>  as my &lt;a href="http://www.multiply.com"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt; contacts are aware of, most of the time I would get to read about their post after 6(?) months. hehehe. and this is one of those I've just read recently which was posted by Ate Mei last January pa. hehe. sorry if my posts recently have been more of surveys.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;1. Is it difficult for you to look into someone's eyes when you are telling them how you feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;=&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt; kind of. i don't know. i have problem in concentrating to just look in one's eyes. i need to look at other things because i always need distractions. and that doesn't mean i'm not telling the truth ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;2. You are on a flight from Honolulu to Chicago non-stop. There is a fire in the back of the plane. You get enough time to make ONE phone call. Who would you call?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;= &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;either my mom or my sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;3. You are at the doctor's office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. (A) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? (B) What do you do with your remaining days? (C) Would you be afraid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;A = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;hmmm... this i don't know. i could possibly tell people so that they would become nice to me. hahaha. and sometimes when you announce it, it doesn't happen. so my life would be extended pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;B = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;i'll call everyone i know and invite them to one big farewell party. i would write a thank you and goodbye post. i would just like to see everyone who had been part of my life. and of course go to confession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;C = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;no way. i guess i would even be excited to see God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;4. You can have one of the following two things: trust/love.  &lt;br&gt;=&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt; i think it's a package deal when you have love. because if you love, you truest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;fired. What do you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;= &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;same with ate mei. i'll ask someone to help. the dog might bite me. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;6. If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;=&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt; london. i don't know, that's the first thing that came to my mind. but i'll be okay even if it's just amanpulo just as long as i'll be able to relax. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;7. Think of the last person who you really knew that died. You have the chance to give them 1 hour of life back, but you have to give one year of your life. would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;=&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;i absolutely would. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;8. Are you the kind of friend that you would want to have as a friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;= &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;i guess. coz i think i'll be lucky to have me as a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;9. Does love = sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;= &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;nope. two entirely different things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;10. Your best friend dies, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;cry malamang. iyakin na kse ako. help in preparing for the services. and same with ate mei, i'll slightly be envious coz nasa heaven na siya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;11. When and how was the last time you told someone HONESTLY how you felt?&lt;br&gt;= &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;honestly feel? ummm... am not really sure. maybe last week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;12. What would be harder for you, to tell someone you love them or that you do not love them back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;= &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;that i don't love them back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;13. What do you think would be the hardest thing for you to give up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;=&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt; hmmm... i really can't think of anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;14. Excluding romantic love, when was the last time you told someone you loved them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;= &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt; recently. coz i always tell my friends that i love them especially if i really feel them to be a blessing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;15. If you had to go back in time and change one thing, if you HAD to, even if you had "no regrets" what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;=&lt;span style="font-style: italic;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;really big secret. but also could be school for college. i don't regret going to uplb, especially since i really enjoyed my college life and my friends from there are really the best things that happened to me. but sometimes i ask myself what if we have sticked to the original plan of me studying in manila. i'm sure my life now would entirely be different and that's what i'd like to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;font-style: italic;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;16. Imagine. It is a dark night, you are alone, it is raining outside, you hear someone walking around outside your window. Who do you call?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;= &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;my mom. coz she's just beside me. yup, i now sleep beside my mom. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;17. Would you give a homeless person CPR if they were dying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;= &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;i don't know how to do a CPR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;18. Are you old-fashioned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;=&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt; old-fashioned in what sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;19. Which would you choose, true love with a guarantee of a heart break or have never loved before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;=&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;font-style: italic;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;'tis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;font-style: italic;&lt;br /&gt;font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt; better to have loved and lost, than to not have loved at all - i just have to agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;20. Would you love someone who completes you or someone who loves you completely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;= &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;someone who loves me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;&lt;br /&gt;font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;completely... coz i think it would follow that i'll be more complete :)&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/6594107-5413411326700378067?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/5413411326700378067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=5413411326700378067' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5413411326700378067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/5413411326700378067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-survey.html' title='Another Survey'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-1162397526733158819</id><published>2008-06-15T06:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T16:12:55.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally me'/><title type='text'>Non-Negotiables</title><content type='html'>one of the main topics during our Mindoro trip was our Non-Negotiables when looking for a boyfriend/girlfriend. and this has been a constant topic recently with my friends. nd last friday, when i went out with the wakieboardies (i really missed you guys), this had been brought up again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, for me.. my non-negotiable is not to date an ex of a friend. maybe not really an ex but someone my friend got involved with in the past. that's why dino and tristan has no chance for me. sorry. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about you? what's your non-negotiables? for those who are already married, what were your non-negotiables before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ralph and Thinz, before you tell me that there are no non-negotiables and your requirements would be disregarded if you become inlove.. i'll agree to that.. but as much as possible, you try to stick to this non-negotiables.and i am sure, somehow we all have our own non-negotiables.&lt;br /&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/6594107-1162397526733158819?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/1162397526733158819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=1162397526733158819' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1162397526733158819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1162397526733158819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/06/non-negotiables.html' title='Non-Negotiables'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-1854974531886480475</id><published>2008-06-12T10:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T15:20:31.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ampalaya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogsy friends'/><title type='text'>Friendship Never Ends (Thank You)</title><content type='html'>For my 27 years of existence in this world, it is only this year that I have experienced my lowest point. And I'm sure a lot of people would be surprised to hear this. 2008 had been a very different year for me. There had been memories for this year (Anawangin, Mindoro, dinner with friends), but there had been more of sad memories. Actually, it's just shallow but they affected me deeply. So how did I survive? How did I cope with my depression mode? It's thru my friends. There had been friends who I see once in a while that puts a smile on my face. But there are two groups in my friends list who had been there listening to my sad talks and made me laugh, comforts, understands and tried to be supportive. They are the Wakieboardies and the Angels. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They are special mentions because they are the ones I text or write when something is bothering me. They would just listen, sometimes has a comment but the important thing is they listen. That's why thank you my dear friends. You just don't know how much you've helped me to be sane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/67/118"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" height="142" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/19/photos/67/300x300/118/1397056911_958aed5ea0.jpg?et=njXcCo0OSxt6pRb4ERfcEg&amp;amp;nmid=58414617" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wakieboardies, I hope there'll be another out-of-town trip for us. Thank you for the pamorningan sessions. And for the spontaneous meet-ups. The emails, everything. I also hope people would not feel out of place when they're with us. Hahahaha. I just can't believe that one trip would make us bond like this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/99/27"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" style="WIDTH: 297px; HEIGHT: 163px" height="153" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/6/photos/99/300x300/27/DSC_0087.jpg?et=3+c8sqxYx4DTlw7MX0xRAQ&amp;amp;nmid=86479477" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;Angels, I miss you girls. I don't know why I had been quiet. Even if I would really love to reply to your messages (text or ym), I really controlled myself not to. And I don't know why. Nagpapamiss. hahaha. Kay Papa Abet lang ako nagreply when he got back to Manila. Hehe. Hope to see you soon and I hope I can join again sa out of town trip nyo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But to all my other friends who I have talked to this year, my new friends who I just met.. thank you. In your little ways, you've also helped me. Thank you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jassy, I don't have kilig kwentos. But when I have, that would be my next post.&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png" /&gt; Yup, contrary to popular belief, I don't have any kilig stories. Tin, okay na? Hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/6594107-1854974531886480475?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/1854974531886480475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=1854974531886480475' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1854974531886480475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/1854974531886480475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/06/friendship-never-ends-thank-you.html' title='Friendship Never Ends (Thank You)'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-8984055830164106047</id><published>2008-06-02T05:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T15:21:07.538+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Breakfast, Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;when at home, i don't eat breakfast. for me, breakfast would just be drinking milk. but i would love to have breakfast with friends especially before reporting for work. it is okay with me to wake up extra early just to have breakfast with friends before going to work. it is my dream to do that. that is why i am thankful to dino coz he made that dream a reality when he suggested to have breakfast before when he had a thing in ortigas. and the reason why i was so envious when abet's angels has breakfast in makati.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;lately, i've been having breakfasts with my college buddies. but it's not the usual breakfast where you wake up early. we had breakfasts because it's already 6am and we are still together. haay.. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so why am i writing this? well, the sagada peeps had breakfast this morning. also, it's just that i am hoping to have breakfast with the angels one of these days. or with a friend before i start the day at work. i think it will be a great start of the day. unwinding before the stress kicks in. huh? what? hahaha. sorry for this nonsense post. i just have nothing to write.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;hope everyone will have a great june :)&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/6594107-8984055830164106047?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/8984055830164106047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=8984055830164106047' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8984055830164106047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/8984055830164106047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/06/breakfast-anyone.html' title='Breakfast, Anyone?'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-428224672309717987</id><published>2008-05-22T19:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T00:04:38.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Pink Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eversince, my favorite church is the Pink Sisters Church in New Manila. it's because the plce is really like holy. i love watching the pink nuns praying infront. yes, they're some kind of snobs because there are these rails that separate the nuns from the churchgoers. but still.. i love hearing mass there coz i really feel close to God. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edu would keep on telling us that praying in Pink Sisters and leaving your prayer petitions there, would really help you. it's effective to visit them and pray. and i believe him. coz after visiting them last holy week (in New Manila) and just recently (in Tagaytay), it's like my prayers were heard. and remember i mentioned before that i woke up one day feeling that there are people praying for me. i guess they are one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, what's my plan for the future? i have this certain plan that only the wakieboardies know about. but on the sunday the wakieboardies (minus tristan) went to to pink sisters, after the mass my family learned about that plan. was it after or during the mass? i am just amused with the reactions i got from my family when they learned about it. especially with my brother's suggestion so just that my plans would not push through. maybe in august, i'll make a suvey about that plan to see what your reactions will be. well, i got to ask some of the angels during one of the confi before. but i'm sure they think i am not serious. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if my thoughts are scattered. it's been a while since i wrote in my blog. and i just can't believe that i've visited pink sisters thrice already this year. and two of those are in tagaytay. oh well... that's what you do when you need all the prayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettytin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SDWPJwoKCC8AAFvNegs1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.prettytin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SDWPJwoKCC8AAFvNegs1/P5180235.JPG?et=BYEY028fKZHAUJlcx6YLPg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6594107-428224672309717987?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/428224672309717987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6594107&amp;postID=428224672309717987' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/428224672309717987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6594107/posts/default/428224672309717987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/2008/05/pink-sisters.html' title='Pink Sisters'/><author><name>tin-tin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950275816660590223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-2992476276836369285</id><published>2008-05-06T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T15:12:06.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Why I Should Buy a Camera Phone?</title><content type='html'>i am contented with my phone. especially since all i need in a phone is that i'll be able to send text messages and make a call. and i have a digicam, so why would i still buy a camera phone? then why is a camphone important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's important if you'll get hit by a truck. i would have taken a pciture of the spot where i got hit/fell. the driver's license of the truck driver especially if there's no photocopier around. picture of the truck and the driver. even the picture of the policeman. my picture right after i got hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or.. bring my digicam everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************&lt;br /&gt;i would like to say thank you for my family and friends who became really concerned about me when they learned about what happened. touched ako! promise! i didn't realize you'd be that concerned. thanks everyone. love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************&lt;br /&gt;and i hope i'll not have bodyaches anymore so i can go to sagada. and start with poi &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6594107-2992476276836369285?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/2992476276836369285/comments/default' 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src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a28/tintintinner/pacute.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594107.post-7960652595387950450</id><published>2008-05-01T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:21:24.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsensical'/><title type='text'>Different Topics in One Entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i love my eyes. not only because when i smile it's really smiling, but also because after i cry (even after i cry really hard), after a few minutes there would be no signs that i cried.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am a great friend. i am willing to sacrifice a lot of things for my friends. just this year, to be able to help my friends, there were some decisions made that is really life-changing for me (and my family).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i've realized why committing suicide is a sin. it's not only because you're killing (youself). but what makes it more sinful is because when you killed committed suicide, you've lost hope. you're losing hope in God and maybe faith in Him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;people really do come to your life for a reason. not everyone will stay. they are just really given to you during that time because God knows it's them that you needed during that specific time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;whenever i join raffle contests and pray that i win because i'm going to give the prize to somebody else, most of the time i win a major prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have nothing to write these past few days, weeks and months. i am just updating my blog.&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/6594107-7960652595387950450?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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doing nothing if i was not with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another topic... i don't know if the world is small or the people i know are just everywhere. it's because whenver i go in an out of town trip, i would always see someone i know. i think it was only in batangas when we went wakeboarding that i did not see anyone i know. but what really amazed me (and even my friends) is seeing someone i know in baler! baler which is a very far place, a real adventure to go to. and yet, i would see a highschool classmate there?? amazing!&lt;br /&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/6594107-2129669846276187819?l=prettytin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettytin.blogspot.com/feeds/2129669846276187819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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