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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2010/05/enough-of-fpj-please.html' title='Enough of FPJ Please'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-7115422346081898674</id><published>2010-05-06T12:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T13:02:01.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invasion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hubby startled me with a question 2 weeks ago in the car going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Mommy alam mo ba yun jejemon?&lt;br /&gt;M: Ha? Anung jejemon?&lt;br /&gt;H: Ewan ko nga eh pinagkakagulahan nila sa office. Topic kanina. Parang gay lingo daw, yun iniiba yun spelling ng mga words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ako, nakakunot ang noo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: No idea.&lt;br /&gt;H: Google mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we got home and forgot all about it until last week when my BFF Val texted me with a forwarded jejemon joke. And that night, I asked all my officemates if they knew about this jejemon craze. Nobody did. Huli lang ba kami talaga sa balita o tumatanda na? Anyway lately ko lang talaga nalaman who these jejemons are. An excellent definition of their kind will be found in Urban Dictionary (google it) Or better yet refer to Pluma ni Jepoy blog found on my sidebar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, my officemates and I were reading all kinds of definition of this Jejemons, and Jader found this website wherein they translate normal words into jejemon slang. Using that website, eto ngayon ang kakalabasan ng blog ko:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S-JM5vv5M3I/AAAAAAAAAUA/VdgNjPjvUik/s1600/jeje.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468017452534805362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S-JM5vv5M3I/AAAAAAAAAUA/VdgNjPjvUik/s320/jeje.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And by the way they call it the Jologs-inator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Link: jejemon.com - if you plan to be a jejemon, or wants to be one practice here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/7540675705175694271-7115422346081898674?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/7115422346081898674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=7115422346081898674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7115422346081898674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7115422346081898674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2010/05/invasion.html' title='Invasion'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S-JM5vv5M3I/AAAAAAAAAUA/VdgNjPjvUik/s72-c/jeje.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-2687045710407859786</id><published>2010-01-25T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:03:22.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Night Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last night hubby and I finally had our night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pahinga muna from babysitting. Iniwan muna sa mga ever reliable na Lola's and Tita's si baby Sasha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't go far since we would like to be home early too. We just planned to eat dinner and watch a movie. Since ang last movie na napanuod pa namin ay Avatar, and that was a day before I gave birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to try Persia Grill. Napanuod kasi ni hubby somewhere yun place, so we went there to have dinner. In fairness, masarap ang food nila mahirap nga lang sabihin lalo na kung di ka Arabiano kaya mega turo na lang kami sa menu. Ang style pa ni hubby ay tanungin kung anu ang best seller nila yun daw ang kakainin namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had grilled lamb chops for our main course. Di ko na matandaan ang name ng starter since mahirap nga ang spelling. Balak ko i-post ang mga kinain namin, pero dahil sa sobrang takaw naming dalawa late na ng na-picturan ko, kaya ito na lang ang natira:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S11p6rhFNlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/jRQg7jhcZOw/s1600-h/Photo0188.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430613182513493586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S11p6rhFNlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/jRQg7jhcZOw/s320/Photo0188.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balak pa naman sana namin mag crepes and creme for dessert kaso nasarhan na kami ng mga stores kaya nauwi na lang sa kape sa walang kakupas kupas na Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ang movie na pinanuod naman ay Legion. Tama nga si Commander Zuma - wala siyang kwenta. Okay sana yun effects kaso walang kwenta yun storya. We were expecting na warla ng mga angels yun movie. We were so disappointed. Ayoko na ikwento pa, if you're curious bumili ka na lang ng DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that concludes our night out. Then balik babysitting na naman :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-2687045710407859786?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/2687045710407859786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=2687045710407859786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/2687045710407859786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/2687045710407859786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-night-out.html' title='Our Night Out'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S11p6rhFNlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/jRQg7jhcZOw/s72-c/Photo0188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-3441647779457037791</id><published>2010-01-24T11:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T11:37:18.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mga Sintomas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Masasabi mong ganap ka ng ina kapag na-achieve mo na ang mga sumusunod:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. May automatic alarm clock ka every 3 hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Parang si Spiderman ang senses mo. Konting ingay lang kahit bulong ng langgam nagigising ka na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nakakapagtimpla ka ng gatas ng nakpikit ang mata at nananaginip pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Matatapos ang araw na marerealize mo hindi ka pa pala naliligo pero carry lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pinipilit mong gumising ng 7 AM para mag paaraw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Nagiging instant composer ka ng mga pampatulog na kanta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ...at choreographer din ng kakaibang dance steps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Kapag nagising ka sa umaga na hindi nagulo ang kama mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Nakakatulog ka ng nakaupo...at nakatayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At masasabi mong isa ka na talagang ina kapag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Kahit anung gusto mo na lumabas at makapagpahinga ay di mo magawa dahil kahit nakakapagod di mo maiwan ang makulit mong anak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-3441647779457037791?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/3441647779457037791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=3441647779457037791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3441647779457037791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3441647779457037791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2010/01/masasabi-mong-ganap-ka-ng-ina-kapag-na.html' title='Mga Sintomas'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-6421736206091872294</id><published>2010-01-21T17:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T18:00:21.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy First Month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Yesterday we celebrated Sasha's first month. Can't believe 30 days has passed after giving birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's a lot more heavier now, and I mean heavy. To the point that hubby and I both have back pains whenever we carry her. Juat look at the lines on her chubby tummy on this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S1gieL6vDYI/AAAAAAAAASw/UmRL7-vNJsA/s1600-h/1st+month+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429127252785696130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S1gieL6vDYI/AAAAAAAAASw/UmRL7-vNJsA/s320/1st+month+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more white tie-sides for Sasha as well. The rompers and over-alls we bought for her can now fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S1gjRIHIICI/AAAAAAAAAS4/aEXrdjNqP9s/s1600-h/1st+month+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429128127937257506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S1gjRIHIICI/AAAAAAAAAS4/aEXrdjNqP9s/s320/1st+month+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S1gjtxEAjAI/AAAAAAAAATA/1rQuINr91mY/s1600-h/1st+month+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429128619966368770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S1gjtxEAjAI/AAAAAAAAATA/1rQuINr91mY/s320/1st+month+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's easy to carry her now. Not as fragile as when she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S1gkVnnL7lI/AAAAAAAAATI/f69oPw0mQdE/s1600-h/1st+month+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429129304624328274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S1gkVnnL7lI/AAAAAAAAATI/f69oPw0mQdE/s320/1st+month+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her sleeping pattern has also changed. There are nights that she sleeps straight and just wakes up when she's hungry, and after burping sleeps again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both can't wait until she starts talking and walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-6421736206091872294?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/6421736206091872294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=6421736206091872294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6421736206091872294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6421736206091872294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-first-month.html' title='Happy First Month!'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S1gieL6vDYI/AAAAAAAAASw/UmRL7-vNJsA/s72-c/1st+month+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-7667400403304746091</id><published>2010-01-06T03:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T03:22:28.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day unlike any I had</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This must be my most stressful day ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started at 12 noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umiyak si Sasha. The usual checklist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed her (check)&lt;br /&gt;Burp (check)&lt;br /&gt;Diaper (check)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally if its daytime, she sleeps soundly. Eh ito pa naman yung araw na sobra antok ko. So I was expecting to get atleast an hour nap while she sleeps in the afternoon. Ayan na, naglatag pa ko ng higaan nya sa bed para tabi kami, since hubby's back working again he would also be sleeping and will have the AC on, kaya I thought na itabi ko na lang si Sasha kasi baka hindi ko marinig when she cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1PM - Aba! Gising pa din si kulet. Paulit ulit na tumutugtog ang favorite song nya na Star ng Pasko sa cellphone ko (that's her lullabye song) and still no effect. Super wide awake ang mata nya na minana nya sa daddy nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2PM, 3PM, 4PM until 5:30PM - Gising si Sasha. And whats worst is that In that 5 hours I was carrying her the whole time. Seems like her automatic sensor is turned on, that everytime I put her down thinking that she's already asleep, she cries. And take note, hindi yun iyak na pa-cute which she always does to her daddy, but the full-pledged PALAHAW, na abot hanggang kanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped lunch, merienda and even going to the john because I can't put her down. I wasn't even able to take a bath until around 8 PM when hubby woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what sasha ate today at nag-maldita sa pagtulog. But really, I was super stressed! Ang hirap talaga maging nanay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-7667400403304746091?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/7667400403304746091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=7667400403304746091&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7667400403304746091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7667400403304746091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-unlike-any-i-had.html' title='A day unlike any I had'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-3812356018920064546</id><published>2010-01-04T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:58:33.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Master the Art of One-Handedness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;After mastering the art of multi-tasking, I have learned to master the art of doing things with one hand. If you have a demanding child like my little Sasha you tend to learn things by default and without meaning to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;So far I have eaten with one hand, slept with one hand, and literally just do things using my very dependable righty while my lefty is cradling Sasha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two days she has learned that we easily give in to her crying noises. So everytime we put her to sleep, she has this built in sensor wherein when were about to put her to bed she cries so we have to pick her up again and do the whole routine of putting her to sleep. And for the past two nights I have been sleeping with her on the bed, with my arm around her. For Some reason she sleeps soundly when I breathe on her head and when she's cradled near my chest. So in exchange for a sleepless night, I opted for a sore night instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-3812356018920064546?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/3812356018920064546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=3812356018920064546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3812356018920064546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3812356018920064546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-master-art-of-one-handedness.html' title='To Master the Art of One-Handedness'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-1458169013398623438</id><published>2010-01-01T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:00:50.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Give Me One Shut Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I never knew how tedious it is to be a mom, until I became one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's Sasha's 12th day, and hubby and I never had a decent sleep since we got home from the hospital. So far we've learned to rotate in shifts. Hubby will sleep for the first half of the night while I look over Sasha, then me afterwards. But still, whenever Sasha cries, I still tend to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday it's the same thing. I wake up, feed her, do our 10-minute hello sunshine routine, hubby will prepare her bath and afterwards she'll feed again and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I will try to get a bit of sleep around 1, but since baby wakes up every 3 hours we're still unable to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like eversince our little angel came, we never had time for ourselves. It's constant baby work 24/7. Now I know why they say that you tend to forget yourself when you have a baby, it's not really wanting to neglect yourself but just that you don't have the time anymore. But still, nothing beats the feeling of knowing you're a parent and seeing you're baby smile for the first time makes it all worth the work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-1458169013398623438?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/1458169013398623438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=1458169013398623438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1458169013398623438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1458169013398623438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-give-me-one-shut-eye.html' title='Just Give Me One Shut Eye'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-7475472556276946296</id><published>2009-12-23T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T18:47:30.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed Crybabies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this afternoon hubby and I found ourselves crying at our little bundle of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SzH04fP3KFI/AAAAAAAAASY/lY-BMdRTEmE/s1600-h/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418381078001297490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SzH04fP3KFI/AAAAAAAAASY/lY-BMdRTEmE/s400/IMG_0137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-7475472556276946296?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/7475472556276946296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=7475472556276946296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7475472556276946296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7475472556276946296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/12/overwhelmed-crybabies.html' title='Overwhelmed Crybabies'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SzH04fP3KFI/AAAAAAAAASY/lY-BMdRTEmE/s72-c/IMG_0137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-4614067124934022402</id><published>2009-12-23T04:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T13:16:51.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sasha Fierce has Finally Graced our World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dec 19 - Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;15:00 - OLLH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited my OB. Had my IE. Could give birth anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;17:30 - Starbucks Ashcreek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mild cramping. OB said perfectly okay after IE. Could feel a little pain in the abdomen but would subside eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;19:30 - Car on the way home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cramps. Cramps. Cramps. Had to stop at McD's to pee. Hate cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;22:30 - Bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cramps. This time it's gotten worse. Really hurts! Called OB and was advised to observe then go to the hospital if it doesn't get better to be checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;23:30 - Bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I are joking about me giving birth tonight. Laughing so hard, we were laughing so hard I thought I peed on my knickers. After % minutes, everything broke loose...my waterbag just broke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;December 20 - OLLH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;00:30 - 7:30 - Labor Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In 30 minutes we arrived in the hospital. Pain was stilll bearable. After a few hours that's when the real LABOR PAINS kicked in! I literally wanted to die. I was asking for so many things, epidural, anesthesia, even begged one of the doctors to have a CS delivery just for the pain to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;7:31 - Delivery Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was a haze. My OB gave me two shots of this killer med which made me groggy, but everytime my cervix opens I can still fell the pain. Anyways, my begging paid off and they carted me to the labor room. I barely remember anything. I was half awake, half asleep. I remember seeing a lot of people inside, poking at me and asking me questions. I remember being strapped in, then my OB came in and what really was funny that I remember asking her to give me an epidural, and she replied with: "Okay, I'll give you an epidural but you need to push for me first. After you push I'll give it to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;8:37 - Delivery Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a woosh and my beautiful baby arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little angel has finally graced the world and all the pain was worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-4614067124934022402?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/4614067124934022402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=4614067124934022402&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/4614067124934022402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/4614067124934022402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/12/sasha-fierce-has-finally-graced-our.html' title='Sasha Fierce has Finally Graced our World!'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-7580541067803979572</id><published>2009-12-18T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T22:18:50.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam worthington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avatar'/><title type='text'>Sam Worthington: Avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cRdxXPV9GNQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cRdxXPV9GNQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I must say one of the best movies I've seen this year. James Cameron made it worth the wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-7580541067803979572?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/7580541067803979572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=7580541067803979572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7580541067803979572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7580541067803979572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/12/sam-worthington-avatar.html' title='Sam Worthington: Avatar'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-7993965786466819941</id><published>2009-12-18T02:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T02:32:23.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking up at 2 AM is definitely not fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;My fifth day in Maternity Leave and I'm awake again in the middle of the night. I wonder if it was just my body getting used to sleeping at night again or baby has something to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy hubby, who, for years now never had a night's sleep is snoring soundly beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched all the re-runs I can watch. First night I did my Friends marathon. Second night, had the itch to watch Matt Damon on film...ooohhh he still gives me the shivers such a hunk in the Bourne Films. I even watched Legally Blonde, which has always been my feel good chick flick. Reese Witherspoon cracks me up in that film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering now what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I raid the fridge? (Not too hungry.)&lt;br /&gt;Do my stitching? (Who stitches at 2 am?)&lt;br /&gt;Watch movies again? (I wonder what else is there to watch...)&lt;br /&gt;Read a book? (I bought Inkheart. Was quite curious of what it was about, so far not too thrilling. Never saw the film. Hmmm..I guess better buy a copy later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I are planning to go to the mall later. For my walk. Can't really do my walk here since when you step outside my mom's place, jeepneys will greet you, and hubby is not too fond of walking and getting sweaty at the same time. Plus, we still have to do some last minute Christmas Shopping anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I guess I better raid the fridge and watch a Matt Damon film again. Baby is getting feisty in my tummy again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-7993965786466819941?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/7993965786466819941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=7993965786466819941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7993965786466819941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7993965786466819941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/12/waking-up-at-2-am-is-definitely-not-fun.html' title='Waking up at 2 AM is definitely not fun'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-7783158810210844844</id><published>2009-12-16T07:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T08:15:20.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I got a feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Eyed Peas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oprah'/><title type='text'>My feel good song</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvljD0toJmU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/RvljD0toJmU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/7540675705175694271-7783158810210844844?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/7783158810210844844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=7783158810210844844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7783158810210844844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7783158810210844844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-feel-good-song.html' title='My feel good song'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-6902715142146715902</id><published>2009-12-16T05:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T06:05:15.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting time is definitely excruciating!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasha is taking her time to say hello to mommy and daddy. Third day on ML and still no sign of baby wanting to come out. Visited OB last Monday and cervix is almost open, advised to walk to hasten baby's coming out which we did. Went to the mall to buy gifts (finally) but still no baby. All I got was a naty leg cramp and back pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasha when are you coming out???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-6902715142146715902?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/6902715142146715902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=6902715142146715902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6902715142146715902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6902715142146715902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/12/waiting-time-is-definitely-excruciating.html' title='Waiting time is definitely excruciating!'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-656850208912456057</id><published>2009-11-08T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:07:47.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Gained 8 pounds in 3 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Would you believe? Utterly shocked when the weighing scale tipped at 138 lbs. I can't be that fat! Now I have to go on a diet. Not the diet - DIET ofcourse baby needs to eat, but less of everything in one sitting. I have to space out my food intake for atmost every 3 hours and eat less rice and more of ulam and fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy has gotten difficult as well. Back hurts, really hurts, if I take walks even for like 15 minutes; can't get up without hubby's help; and the constant bathroom visits in the middle of my sleep; and nothing fits me anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OB said Sasha could be a 7-pounder. Already too big for her age. Is it my fault if baby took after his dad? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-656850208912456057?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/656850208912456057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=656850208912456057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/656850208912456057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/656850208912456057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-gained-8-pounds-in-3-weeks.html' title='I Gained 8 pounds in 3 Weeks'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-1037488812583000540</id><published>2009-11-02T08:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:23:43.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies and hairbows'/><title type='text'>Baby Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Almost done with baby shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Still can't find a baby bag :( Hubby found one online but I wasn't too in-love with it yet. Tried scouring the malls and there are none to my liking. Atleast we have the basics and hubby just bought his little Angel her starter set! My hubby is really OC. Thank God I have him for a husband because I wouldn't know the right thing to buy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;By the third week of November, we're scheduled to finish up with baby shopping. No Christmas shopping this year for now. It's all about Sasha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Btw, I was online looking for a baby bag when I found this fabulous website. Next year will be our Church Wedding, and I have always envsioned my baby wearing a tutu and bow if she's a girl, and guess what, I found the website that custom mades bows and tutus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here is a cute snappy of one of their creations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Su4mDXR4vNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/vZCTnExrsu4/s1600-h/tutu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399294842494303442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Su4mDXR4vNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/vZCTnExrsu4/s320/tutu.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Adorable isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babiesandhairbows.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;www.babiesandhairbows.multiply.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-1037488812583000540?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/1037488812583000540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=1037488812583000540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1037488812583000540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1037488812583000540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-shopping.html' title='Baby Shopping'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Su4mDXR4vNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/vZCTnExrsu4/s72-c/tutu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-7481474729239779403</id><published>2009-10-12T08:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:40:12.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Scott'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicholas Flammel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rick Riordan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Percy Jackson'/><title type='text'>HP vs Nick Flammel vs Percy Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hubby bought the latest book craze which is Rick Riordan's Percy Jackson series. And believe it or not he finished the 4 books (5th book is still in hardbound so we didn't buy) in like a week. If you knew hubby he never finishes, or should I say never reads! There was a time when he tried to read Robert Ludlum's Bourne Series, and never even finished halfway then forgot all about it. So Percy Jackson might have been really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was reading it, I was tied up with The Alchemyst, Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flammel by Michael Scott. This first book was a little dragging at the beginning but it really picked up after the fourth chapter. I already finished the first two books in a 3-part series, (third book again is still in hard-bound) so while waiting for The Sorceress to come out, I started with Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to make book reviews because I don't know how. I often wished I had Jessica Zafra's play with words so I can write one since I love reading. But anyway's I always base the books I read, especially if it's leaning toward teen and childrens literary, on Harry Potter. Not being biased but I really love Harry Potter. I can read the whole series over and over and not get bored with it. So comparing the two books with HP, I would say Michael Scott did a better job than Rick Riordan. Though both are into magical quests, myths and fantasies, I think Michael Scott did a better writing with combining what's real into not. Don't get me wrong both are great books, but I guess I enjoyed more The Alchemyst. It was more thrilling for me, more Harry Potterish I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To rate the books, I'll give Harry ofcourse a 10; Nicholas an 8.5; and Percy 8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-7481474729239779403?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/7481474729239779403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=7481474729239779403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7481474729239779403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7481474729239779403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/10/hp-vs-nick-flammel-vs-percy-jackson.html' title='HP vs Nick Flammel vs Percy Jackson'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-1323895374602590328</id><published>2009-10-12T07:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T07:59:48.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope Sasha grows up to be one!</title><content type='html'>Genius kid my friend Crick found in Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O37b3xhAmMQ&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-1323895374602590328?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/1323895374602590328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=1323895374602590328&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1323895374602590328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1323895374602590328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/10/hope-sasha-grows-up-to-be-one.html' title='Hope Sasha grows up to be one!'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-6972080660092591407</id><published>2009-09-25T22:57:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:21:09.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Scan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Scott'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary of a Wimpy Kid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Alchemyst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeff Kinney'/><title type='text'>Guess What!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Had our scan today! Yay! And hubby got his wish, it's a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the scans that we took. One shows baby smiling. Can't wait to finally see my baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Srzcn1PjhKI/AAAAAAAAARo/RtSzNWXAN5o/s1600-h/BABY+GIRL+PENDILLA_27.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385421831293600930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Srzcn1PjhKI/AAAAAAAAARo/RtSzNWXAN5o/s320/BABY+GIRL+PENDILLA_27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SrzcwE4VhAI/AAAAAAAAARw/NwvQeAscEnM/s1600-h/BABY+GIRL+PENDILLA_37.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385421972930135042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SrzcwE4VhAI/AAAAAAAAARw/NwvQeAscEnM/s320/BABY+GIRL+PENDILLA_37.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Srzc4larAQI/AAAAAAAAAR4/cE0iv7AAD94/s1600-h/BABY+GIRL+PENDILLA_40.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385422119103037698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Srzc4larAQI/AAAAAAAAAR4/cE0iv7AAD94/s320/BABY+GIRL+PENDILLA_40.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SrzdAFeZaRI/AAAAAAAAASA/zQhdM8t70lA/s1600-h/BABY+GIRL+PENDILLA_50.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385422247967680786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SrzdAFeZaRI/AAAAAAAAASA/zQhdM8t70lA/s320/BABY+GIRL+PENDILLA_50.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ofcourse right away we bought pink girlie stuff and contracted a shopping spree next week with Ninang. She has a Sanrio discount card that I'm planning to take advantage of hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Watched Surrogate and ate at Joey's Pizzeria which was highly recommended by Grace. Wasn't able to order the eat all you can pasta but enjoyed the pesto I had. Kinda' like TOSH's pasta style, so yeah it was good. Bought as well the second book of Jeff Kinney, "Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Rodrick Rules. Browsed through the first few pages  while resting our feet in Fuzion, and me and especially hubby was kept in stitches again. I also bought a book by Michael Scott (because I really need something I can read for atleast two days), The Alchemyst: The Secrets of The Immortal Nicholas Flammel. I don't know if it will be a good read, hope it is, because I'm taking it's cover line as a New York Times Bestseller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Got to rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-6972080660092591407?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/6972080660092591407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=6972080660092591407&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6972080660092591407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6972080660092591407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/09/guess-what.html' title='Guess What!'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Srzcn1PjhKI/AAAAAAAAARo/RtSzNWXAN5o/s72-c/BABY+GIRL+PENDILLA_27.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-3804463284390091870</id><published>2009-09-21T13:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T13:39:16.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary of a Wimpy Kid'/><title type='text'>Must-Read</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I found a real funny book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I were looking for Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief Series, apparently all the bookstores has it out of stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon this book instead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SrcQFHvkYRI/AAAAAAAAARg/79BiiwVc8HA/s1600-h/DSC03385.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383789559708672274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SrcQFHvkYRI/AAAAAAAAARg/79BiiwVc8HA/s320/DSC03385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilariously funny and witty! It's like reading a piece of your own middleschool history. Hubby who doesn't even like reading finished the book this morning while I was asleep and he was laughing like crazy. What made the book funnier are the cartoons that the author drew with it, so it's literally a diary of a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are four series of the book, can't wait next week to buy the next one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-3804463284390091870?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/3804463284390091870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=3804463284390091870&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3804463284390091870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3804463284390091870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/09/must-read.html' title='Must-Read'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SrcQFHvkYRI/AAAAAAAAARg/79BiiwVc8HA/s72-c/DSC03385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-6311301814646508993</id><published>2009-09-06T15:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T16:01:40.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombie Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Feeling so sick today. Two weeks ago had a nasty case of cold, ate 10 ponkans and barrels of water and it went away. Yesterday my colds came back, with a vengeance. Now, I feel like I'm coming down with asthma, and worst is I can't take any kind of medicine. OOoooh this is really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to my OB. Supposed to take snappy's but forgot cam in the car. Anyway's we'll have our baby scan on the 19th, Yay! Can't wait to see baby. And my OB said baby's too big for its age. Do I really have to stop eating? I'm now 122 lbs! Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-6311301814646508993?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/6311301814646508993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=6311301814646508993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6311301814646508993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6311301814646508993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/09/zombie-day.html' title='Zombie Day'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-3383264073803852859</id><published>2009-09-01T16:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:41:24.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MRT'/><title type='text'>Got my Cake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;After 7 hours of sleep here I am again wide awake. Two reasons, got to pee, which is really an inconvenience and second, baby again is doing her routine gymnastics in my belly. This morning I was really so wasted. So tired and sleepy. Told my hubby that it was like my first week in my new job where I go to sleep fully clothed when we get home. Then hubby was so hungry this morning that instead of going straight home we had to drop by for a few minutes in Andok's to buy liempo, when I intend not to eat anymore and just slumber off. Well it was a good thing because the liempo was really good, and I get to eat my cake which hubby bought for me. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what brought about my "so tired" aura was the MRT. Who would've thought that being yesterday a holiday the MRT would be so crowded? As soon as I got on the platform, BOOM! the smell of men greeted us hello. Hello? Colognes are made to be used why not buy one? I felt like I was in my first tri again and I wanted to push them all off the track. People where everywhere, even the ladies section of the platform. I just don't understand why the trains skip every night. Is it the driver's way of torturing us and rubbing in our faces that "Hey! I'm the powerful one. I have my own place here, in this little room while you common people squeeze in until your intestines drop out." I really hate it! Well, I ended up riding the 2nd train which thankfully did not skip. Bottomline is...I hate the MRT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-3383264073803852859?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/3383264073803852859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=3383264073803852859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3383264073803852859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3383264073803852859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/09/got-my-cake.html' title='Got my Cake!'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-1101011345007138297</id><published>2009-08-31T15:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T15:53:52.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy cravings'/><title type='text'>Cravings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Gosh I'm so hungry. I want a big slab of chocolate cake. Hubby's still sleeping but even if, there's no cake in the fridge or anywhere near where I'm at right now. Eversince I got pregnant I've been craving for sweets. There was a point when I ate ice cream everyday and chocolates. I know I'll feel dreadful later when I get so fat and chunky but I really can't help it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My OB banned me from eating ice cream on the onset of my fifth month, but I still snuck one out once in a while. Last week I was in Trinoma and it was so freakin' hot on the way home so I went to DQ and ordered the biggest blizzard cup of strwaberry and banana then texted hubby when I felt guilty of eating. But man, it was worth it! My reason was that I'm not getting fat anyway, so why not eat which actually I realized was worse because it means that everything I eat goes to the baby, now I feel like my baby is so huge, and everybody's saying that my tummy's big for 22 weeks. I just can't control myself, what can I do. I love to eat! Hubby love's to eat. So can anyone blame me :( Just like last Saturday we went to the Galleria to eat at Piadina, but ended up in the foodcourt eating Razon's halo-halo and pancit luglug and this really yummy sisig! We didn't eat in Piadina coz I said I was still full, just ate a plateful of spaghetti before I left work, but still I ended up finishing the halo-halo and sisig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want a chocolate cake! I really do! I remember this cake my officemate bought for me. It was made out of Belgian chocolate, truffles and raspberry. Oh man it was the most delicious thing I have ever eaten. Now all I can think about is that cake. I WANT CAKE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-1101011345007138297?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/1101011345007138297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=1101011345007138297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1101011345007138297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1101011345007138297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/08/cravings.html' title='Cravings'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-6973404816256880528</id><published>2009-08-30T19:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:07:16.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 months'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy symptoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big tummy'/><title type='text'>Look at my Tummy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SppoNpGYAJI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/NKHyVAYBNwU/s1600-h/DSC03333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375723688800288914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SppoNpGYAJI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/NKHyVAYBNwU/s320/DSC03333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SppoEHViLQI/AAAAAAAAAQI/RB0EmLbsSOM/s1600-h/DSC03329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375723525118242050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SppoEHViLQI/AAAAAAAAAQI/RB0EmLbsSOM/s320/DSC03329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;How Huge My Tummy Is!!! Baby is now 22 weeks, and so alive and kicking. Walang kasing likot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super excited about being a mommy. In 3 weeks we'll finally have our scan to see how healthy baby is and to finally answer the question if it's a boy or girl. Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of advantages to being pregnant, that's why I'm enjoying it so much!&lt;br /&gt;First is ang bongang bongang pagsakay sa MRT. Di na ko tumatayo, aminin mo yan. People always give up their seats for me. Second is my officemates are such angels, they give me the VIP attention especially when it comes to food, kasi buntis eh. That's why I know baby really is my lucky charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I were divorced for four weeks. I stayed in my mom's house during the weekdays, then hubby fetches me on weekends. I was placed in the morning shift so mahirap sumakay sa Novaliches, and hubby is still on the night shift, wala akong kasama kaya it was best to stay in my mom's house for the meantime. Anyway, my life's back to normal, panggabi na naman ako starting tomorrow so I'm with hubby again. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-6973404816256880528?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/6973404816256880528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=6973404816256880528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6973404816256880528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6973404816256880528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/08/look-at-my-tummy.html' title='Look at my Tummy!'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SppoNpGYAJI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/NKHyVAYBNwU/s72-c/DSC03333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-5210228492415286672</id><published>2009-07-15T12:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:10:26.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farmville'/><title type='text'>Addicted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Sl1VWzBnGTI/AAAAAAAAAPg/pdCY6X92gE8/s1600-h/farmville.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358532981783206194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Sl1VWzBnGTI/AAAAAAAAAPg/pdCY6X92gE8/s320/farmville.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! So we're totally addicted to Farmville. Found out that it's much nicer than Farmtown. Magmadali ba naman mag drive ang hubby pauwi dahil baka patay na ang crops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far sa good walang namatay na crops except sa laptop na gamit ni hubby dahil sinara ko so that di siya makapag log hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got my backpay from Sykes (Yay!) but ofcourse everything will go to our baby fund except for a small amount for leisure moments this weekend with hubby. We kinda' go out as much as we can now coz we know that when baby comes we won't be able to spend that much time in the mall and do whatever we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinagbibihis na ko ni boss. It's almost 12:30 and we still have a shift later. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-5210228492415286672?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/5210228492415286672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=5210228492415286672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/5210228492415286672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/5210228492415286672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/07/addicted.html' title='Addicted'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Sl1VWzBnGTI/AAAAAAAAAPg/pdCY6X92gE8/s72-c/farmville.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-3964753352965252332</id><published>2009-07-13T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T12:37:06.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farmville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farmtown'/><title type='text'>Farming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After 10,000 years I have finally logged on to the web!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook -- 103 requests&lt;br /&gt;Friendster -- Pending friend requests&lt;br /&gt;Blog -- pending comments&lt;br /&gt;Hotmail -- Inbox (239)&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo -- Inbox (223)&lt;br /&gt;Twitter -- No comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diba kamusta naman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to farmtown. I had the account wayback, so after logging on again I found out that my crops had all died. So I had to plant again. My co-worker said that there is a better one, Farmville. So I tried it and I now have two farms to tend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my tummy's getting big. I'm really excited to be a mommy. I have been pestering hubby to take a picture of my tummy for the past weeks, and kanina when he had his camera out, i"m so lazy to pose na kaya next time na lang. Pero it's big na talaga!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is baby's 4th month (Yay!). Last Saturday we bought baby clothes, just the plain white ones. Can't wait for baby to wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby's coming up in a few minutes. Had to go kasi pipilitin nya ko maligo. Yoko nga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-3964753352965252332?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/3964753352965252332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=3964753352965252332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3964753352965252332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3964753352965252332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/07/farming.html' title='Farming'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-5614363100476724668</id><published>2009-05-18T22:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:45:29.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What a week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story cut short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of work and now a housewife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually thinking of going back after my first trimester. Hubby's okay if I don't work for the duration of my pregnancy but I keep thinking what am I gonna do for 9 months? So I'm thinking of maybe just doing something part-time just to keep my days occupied. Been feeling a bit okay for the past few days, not so much of the barfing and nausea, quite an improvement from my 6th week when there are really days that I can't get out of bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby is now 8 weeks. Met with my OB last Saturday. She's great! Got my ultrasound but haven't had time to scan it yet so I can post it here. But anyway there's nothing to see on that scan just a tiny dot of our baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my first night at home, alone. Hubby is off to work and I'm missing him. Just not used to sleeping without my cuddly teddy bear :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm just wasting away time watching ANTM in youtube. Can't get the TV to work. (Damn them hitech plasma TV's!) I'm just not a techie person hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sleeping in a while. seem like all I do lately is sleep, sleep and sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-5614363100476724668?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/5614363100476724668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=5614363100476724668&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/5614363100476724668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/5614363100476724668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/05/whoa.html' title='Whoa!'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-4628589224451972538</id><published>2009-05-12T08:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T08:48:38.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool animals'/><title type='text'>Pet Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saw these cool pics in the web...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SgjGq4pm3DI/AAAAAAAAAPY/K4yAtsNQORA/s1600-h/tip_ny_0504_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334732198684056626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SgjGq4pm3DI/AAAAAAAAAPY/K4yAtsNQORA/s320/tip_ny_0504_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SgjGXLxCsJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/uHcwDn5rkPU/s1600-h/tip_0505_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334731860218130578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SgjGXLxCsJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/uHcwDn5rkPU/s320/tip_0505_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SgjGIK0RPFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/lFkE5Q_-VgI/s1600-h/pres_dogs_21.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334731602265193554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SgjGIK0RPFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/lFkE5Q_-VgI/s320/pres_dogs_21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SgjFoAKGlMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/YcJdVl2yya4/s1600-h/dog+o+matic.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334731049648166082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SgjFoAKGlMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/YcJdVl2yya4/s320/dog+o+matic.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-4628589224451972538?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/4628589224451972538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=4628589224451972538&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/4628589224451972538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/4628589224451972538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/05/pet-cool.html' title='Pet Cool'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SgjGq4pm3DI/AAAAAAAAAPY/K4yAtsNQORA/s72-c/tip_ny_0504_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-896106446337593320</id><published>2009-05-07T18:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:41:41.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy symptoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prenancy'/><title type='text'>Quite a Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I am supposed to post vacay pix and tell you all about my long weekend out but something came up and I guess Kevin you got that one right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am going to be a mommy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Right now I'm missing work because can't literally get out of bed. Nauseous and barfing everytime I try to walk. People who really know me won't even believe this...but I haven't eaten a decent breakfast or dinner for the past few days. My tummy just won't take it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hubby has been a doll. Catering to my every whim. Now I feel like a spoiled princess. Right now he is cooking soup for dinner, because soup seems to be the only thing my baby wants to eat. And that's right after he went rushing out of the pouring rain (or typhoon Emong) to buy me chocolate cake which I was craving for and my Anmum hehe Ooohhh I love hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We had a visit with an OB last Friday and had my first scan. Showed baby is 5 weeks, 4 days. No heartbeat yet, but OB said perfectly normal for baby's age. We're going back for another scan in two weeks to check for baby's heartbeat. So excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not really feeling great right now. Who would've thought that being pregnant could be this hard. Haven't been feeling well for the past few days, and today is the worst of it all. I feel awful. I look like crap...just wish the first trimester is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Got to lie down again, coz spinning letters are not quite nice to look at. Will post baby scans soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And here's a positive test from my HPT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SgK6K4jXP6I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Xkp93z4Q804/s1600-h/DSC_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333029604902256546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SgK6K4jXP6I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Xkp93z4Q804/s320/DSC_0547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-896106446337593320?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/896106446337593320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=896106446337593320&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/896106446337593320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/896106446337593320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/05/quite-surprise.html' title='Quite a Surprise!'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SgK6K4jXP6I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Xkp93z4Q804/s72-c/DSC_0547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-111384058390629968</id><published>2009-04-30T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T11:11:13.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Vacay and lots of news to tell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-111384058390629968?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/111384058390629968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=111384058390629968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/111384058390629968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/111384058390629968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-from-vacay-and-lots-of-news-to.html' title='Back from Vacay and lots of news to tell...'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-5202584208209577397</id><published>2009-04-24T08:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:03:36.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lubang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindoro'/><title type='text'>Packing Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the past week has been looking like Ernie with big messy eyebrows. Has been putting off plucking brows just lazy, lazy, lazy and too lazy to go to salon to have it done. Sitting idly in the office, bored to smithereens when finally had the light bulb to just do it to waste away time, so voila! Finally have neat eyebrows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day to go before vacation. Can’t wait to just bask in the sun all day, stroll the beach with hubby (which is a first time for us! Wish! Wish!) and eat like there’s no tomorrow. We’re going to Mindoro, to this lovely island called Lubang. It’s where my grandparents grew up, and it’s really something to see. The beaches here are immaculate. There is a place there called Binacas (derived from a extra large footprint “bakas ng paa” that legend says was from a giant). The beach here is just extraordinary. You can go snorkeling on knee-deep water and find exotic, colorful fishes, the kind you see in aquariums. There are also old caves here that you can explore complere with bats! The good thing about this place is it’s free! Just stroll down to it and the people there would even cook for you. Thanks to my Tita Madre, who practically knows everyone we won’t starve even if we go there with just our clothes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 30 minutes to go before I go home and pack. Haven’t packed anything yet. Again, been putting it off for a week. I really am super lazy. Maybe there is something with hubby’s theory that am going to be a mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;8:51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just finished preliminary packing. Hubby hasn't started his yet. Still not sure on what to bring. Hubby said already had too much..but is there too much when it comes to packing? My philo..better pack more than find yourself without anything to wear. Atleast that way you get to have extra if you accidentally spoil your clotes. Men!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;9:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yay! Done packing! Need to download stuff for hubby's ipod. Be back Thursday...with pictures...Mwah :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-5202584208209577397?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/5202584208209577397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=5202584208209577397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/5202584208209577397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/5202584208209577397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/04/packing-blues.html' title='Packing Blues'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-5916543494043375679</id><published>2009-04-21T07:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T07:24:09.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;8:02&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived in office, pants drizzled with raindrops. If not really stupid, had to go back to car and see if I locked it and turned off the lights. Drizzling outside. Supposed to buy self food, since didn’t have proper dinner, but because of forgetfulness didn’t have time to run to the store. Good thing saved a bottle of No Cal and a bag of nuts last Friday. Will munch on it for the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby was not with me. Lived in separate houses for the weekend because of mom and aunts visiting “our” house. Had to bring them back home Sunday evening so decided to stay in mom’s house and just meet up with hubby before work in the mall and buy goodies for people in the province (since will vacay this coming weekend. Yay!). Hubby too lazy to get up. Phoned him around 4 PM and begged to just it tomorrow instead, since he didn’t have enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m really sleepy. Office so quiet, is it because it’s the first day of the week? Wish it’s Saturday so can have vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must remind self to buy lotion. Dryness is killing me. Hot outside. Cold inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh text!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text was from my Aunt asking if I am in the office. Still worried for me driving by myself. Sent her a dancing icon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jude Law is messaging me. Asking why no blog update. Aaargh! Really want to update but really busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t even tweet! Durr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes are starting to drop. Really sleepy… It’s my 12000th yawn. Computer screen is starting to fade, letters are becoming one…zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night had really weird dream (again). You know when you have these dreams that you’ve had already, well it’s one of those dreams. And what’s weirder is that it keeps playing back to the scenes that I didn’t like, so I get to do over the things that I would’ve wanted to play out. It’s like watching myself in a movie screen but at the same time starring in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream is a horror flick. Like Resident Evil merged with Blade. I am in Italy on vacation and the city is being turned into a Vampire-Zombie haven. Creatures who look like Zombies but bites like a Vampire and are afraid of sunlight, then you get turned into one if you get bit by them. Anyway, I’m trapped inside this building with my college friends and people started turning to Vampire-Zombies. Now, my friends and I had to get out of the building or else be eaten and bitten. I was really terrified. As we were scrambling around looking for a way out, I got into a room with one Vampire-Zombie and two people I didn’t know. One is an African-American girl, and the other a Caucasian boy. The girl went up the little glass window and broke it so that we could pass through it while the boy fended the Creature. I ran towards the girl and started climbing the window. The three of us got out, and I told them that I had to find my college friends who were still trapped inside. They said that there is a rendezvous point, a church nearby where we can stay and get ammo to fight against the Creatures. Good thing outside, the people haven’t turned yet but we were still cautious of our steps incase we meet some. We finally got to the church and the funny thing was I had to do my hand punch to register myself, but for some reason it won’t take my code so I had to try and try again. Then one by one my friends started coming in, and recounted their experiences on how they got out of the building. I was still trying on my code for the hand punch when I woke up to the sound of Church organ playing tunelessly, finding out that it was just my Mom playing it all the while to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:58&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby thinks am pregnant. Had a dream with baby this afternoon and now keeps asking me if I already have my period and how many days have been delayed. Told him not to get his hopes up…yet, and will do PT after vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want spam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t wait to go home. 55 minutes more to go. Will check clock data to waste away time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally an accurate clock data. Hoorah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally home! Will lie down and stretch, stretch, stretch. But before that will give hubby a big hug. Missed him so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-5916543494043375679?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/5916543494043375679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=5916543494043375679&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/5916543494043375679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/5916543494043375679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-6955197743315074722</id><published>2009-03-31T17:28:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T08:47:10.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xmen origins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wolverine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transformers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revenge of the Fallen'/><title type='text'>Coming Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Title: X-Men Origins: Wolverine&lt;br /&gt;Date: May 1, 2009*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love X-Men which I do you will enjoy this movie. I think this movie will be better than the X-Men Trilogy combined. (Crossing fingers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie tackles the life of Logan, how he became Wolverine and his quest for revenge against Sabertooth. Another good thing about the movie is that they changed Sabertooth's character. He will now be played by Liev Schreiber. Instead of the grwoling, dumb looking mutant, Sabertooth will be given justice and personality in this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cast that I'm excited to see is Gambit (will be played by Taylor Kitsch). I remember the original X-Men cartoons with the Rogue-Gambit love affair. I so love their chemistry, that's why it was quite disappointing to have Rogue been paired with Iceman in the Trilogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of characters will also be introduced here that were not in the Trilogy, Deadpool (Ryan Reynolds), Silver Fox (Lynn Collins), Beak (Dominic Monaghan), The Blob (Kevin Durand) and Agent Zero (Daniel Henney) to name some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really psyched to watch this movie. So for X-Men fans out there this is a movie to watch out for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneak Peek:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OX6H7t1wXZI&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Title: Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen&lt;br /&gt;Date: June 24, 2009*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another battle between the Autobots and the Decepticons. The second installation will still be directed by Michael Bay, (WooHoo!) which I'm very pleased because I know what to expect in this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really a Transformers kid. I don't even know the names of the autobots except for Bumblebee. I just saw the first movie and loved it that's why I'm watching out for this one. Hubby would've given a better synopsis or preview on what to expect in the Revenge of the Fallen but he hates to write. Since this movie is produced and directed by the same people, and pretty much nothing has changed with the cast too, this could be better than the first one. Another Transformer will be added in this movie, the Constructicons which I think would be the Decepticons ally (do correct me if I'm wrong). And The Fallen will be voiced by Leonard Nimoy (Startrek).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge of the Fallen will also be shown in IMAX Theatres this June. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneak Peek:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dmgbbGJW6ZE&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="295" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Based on US release dates&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-6955197743315074722?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/6955197743315074722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=6955197743315074722&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6955197743315074722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6955197743315074722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/03/movies-movies-movies.html' title='Coming Soon'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-264598017034465494</id><published>2009-03-30T14:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:22:53.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sundo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Movie Time: Sundo</title><content type='html'>Probably the worst movie I've seen this year. Sorry Director, writer and cast of Sundo but the movie sucks..Bigtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not make a review on the movie, coz it's worthless to even talk about it. One other thing that is really disappointing is that there is not even a single piece of originality on that film. From the onset hubby and I both know where the story was copied from...Final Destination and Sixth&lt;br /&gt;Sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a dose of your P135 going down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kp3uzxgzGQo&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should've just watched Youtube at home and would have been more entertained with uploaded vids like this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0hm7pp_JFOs&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-264598017034465494?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/264598017034465494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=264598017034465494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/264598017034465494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/264598017034465494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/03/movie-time-sundo.html' title='Movie Time: Sundo'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-1652097863339609454</id><published>2009-03-29T21:12:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:52:53.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teen Dora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strawberry Shortcake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tattoo Barbie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dora'/><title type='text'>Dolls Re-vamped</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So looks like magical transformation does not only apply to people but also to dolls. Noting how a lot of celebrities get into the trend of going under the knife to be beautiful and to fit in the modern world. Now our favorite dolls and cartoon characters are sharing the spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Sc96XDEYOjI/AAAAAAAAANY/FW1My3SoRGA/s1600-h/barbie[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318604221327096370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Sc96XDEYOjI/AAAAAAAAANY/FW1My3SoRGA/s320/barbie%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First is Barbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my very first Barbie. She had a small face, big boobies and small waist. She was revamped around 1998 to have a smaller chest, a petite body and bigger head(just like the Myscene dolls). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Sc96B2lSUDI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4pgmSwZ3NZU/s1600-h/shortcake[1].gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318603857198207026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Sc96B2lSUDI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4pgmSwZ3NZU/s320/shortcake%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last year another favorite from the 80's had a makeover. Strawberry Shortcake went from the short curly redhead with string like hair to this gorgeous pink long and wavy-haired girl. Her freckles were reducd to the top of her nose , and her huge bonnet-like cap was ditched for a more fashionable one. Strawberry Shortcake was already revamped early 2000, but the new version has a kind of boyish appeal to it (with shorter reddish brown locks), so last year they transformed her into a more girly one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Sc98i34nNuI/AAAAAAAAANw/2bQUZwmVp3Q/s1600-h/Dora+grows+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318606623506642658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Sc98i34nNuI/AAAAAAAAANw/2bQUZwmVp3Q/s320/Dora+grows+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The latest addition to these transformation is Dora the Explorer. We all know her as this Latina Explorer with a backpack. Now our little Latina has grown and ditched it for a more fashionable look. Maybe this explorer willl be  toting an LV bag instead hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;According to Gina Sirard, vice president of marketing for Mattel. "Girls really identify with Dora and we knew that girls would love to have their friend Dora grow up with them, and experience the new things that they were going through themselves. The brand captures girls' existing love of Dora and marries it with the fashion doll play and online experiences older girls enjoy." The good thing is even after turning to Teen Dora, kids can still enjoy (or rather teens) the same old Dora in a "grown-up" way. The Teen Dora attends middle school, wears fashionable clothes but still solves mysteries in her explorations. (I wonder if there is a teen Diego too, and has he grown up into a hunky teen Diego?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Changes are really ineveitable, though I miss Barbie's old look I think making Dora grow-up is a good idea. If I were a kid, I would really like my favorite cartoon grow-up with me too. I just hope that with the re-vamping sellers would still keep the things that made kids love these characters in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: For more on the new look of Dora you can check it on this site: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pr-inside.com/dora-grows-up-r1058866.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.pr-inside.com/dora-grows-up-r1058866.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-1652097863339609454?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/1652097863339609454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=1652097863339609454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1652097863339609454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1652097863339609454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/03/dolls-re-vamped.html' title='Dolls Re-vamped'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Sc96XDEYOjI/AAAAAAAAANY/FW1My3SoRGA/s72-c/barbie%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-6589623851986999211</id><published>2009-03-26T08:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:59:42.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><title type='text'>Funny Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Got this from Facebook:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Teddy Bear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, our socks don't match. I think I realized it when I threw up in your sock drawer at the mental hospital and I saw you pull the pants off my illegitimate child in Ghana. I'm sure you're middle-class enough to understand that Santa doesn't exist. I'm returning your love letters to me to you, but I'll keep your neighbors dog as a memory. You should also know that I told in my confession today about the moose poaching and how you ruined my attempts at another World War. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Greetings to your frog Leonard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Essiebot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-6589623851986999211?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/6589623851986999211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=6589623851986999211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6589623851986999211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6589623851986999211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/03/funny-letter.html' title='Funny Letter'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-6449975784601702076</id><published>2009-03-25T09:16:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T09:28:17.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gasoline prices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caltex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seaoil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EDSA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shell'/><title type='text'>Oh. My. Gas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/ScmGgb_69xI/AAAAAAAAAMY/skf7lOnNVik/s1600-h/Gas.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316928726917379858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/ScmGgb_69xI/AAAAAAAAAMY/skf7lOnNVik/s400/Gas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuwing papasok kami ni hubby sa office nakagawian ko na na tignan ang presyo ng gasolina sa bawat station na madaanan namin. I really find it weird that the gas prices are not calibrated. Bakit ganun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have 3 favorite Gas Stations and all are in EDSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     1.  Sea Oil near Mo. Ignacia (Southbound)&lt;br /&gt;                     2.  Shell with the Jollibee drivethrough near GMA (Southbound)&lt;br /&gt;                     3.  Shell in between Santolan station and Cubao (Northbound)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya nga minsan kahit panay na ang blink ng Red Gas Icon sa dashboard ni Phillip eh ayaw pa din namin magpagas. Hihintayin pa rin naming makarating ng EDSA. The gasoline rates (Unleaded) of these three range from 28.50 (Seaoil) to 30 pesos. Really cheap compared to the other gas stations, which can go as high as 35.60 per liter. Biro mo almost 6 pesos din ang savings, yun nga lang we ran the risk of running out of gas at umeksena ng pagtutulak sa gitna ng highway, so what hubby does is we look for a gasoline station with a rate of 31 to 32 pesos, put atleast P150 then trudge down to EDSA for a full gas up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone give me a rational explanation as to why gas rates are different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit? Bakit? Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Follow-up question:&lt;/span&gt; Alam nyo ba kung isa lang ba ang may-ari ng Sea-oil at Shell? Napansin ko lang naman kasi na pareho o magkalapit palagi ang rate nila with a difference of .50 usually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-6449975784601702076?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/6449975784601702076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=6449975784601702076&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6449975784601702076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6449975784601702076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-my-gas.html' title='Oh. My. Gas.'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/ScmGgb_69xI/AAAAAAAAAMY/skf7lOnNVik/s72-c/Gas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-3511513772015818781</id><published>2009-03-23T11:55:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T12:13:42.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DLSR'/><title type='text'>Click</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SccKDMqe5wI/AAAAAAAAALw/89prIL4GJt4/s1600-h/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316228935189456642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SccKDMqe5wI/AAAAAAAAALw/89prIL4GJt4/s400/DSC_0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SccJ8vx05sI/AAAAAAAAALo/YR3W2NMjoqc/s1600-h/DSC_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316228824356415170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SccJ8vx05sI/AAAAAAAAALo/YR3W2NMjoqc/s400/DSC_0150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SccJ1PyQe-I/AAAAAAAAALg/uwBRDbVlwjY/s1600-h/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316228695509203938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SccJ1PyQe-I/AAAAAAAAALg/uwBRDbVlwjY/s400/DSC_0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SccJt3FX1xI/AAAAAAAAALY/Yt26t7By2ik/s1600-h/DSC_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316228568619407122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SccJt3FX1xI/AAAAAAAAALY/Yt26t7By2ik/s400/DSC_0174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SccJlWnuTZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/axv4vMMVnTU/s1600-h/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316228422466162066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SccJlWnuTZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/axv4vMMVnTU/s400/DSC_0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hubby brought his DLSR cam to work two weeks ago, and here's what I took from our trip home with it. Hubby said I had talent hahaha... it was really quite enjoyable, just snapping at everything I see. I don't even know how to use his cam, it was just point and click for me like in a digicam, and it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SccJcTFbQVI/AAAAAAAAALI/GVHW98bQHOM/s1600-h/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-3511513772015818781?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/3511513772015818781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=3511513772015818781&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3511513772015818781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3511513772015818781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/03/click.html' title='Click'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SccKDMqe5wI/AAAAAAAAALw/89prIL4GJt4/s72-c/DSC_0121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-3336638640630595824</id><published>2009-03-22T19:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:12:17.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dwayne Johnson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Race to Witch Mountain'/><title type='text'>Movie Time: Race to Witch Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/ScYqDAZlYQI/AAAAAAAAALA/0C8RD2GUrGs/s1600-h/race_to_witch_mountain[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315982641292730626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/ScYqDAZlYQI/AAAAAAAAALA/0C8RD2GUrGs/s320/race_to_witch_mountain%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday hubby and I watched "Race to Witch Mountain". For weeks we had been cancelling, rather I had been cancelling movie dates with him coz I'm so sleepy, so this week while waiting for mommy to finish her weekly check-up I asked hubby to watch a movie with me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As predicted it is a "kid" movie. It made me remember my Grade One students and how they would have loved to talk about this during homeroom. Anyways, it was okay, Dwayne never faltered to show his humorous side which gave a little spice and laugh in the movie. Though to be honest half of the dialogue uttered by the alien kids Seth and Sara was like "alien " lingo to me and i had to ask hubby to say it again for me hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The movie started by showing ET sightings, UFO crashes..which in my opinion took too long. It was like 'when is the movie going to start?" kind of long. Dwayne Johnson is a cab driver who works in Vegas, picks up two alien kids with a mission, which is actually saving their planet and our planet from invasion of their kind if they don't get back in time to their own. They were sent here to retrieve something which can save their own planet from dying. So the story evolved on how the kids could get back to their spaceship which the Department of Defense have in custody and dodging the Alien hitman sent after them. Ofcourse no movie with "The Rock" in it would end without the smashing and bashing, and ofcourse a happy ending for everyone. The kids get back safely;Dwayne gets the girl and his dream car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I read in Wikipedia that this movie is actually a remake of the 1975 movie "Escape to Witch Mountain", and the two leads their actually made cameo appearences in this move. (1) Kim Richards who played Tia in the original, played the waitress who helped them escape; (2) Iake Eisenmann who played Tony was the sheriff in this movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would not 100% recommend this movie for a date but its good as a Saturday night DVD marathon movie at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-3336638640630595824?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/3336638640630595824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=3336638640630595824&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3336638640630595824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3336638640630595824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/03/movie-time-race-to-witch-mountain.html' title='Movie Time: Race to Witch Mountain'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/ScYqDAZlYQI/AAAAAAAAALA/0C8RD2GUrGs/s72-c/race_to_witch_mountain%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-3900720766525529478</id><published>2009-03-22T19:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:45:52.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cows'/><title type='text'>Cows in the City</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Should have posted this a week ago but was too stressed and busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cows seen loitering outside our village gate...cool huh? Cows in the Metro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/ScYjynPkhiI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JDx9l-s-cGU/s1600-h/DSC_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315975762592171554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/ScYjynPkhiI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JDx9l-s-cGU/s320/DSC_0204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/ScYkEVvi14I/AAAAAAAAAKo/lVLUwgBJVr8/s1600-h/DSC_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315976067132086146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/ScYkEVvi14I/AAAAAAAAAKo/lVLUwgBJVr8/s320/DSC_0206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/ScYkVdfXA_I/AAAAAAAAAKw/mhadRj6TI0Y/s1600-h/DSC_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315976361269462002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/ScYkVdfXA_I/AAAAAAAAAKw/mhadRj6TI0Y/s320/DSC_0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby had to turn the car around so I can take a picture of the cows. Been waiting for them to loiter for weeks so I can take a snappy. And Yay! got it! It really is the year of the moo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-3900720766525529478?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/3900720766525529478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=3900720766525529478&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3900720766525529478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3900720766525529478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/03/cows-in-city.html' title='Cows in the City'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/ScYjynPkhiI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JDx9l-s-cGU/s72-c/DSC_0204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-8974889946973153884</id><published>2009-03-16T12:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T13:07:57.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunnies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milkoh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creamoh'/><title type='text'>Bunny Rabbits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Sb3ebu2qzhI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kod1ECDppgQ/s1600-h/wabbits.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313647703382216210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Sb3ebu2qzhI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kod1ECDppgQ/s400/wabbits.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hubby bought us a pair of very cute bunny rabbits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been wanting to have one for decades and now here thay are. We named them (boy) Milkoh (girl) Creamoh. They are both so cute and funny. Milkoh is a sleepyhead. He can sleep anywhere, anytime. Hahawakan mo lang, just pet him and he will topple over. We even did a pictorial of him placing him in different sleeping positions and he never woke up. Kahit anung gawin mo, borlogs. Creamoh is quite the opposite, she doesn't sleep and is good in obstacle courses. The girl can jump! Like now, Milkoh is sleeping on the bed, and Creamoh is busy romping around. Cute! Cute! Cute! Little baby bunnies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-8974889946973153884?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/8974889946973153884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=8974889946973153884&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/8974889946973153884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/8974889946973153884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/03/bunny-rabbits.html' title='Bunny Rabbits'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/Sb3ebu2qzhI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kod1ECDppgQ/s72-c/wabbits.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-3523500729024243701</id><published>2009-03-16T08:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T08:11:54.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sophie Kinsella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Can you keep a secret'/><title type='text'>Date Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am reading this book from Sophie Kinsella – Can you keep a secret? – and there is a part there where it kind of reminded me of my first dinner date with my husband when he was still wooing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Chapter Thirteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrive at a restaurant in Mayfair that I’ve never been to before. It’s so completely posh, whyver would I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s kind of a small place,” Jack murmurs as we walk through a pillared courtyard. “Not many people know about it. But the food is fabulous.”&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really one of the best dates I ever had. Well, one of the best dates ever. I even cried in the office after because I was so overwhelmed with emotion. I guess even in these times, girls still like to be treated like princesses, where guys open the car door, flowers on dates, and a nice restaurant to dine in where we would really feel special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m pretty lucky that hubby still does these things for me even after we got married. I still very much feel like the princess that I was before he married me. His spoiled little princess.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-3523500729024243701?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/3523500729024243701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=3523500729024243701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3523500729024243701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3523500729024243701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/03/date-rules.html' title='Date Rules'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-3116788663863493553</id><published>2009-03-11T09:14:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T09:26:38.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rocker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebel. Politician'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barbie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Astronaut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retro-Cher'/><title type='text'>Barbie Mania ii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Who is Barbie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbcR6WN2mEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/qPkWPu7BrcM/s1600-h/Astronaut+Barbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311733979600558146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbcR6WN2mEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/qPkWPu7BrcM/s320/Astronaut+Barbie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbcSIFw69PI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RxjfV8T82Ac/s1600-h/Politician+Barbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311734215702410482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbcSIFw69PI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RxjfV8T82Ac/s320/Politician+Barbie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbcSbeLmjsI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/C1klz2Me1j8/s1600-h/Rebel+Barbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311734548674285250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbcSbeLmjsI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/C1klz2Me1j8/s320/Rebel+Barbie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbcSl5d9N6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/ZpkUnCHXf-I/s1600-h/Teacher+Barbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311734727797716898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbcSl5d9N6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/ZpkUnCHXf-I/s320/Teacher+Barbie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbcStqHR0pI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Iz5dGlr9H4o/s1600-h/Rocker+Barbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311734861115019922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbcStqHR0pI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Iz5dGlr9H4o/s320/Rocker+Barbie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbcS4Faos0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DkVRIN2HhVM/s1600-h/Retro-Cher+Barbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311735040242660162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbcS4Faos0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DkVRIN2HhVM/s320/Retro-Cher+Barbie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-3116788663863493553?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/3116788663863493553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=3116788663863493553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3116788663863493553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3116788663863493553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/03/barbie-mania-ii.html' title='Barbie Mania ii'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbcR6WN2mEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/qPkWPu7BrcM/s72-c/Astronaut+Barbie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-6542331731543343559</id><published>2009-03-10T08:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:42:07.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50th birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golden Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barbie'/><title type='text'>Barbie Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbW29O0OSdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/CKrOPBYA7HQ/s1600-h/Barbie%20Wallpaper[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311352498618780114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbW29O0OSdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/CKrOPBYA7HQ/s400/Barbie%2520Wallpaper%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I adore Barbie. I was a Barbie kid. Is still a Barbie kid. Being an only child, I would lock myself up in my room and play house with Barbie. I remember wanting to have the Barbie doll house and car, even asking Santa for it but sadly I never had one, instead my Ninang bought me from Hongkong a vanity set and boudoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish someday I could start my Barbie collection. When I told hubby about it he said, “Barbie? Eh ang laki-laki mo na para maglaro nun” (Barbie? You’re too old to play with Barbie.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think that no one is too old to play Barbie. She transcends time. From 6-year old girls to 50 year old women, Barbie is somewhat of a Fashion Icon. They even hold runway fashion shows for her in New York and LA. And now that Barbie is turning 50, there will be a big Birthday celebration for her in her very own Malibu mansion. How grand can that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Barbie, and to all the Barbie lovers out there, here’s a toast to our favorite girl!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-6542331731543343559?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/6542331731543343559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=6542331731543343559&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6542331731543343559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6542331731543343559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/03/barbie-mania.html' title='Barbie Mania'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbW29O0OSdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/CKrOPBYA7HQ/s72-c/Barbie%2520Wallpaper%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-4890258474428324056</id><published>2009-03-08T12:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:16:24.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocobot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maltese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siamese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>My Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbNGIbn-c3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/UrODaP8Unbc/s1600-h/DSC03068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310665496268272498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbNGIbn-c3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/UrODaP8Unbc/s400/DSC03068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbNFjmIgymI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6CXLd-SGdrY/s1600-h/DSC03067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310664863433935458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbNFjmIgymI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6CXLd-SGdrY/s400/DSC03067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-4890258474428324056?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/4890258474428324056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=4890258474428324056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/4890258474428324056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/4890258474428324056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-babies.html' title='My Babies'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbNGIbn-c3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/UrODaP8Unbc/s72-c/DSC03068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-569493431381976400</id><published>2009-03-08T11:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:08:44.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>After Two Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been lazy. For the last two weeks all I did was sleep...sleep...eat and sleep. Diet is definitely gone kabloof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'm stressed. With the migration not going as smoothly as we wanted it to be. Hew! Really stressed. Could be out of work by the end of the month...anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I both got our weekend apart from each other. He had to fix our house, install the aircon so I had to spend my weekend at my mom's house. Anyway mommy has been doing her own house fixing herself. Here are some snappy's of what she did and bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbM_lrdb-0I/AAAAAAAAAIw/FLc0iqK4h9U/s1600-h/DSC03063.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310658302153849666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbM_lrdb-0I/AAAAAAAAAIw/FLc0iqK4h9U/s400/DSC03063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbNA-B_5wdI/AAAAAAAAAI4/u6JzRLxzmOI/s1600-h/DSC03066.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310659820032475602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbNA-B_5wdI/AAAAAAAAAI4/u6JzRLxzmOI/s400/DSC03066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I LOOOOVEEE going home. Everytime I go home I'm treated like a princess.  I guess people at home miss me that much. But I really miss my life at home, where I can do anything I want. Laze around and spend my whole day being a couch potato watching Will and Grace re-runs. Then when I'm hungry I can just ask ate to whip up something fo me and have it delivered in my room. Then there's my mom and ninang...I miss our Sunday morning talks, sitting infront of our house, sipping coffee with Sugar barking at the cats.  I love home &lt;sigh&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had a weird dream by the way. This dream happened in the office. Under the wonderful French lullaby of  Jude Law I had another weird dream. And this time it was about Mr. CSTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. CSTY was talking to Dawna  regarding Support Agreements when I saw a mouse\hamster in his bag eating the cables of the 2120 analyzer. I was teling him about it but he kept on ignoring me. I called hubby on the phone to tell him to tell Mr. CSTY to look in his bag because his hamster got out and is eating the cables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene change and hubby and I were walking along UST  carpark and am still bugging him about the hamster. He took out his phone and we started calling Mr. CSTY.. then I woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-569493431381976400?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/569493431381976400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=569493431381976400&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/569493431381976400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/569493431381976400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/03/after-two-weeks.html' title='After Two Weeks'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SbM_lrdb-0I/AAAAAAAAAIw/FLc0iqK4h9U/s72-c/DSC03063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-2325444161076068790</id><published>2009-02-23T08:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:37:25.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebecca Bloomwood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isla Fisher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn Pizza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confessions of a Shopaholic'/><title type='text'>Weekend Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have told myself every single week that I will stop eating and pigging-out, but to no avail. Last saturday was again one of those disappointments. My resolution to minimize my food intake gone ka-bloof again! What can I do, hubby enjoys eating as much as I do and it's really hard to shy away from food when you're constant companion loves to eat..haaaayyy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday morning we were in Tomas Morato for my Mom's weekly check-up. Yes, the clinic she goes to is in TM so around lunch time we traipsed along the red brick path of TOmas and looked for a resto... Hubby was craving for pasta and saw Brooklyn Pizza. I haven't tried it ever nor did he so we thought of checking it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We ordered for starters Buffalo Wings, these were really spicy, but mostly because of the drizzled sauce on it. Okay for my taste but nothing still beats Chilli's buffalo wings. Yum! For pasta hubby chose the shrimp in cream pasta, (sorry not really the name, but can't find it in the online menus). This one is really good. And being allergic to shrimp I ate three! The sauce has the right spice and cream on it, really, really good. Then for our pizza, we just ordered a quarter of the NY deluxe pizza, though a little bland for my liking, might be because I'm so used to eating at yellow cab, but still good. To wrap it up, hubby and I were quite satisfied with our lunch. We went back "botchok" again and dieting forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SaH83wLf_UI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xby2ykRJz_M/s1600-h/isla-shopaholic[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305799870775295298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SaH83wLf_UI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xby2ykRJz_M/s320/isla-shopaholic%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hubby was a doll to ask me to go watch "Confessions of a Shopaholic" last night. I mean if it was some other guy, he would've cringed by just hearing the title of the movie. I've been blabbing about the movie and the book for weeks at him even giving him a rundown of the book when were in the car on the way home and the office. He also didn't sleep in the movie and was instead laughing so hard though he sometimes interrupted our watching by asking questions about the book and if it was the same as what he is seeing. Kasi there were some parts that they changed, eh he remembers pala what I told him about the book kaya ayun confused, but he was really laughing at Becky all throughout. I love my husband!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, i would say that Isla gave justice to Becky Bloomwood. She was really funny and natural just like how I imagined Becky would be. I remember when I first read the book in 2004, inisip ko na agad na sana gawin siyang movie, and my cousin and I were like debating on who we think would play Becky in the movies. And now it's here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though I was a bit disappointed with it coz a lot was changed. Like instead of Becky being from London, she is a New Yorker, so&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I was like thinking are they going to make a sequel since after Confessions its Shopaholic takes Manhattan. But how could that be if she's from Manhattan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Luke Brandon and Alicia Billington's character were also changed. From Luke being a PR Head and Alicia his assistant; in the movie they both work in a magazine, Luke in Succesful Savings, and Alicia in Allete, a fashion magazine in which Becky dreams of working at. It also had the Becky-Luke-Alicia triangle where in the book Luke had a GF named Sasha. Derek Smeath was also there, though unlike in the book where they became friends after Becky paying off her debt, well, it didn't happen. A lot was altered, but it still gave us the laugh I was really hoping for. I would recommend Confessions to those who wants a good laugh and loves clothes and shopping. You will love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-2325444161076068790?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/2325444161076068790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=2325444161076068790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/2325444161076068790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/2325444161076068790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekend-out.html' title='Weekend Out'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SaH83wLf_UI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xby2ykRJz_M/s72-c/isla-shopaholic%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-8268916635651355170</id><published>2009-02-20T11:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T11:45:51.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sophie Kinsella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Rice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoshi&apos;s Burger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tokyo Cafe'/><title type='text'>Valentine Rundown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we’re both sick. First Valentine together as a married couple and we’re SICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been planning for ages to go to Manila Ocean Park (haven’t been there) and have a nice dinner Sunday (yes post Valentine coz I hate traffic and waiting and crowds) but because of the stupid cold we were locked up inside the house. Until now still under the weather, though hubby is completely fine but I still am barking like a dog (hate it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has happened for the past days. Just stayed home and read. Almost done with Eclipse and has to rundown to the bookstore tomorrow to buy the last book. I’m more of curious whether Bella will become a vampire or not. I know, I know for the Twilight fans out there this is so old news, but must take into consideration:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1). Am not a Twilight Fan&lt;br /&gt;2). Read it out of curiosity and still finding it too mushy and cheesy for my taste&lt;br /&gt;3). Sophie Kinsella’s 4th book is out of stock&lt;br /&gt;4.) Local bookstore doesn’t carry Anne Rice’s Interview with the Vampire&lt;br /&gt;5.) Dead Bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we finally paid our full reservation fee for our wedding photographer. Hew! At last! We have been putting it off for weeks but at least that’s settled. Next week will be Baptismal Certificate Week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now still dead bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SZ4m9eFU9YI/AAAAAAAAAH4/MlSEMDoHb60/s1600-h/tokyo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304720248578307458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SZ4m9eFU9YI/AAAAAAAAAH4/MlSEMDoHb60/s320/tokyo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Monday, hubby and I had brunch at Tokyo Café The Block. Out of hunger and laziness to think of a good restaurant to eat, we tried it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food is good but hubby’s initial reaction when served his entrée was “Eto na yun?”&lt;br /&gt;We both laughed coz they have the itsy bitsy servings, as in! And with our appetite it would not suffice hahahaha.. but again the taste is good so a plus on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters we had The Tokyo Caeasar which had lots of bacon bits and croutons that I love so much, then Hubby had the Chicken ala Pobre and me Yoshi’s burger for our main. The chicken was good and tasty, but like what hubby is complaining about, the serving is too small. The burger patty is huge though; so clappy for me J Then for dessert we tried the Choco Banana Parfait. I had the Royal Milk Tea and hubby Iced Chocolano for our drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren’t really that full after (or matakaw lang ba talaga kami? I wonder…) I guess it’s just not for people with big appetites huh? Sabi ko nga kay hubby, “Remember Japanese café eto eh kaya siguro maliit yun servings. Wala naman matabang hapon diba?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-8268916635651355170?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/8268916635651355170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=8268916635651355170&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/8268916635651355170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/8268916635651355170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-rundown.html' title='Valentine Rundown'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SZ4m9eFU9YI/AAAAAAAAAH4/MlSEMDoHb60/s72-c/tokyo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-1442761576893758279</id><published>2009-02-16T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:45:07.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hubby and I are so sick :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-1442761576893758279?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/1442761576893758279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=1442761576893758279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1442761576893758279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1442761576893758279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/02/sickness.html' title='Sickness'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-6821413309918943892</id><published>2009-02-16T18:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:56:01.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JK Rowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eclipse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephenie Meyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Moon'/><title type='text'>Twilight vs Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SZlEBSQ6u3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/RXxs-oC3Lqo/s1600-h/clip_image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303344825078823794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SZlEBSQ6u3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/RXxs-oC3Lqo/s320/clip_image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I read the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly the first of the series, because until now it’s yet to be available, so hubby bought mo New Moon. I wondered what the craze is about with the Twilight books and movie, and honestly I was disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From chapter one I was dead bored with it. It was a love story that’s it. And I was expecting something really exciting to come but I’m now at the middle part (almost) and still nothing but Bella’s constant whining about the pain she feels when Edward left her. It misses the spice and excitement that the Harry Potter books gave me when I first read it, and for Harry, I also read the second book first before I got totally hooked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe book one is exciting, anyway that was what the rave is all about, (I didn’t see the movie) but still if it really is exciting, book two should also be as exciting right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’m just a JK fan all the way (hehe). When it first got released posters everywhere would say it’s the biggest thing since Harry Potter, and now that I’ve read it I can’t see the why and how. I think people just got carried away with how much advertising it had at the time the movie came out, and by word of mouth and the celebrities who watched it combined with peer pressure, people just nodded their heads in agreement that it was really awesome just to fit in and be uber cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I will rate Twilight, this will be it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publicity – 4 stars&lt;br /&gt;Cheesiness – 5 stars&lt;br /&gt;Storyline – 2 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here’s the book hubby bought for me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SZlERyL8gyI/AAAAAAAAAHw/rlYi3VSsyIY/s1600-h/DSC02825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303345108525810466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SZlERyL8gyI/AAAAAAAAAHw/rlYi3VSsyIY/s320/DSC02825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;By the time I posted this I am already on the third book. The mid-part of new moon got kinda exciting but still not the "exciting" I was looking for or similar to the Harry Potter series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-6821413309918943892?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/6821413309918943892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=6821413309918943892&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6821413309918943892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/6821413309918943892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/02/twilight-vs-harry-potter.html' title='Twilight vs Harry Potter'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SZlEBSQ6u3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/RXxs-oC3Lqo/s72-c/clip_image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-7403053157280317902</id><published>2009-02-11T10:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:12:30.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emmification'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zuma'/><title type='text'>Commander Zuma's Word of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Emmification;Em-mi-fy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Verb, -fied, -fy-ing.&lt;br /&gt;-verb (used with object)&lt;br /&gt;1.      to copy a fashion statement.&lt;br /&gt;2.      to make (something) resemble emmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origin:&lt;br /&gt;2006-2009; emelyn; emmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em-mi-fy&lt;br /&gt;Em-mi-fied, em-mi-fy-ing, em-mi-fies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em ‘mi*fi*c”ation\\ n. (See Emmify) The act of copying a fashion statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pronunciation: "m-i-f&amp;amp;-'kA-sh&amp;amp;n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Function: noun&lt;br /&gt;1.      the process of emmifyingor the state of being emmified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synomyms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carbon copy, duplicate, facsimile, image, likeness, replica, reproduction, ersatz, imitation, pinchbreak, simulation, imitate, manggagayang pootah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Oh! Look at that Regine Velasquez emmified Mariah Carey's butterfly tattoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-7403053157280317902?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/7403053157280317902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=7403053157280317902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7403053157280317902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/7403053157280317902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/02/commander-zumas-word-of-day.html' title='Commander Zuma&apos;s Word of the Day'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-1470715101763779803</id><published>2009-02-07T13:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:52:57.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth about Cats and Dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You may have seen this movie starring Uma Thurman, Janeane Garofalo and Ben Chaplin.  I watched this movie I think when I was still in gradeschool, but unfortunately this post is not about the movie, nor a review of the movie, nor anything about the movie. This post is about me. You ask why? Why not, eh BLOG ko to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, through the years I noticed some things that people usually or tend to say about me. So here, I will shed a light on some of those things and tell you whether they are true or &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Suplada ako at hindi marunong makihalubilo and make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;False.&lt;/strong&gt; This is so untrue. Alam ko mukha ako talagang kontrabida sa mga teleserye dahil sa mataray kong features. Sa katunayan, lagi ko nga role noong nag-aaral pa ko sa mga play ay kontrabida o kaya naman ay matapobreng anak ng mayaman na nangaalipusta ng mga hampaslupa. Pero like every other artist, eksena lang yun. In real-life friendly ako talaga. Hindi lang talaga ako plastic at namamansin agad especially if I don’t know you. Hindi kasi ako tulad ng iba na akala mo friends forever na kung makabeso beso o kaya naman pulitikong kumakandidato sa eleksyon na lahat ay kaibigan. I value the word friend so much, and unless we have spent time together at nakilala na kita ng todo that’s the only time na makikibeso ako sayo at babatiin kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hindi ako marunong ngumiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;False&lt;/strong&gt;. Napakamasayahin ko kayang bata. Lagi nga ako tumatawa. Hindi nga lang kung mag-isa, mahirap kasi yun baka mapagkamalan pa kong si Sisa reincarnated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tanga ako sa pag-ibig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True&lt;/strong&gt;. Ilang beses na kasi ako natanga at halos lahat ng naging ex ko isa ang ugali: Babaero. Sinuwerte lang talaga ako at super opposite si hubby ng lahat ng past-life ko. Dahil na rin siguro sa tulong ng pag nonovena ng Nanay ko gabi-gabi na sana Makita ko na si Mr. Right at itigil ko na ang kahibanagan ko sa mga Robin Padilla type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;High maintenance at sosyalera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;False&lt;/strong&gt;. Jologs ako. Mukha lang sosyal  talaga. Ang totoo nyan mas jologs pa ko kay hubby. Di mo nga mapakain yun sa fishball stand, madumi daw. Pero ako kahit lupa, buhangin at flowers and plants kinakain ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lahat kinakain ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;False&lt;/strong&gt;. Hindi po lahat ay gusto ko kainin. Ayoko ng ampalaya, sapsap, kaong at Tempra. Ayoko din ng carrot juice at spanish bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Natutulog ako ng nakadilat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True&lt;/strong&gt;. Sabi ng mommy ko dilat daw ako matulog. Minsan nga nagsasalita pa. Kaya din siguro nahihirapan ako matulog sa kwarto naming ngayon ni hubby, dahil maliwanag doon. So far, wala pa naman nasasabi si hubby tungkol jan, lagi din kasi siya tulog pag tulog ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Meron akong imaginary friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True&lt;/strong&gt;. Pero mula nung nag-asawa ako di ko na siya nakakausap. Nakatira kasi siya sa kwarto ko sa Valenzuela. Since sa Novaliches na ko nakatira di na kami nagkikita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Magaling ako mag-english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;False&lt;/strong&gt;. Hindi ako magaling mag-english, maarte lang ako magsalita. Yun tipo bang Americanized/LA/Paris Hilton style ang diction ko kaya akala ng mga nakakarinig ay fluent speaker ako. Pero ang totoo niyan lalo na pag kausap ko na si Jude Law ay para na akong isda na napunta sa dry land dahil sisinghap singhap na ko ng English words. Nosebleed din ako minsan pagadating sa englishan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*May exception pala ito. Pag galit ako nagiging magaling ang English ko. Ewan ko ba nasasapian ata ako ng espiritu ni Miriam Defensor-Santiago dahil kahit ako ay namamangha, as in amazing aloha ang fluency ko sa English pag naaasar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Antukin ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True&lt;/strong&gt;. Obvious ba? Favorite place ko tulugan ay ang office dahil aircon dito at magandang past time lalo na sa mga walang ginagawa. Pag tulog ka di mo mapapansin ang bilis ng oras pagtingin mo sa relos uwian na. Another productive day diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ayan inantok ako tuloy. Next time na lang yun iba. I will just do a remix, nap time for me na muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-1470715101763779803?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/1470715101763779803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=1470715101763779803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1470715101763779803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1470715101763779803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/02/truth-about-cats-and-dogs.html' title='The Truth about Cats and Dogs'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-4196358846510609324</id><published>2009-02-06T09:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:33:44.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Office Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kausap ko sa IM ang aking friend na si Lep, at nabanggit nya na nabubwiset na daw sya sa mga tao dahil lapit ng lapit sa station nya at naiinterupt ang zen at peaceful aura nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya eto, I came up with ways on how to have a peaceful office surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bumili ng headphones at magpanggap na naka Dolby Digital Surround Sound at walang marinig. Sabayan na din ng pagsuot ng very dark shades para di makita ng mga istorbo kung tulog o gising ka ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maningil ng talent fee (TF). Sabihin na bawal magtanung at kung gusto nila ng sagot ay magbayad sila dahil mahal ang oras mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Magdala ng iba’t ibang uri ng pagkain, preferably Mr. Chips, Tortillos o Lala. Kung sosyal ka naman, Lays, Ruffles o Cheetos. Isaksak sa bibig hanggang sa mapuno pag may natatanaw na na lalapit para pagdating ay di ka na makapagsalita dahil puno na ang bibig mo ng chichirya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maglagay ng Santo o Buddha o kahit anung statue na pwede sambahin. Dasalan ito pag may lalapit at maglagay ng paskil na, “Do not interrupt, prayer in session.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mag-project na parang diva, prima donna o untouchable para matakot ang mga tao sayo. Magtaray to the highest level. Taasan ng kilay at sigawan ang lahat ng tao na kakausap sayo. In a matter of days lahat ng tao galit na sa iyo. Mag-ingat nga lang dahil baka tambangan ka sa labas pag-uwi mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lagyan ng kulambo ang station o better yet kung malakas ka kay boss ay pataasan  mo ang WS division or better yet humingi ka na lang ng sarili mong office space at I-lock ang sarili sa loob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Huwag maligo ng isang linggo. For sure wala na talaga lalapit sayo niyan, langaw na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-4196358846510609324?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/4196358846510609324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=4196358846510609324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/4196358846510609324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/4196358846510609324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/02/office-life.html' title='Office Life'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-8198324018550870219</id><published>2009-02-06T09:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:26:57.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phobias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='V6'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SUV'/><title type='text'>Phobias at Kotse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lahat tayo meron na kinatatakutan. Not necessarily phobias, pero mga bagay na winiwish natin na sana never ever after mangyari satin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eto ang top ten na mga bagay na kinatatakutan ko:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Takot ako.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sumakay ng jeep tapos pagbaba ko matatalisod ako at mahuhulog sa kalsada na parang eksena sa pelikula at lahat magpapalakpakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Matulog sa gabi mag-isa ng patay ang ilaw dahi iniisip ko baka pag nagising ako in the middle of the night ay may dalawang pulang mata na nakatitig sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tumingin sa ilalim ng kama dahil baka may maputing batang lalaki na may hawak na pusa na nakatira dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maligo ng sinasara ang shower curtain kasi baka pagbukas ko may malignong nakaabang sa likod nito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sa mataas na lugar, tulad ng ferris wheel at PETRONAS Towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sumakay sa roller coaster at kahit anu pang amusement park rides, maliban sa swan at bump cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maglakad mag-isa sa Tondo, Quiapo, Sta. Cruz at ang recently added na Bagong Silang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lumangoy sa laot kahit may lifevest dahil naiisip ko laging may pating doon at baka kainin ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sa ahas, palaka, daga at ipis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mahulog sa kanal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ito ang pinaka kinatatakutan ko sa lahat. Pagbasa pa lang ay tumaas na ang balahibo ko. Memo ito ng isa sa mga Temporary Team Leads sa dati ko na account. Kung di ka ba naman kilabutan sa sulat nya ewan ko na lang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;TEAM,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE, ITS NOT FUNNY THAT YOUR FIGHTING EACH OTHER BECAUSE OF WORK STATION ISSUES.YOU TWO ARE OLD ENOUGH,, Agent 1 AND Agent 2. I’M PIN POINTING YOU BOUGHT FOR HAVING BEHAVIORAL ISSUES.LIKE IV’E SAID BEFORE, I AM WILLING TO HELP YOU GUYS BUT IF ITS BEHAVIORAL CONCERN. I HAVE NO PATIENCE AND I WILL BE THE ONE TO PERSONALLY INFORM HIGHER MANAGEMENT REGARDING YOUR BEHAVIOR WHICH IS NOT FIT FOR WORKING IN A CALL CENTER, YOU SHOULD THINK TWICE BEFORE UTTERING WORDS ESPECIALLY TO ME SAYING THAT I’M NOT LISTENING TO YOUR CONCERN AND LETTING OTHER AGENTS HEAR ABOUT IT.ITS LIKE HAVING NO RESPECT WHEN IN FACT ITS YOUR FAULT THAT’S GOT ME ON THIS BAD IMPRESSION..I’AM NOT YOUR TEACHER, GUARDIAN ,PARENT that should be affected by your mood swing. I’M NOT TOLERATING THIS CHILDLIKE BEHAVIOR,WERE WORKING IN A CALL CENTER,THIS IS A JOB THAT YOU NEED TO FOCUS ON, YOUR NOT YET ABLE TO ACHIEVE THE SET GOALS AND HERE YOU ARE MENDLING ON THIS AS IF YOUR KINDERGARDEN PUPILS.&lt;br /&gt;THE REST OF THE TEAM, YOU NEED TO DISCUSS THIS AMONG YOURSELVES.ITS NOT GOOD TO MAKE ISSUES ESPECIALLY AMONG TEAM MATES.YOUR NOT IN SHOW BUSSINESS….YOUR WORKING IN A CORPORATE INDUSTRY.&lt;br /&gt;IF YOUR STILL CONTESTING AND DON’T WANT TO LISTEN TO ME, I WILL HAVE YOU BOUGHT SPEAK WITH OUR ACCT SUPERVISOR TOMMORROW MONDAY NOV.11, 2008 BEFORE YOUR SHIFT STARTS.COMPLIANCE IS A MUST FOR YOU TWO……&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN,&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO PATIENCE AND WILL NOT TOLERATE THIS EVEN IF YOUR PERFORMING OR NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sa ibang usapan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto nga pala ang snappy ng dream car ko. I told hubby I’ll start saving money starting today so I’ll have my dream car someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYuOq1SHjMI/AAAAAAAAAG4/PFpTa-ptY2A/s1600-h/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299486253040241858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYuOq1SHjMI/AAAAAAAAAG4/PFpTa-ptY2A/s320/car.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Naisip ko nga 20 pesos a day kaya ay sapat na para mabili ko ito after 20 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 x 365 = 7300&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang 20 pesos a day ko ay magiging 7200 sa isang taon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7200 * 20 = 144000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;144000 pesos lang ang maiipon ko in 20 years?!! Oh my grass!! Eh 5.8 milliones pesoses ang dream car ko. Siguro nga dream car na lang sya talaga. Pero sabi ko naman kay hubby kung sakaling pagpalain kami, lalo na sya dahil mabait naman syang bata ay iregalo nya na lang sakin sa 20th wedding anniversary namin. O diba bonggang bongga ang gift ng hubby ko? Kaya nga lang naisip ko din uso pa kaya ang dream car ko by that time, malamang vintage na sya nun. Atleast vintage, sosyal pa din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay dream car kailan ka kaya mapapasakin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-8198324018550870219?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/8198324018550870219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=8198324018550870219&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/8198324018550870219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/8198324018550870219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/02/phobias-at-kotse.html' title='Phobias at Kotse'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYuOq1SHjMI/AAAAAAAAAG4/PFpTa-ptY2A/s72-c/car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-2912307445075881560</id><published>2009-02-05T10:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T10:21:31.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gossip Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashionista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zac Efron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lep'/><title type='text'>Modelesque</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mahilig ako mag-model lalo na sa harap ng camera ni hubby...pero walang tatalo sa friend ko na si Lep sa mga shots nya...wala ako masabi! At dahil gusto ko na maging photographer ngayon kesa model, kelangan ma picturan ko na din si Lep sa lalong madaling panahon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of his snappy's. Astig Lep! Yun lang masasabi ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYpMEu3JkNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GyVIzWHxYMg/s1600-h/IMG-0181a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299131555737342162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYpMEu3JkNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GyVIzWHxYMg/s320/IMG-0181a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYpMQRtKpHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9WdplHGRD9w/s1600-h/DSC04146a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299131754069271666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYpMQRtKpHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9WdplHGRD9w/s320/DSC04146a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYpMckPwWNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9MKyWf7SWVI/s1600-h/IMG-0311a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299131965204617426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYpMckPwWNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9MKyWf7SWVI/s320/IMG-0311a2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYpMmOBdWFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wcNVCCINdpE/s1600-h/IMG-0319a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299132131037763666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYpMmOBdWFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wcNVCCINdpE/s320/IMG-0319a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; San ka pa Zac Efron at Chase ng Gossip Girl. Hats off Lep. Ikaw ang Featured Artist ko this month! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-2912307445075881560?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/2912307445075881560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=2912307445075881560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/2912307445075881560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/2912307445075881560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/02/modelesque.html' title='Modelesque'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYpMEu3JkNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GyVIzWHxYMg/s72-c/IMG-0181a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-9023583428523791982</id><published>2009-02-04T11:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:09:36.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scarlett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='isadora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iisa pa lamang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katherine'/><title type='text'>Iisa pa Lamang (winning lines)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I got this from greenpinoy's blog. Never saw the series, comedy pala to. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ISADORA: “Ganito pala ang feeling maging hampas lupa, kaloka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SCARLET : “Blood is thicker than canal water!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISADORA: “Alam mo bibinyagan na lang kita ng bagong pangalan ‘Mrs. Katherine Maperang-mapera y Huthutera Byuda de Impostora! “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KATHERINE: “Ikaw lang ang alam kong may kakayahang pumatay ng tao, Isadora!”ISADORA: “Well, I’m flattered!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISADORA: “Wala akong panahong makipagbalagtasan sayo Katherine. Tapos na ang linggo ng wika, hindi ka ba naabisuhan?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KATHERINE: “Papatayin kita Isadora!”ISADORA: “Pwes, pumila ka muna!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISADORA: “Ba’t ang daming bobo? Ang bilis naman nila manganak!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISADORA: “Masahol kapa sa dumi ng putik!”KATHERINE: “Kung ako ay putik, ikaw ang imbornal… o say mo? Mas madumi yun kesa sa tae!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLA AURA: “Magkaka-patayan tayo, Isadora!”ISADORA: “Dahan-dahan ka dyan sa wini-wishmo. Baka magkatotoo!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISADORA: “Hindi ako defensive…. offensive ka lang!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISADORA: “Talaga nga namang may pakpak ang balita at my tenga ang lupa. O talagang chismosa ka lang?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISADORA: “Perfect ako pero nagkakamali rin…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLA AURA: “Ilan bang paso ang kailangan mo, Isadora?”ISADORA: “Haciendera ako at hindi hardinera, Aura! At isa pa, isa ka lang dumi sa akin.”LOLA AURA: “Tandaan mo, balang araw, ang duming ito ang makakapuwing sa yo!”ISADORA: “Eh di magshe-shades ako!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOPHIA: “Ma, may mga tao!”ISADORA: “Naku, lintik na! — ay, si Aura lang pala… kaya ko ‘to!” —&lt;br /&gt;SOPHIA: “Mommy, tama na. Hindi ako bulag”.ISADORA: “Oo, alam ko. Hindi ka bulag. Pero sana pipi ka nalang kasi naririndi na ako sa mga pinagsasasabi mo”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Maid is about to leave Isadora) ISADORA: Pagkatapos kitang binaba sa bundok mo at pinatikim ng corned beef, lalayasan mo ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISADORA: “Oh aren’t you excited to see me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;SCARLETT: “Excited? Alam mo bang mas excited pa akong magpunta ng dentista at mag pa root canal kesa ang makaharap ka?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ISADORA: “Ikaw naman, nagpapaka-funny. Kung ang lahat ng bulok na ngipin ay kasing ganda ko, o di wala ng bibili ng toothpaste… I’m so witty!”—-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;“Gusto mo ikaw ang itali ko? Pasweet sweet ka pa diyan, ganid ka rin pala!” - Isadora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;“Ang bigat naman ng salitang ‘yon Isadora, pero totoo, oo ganid ako! At gusto ko, ni singko walang matira sa’yo! Kaya manginig ka na Isadora, dahil uubusin ko ang lupang tinatapakan mo!” - Katherine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;“Iba na ang sitwasyon ngayon Isadora. Marami akong pera, kaya ko nang bilhin ang kahit na ano. Kahit ikaw, magkano ka ba?” - Katherine&lt;br /&gt;“Hayop ka! Kahit kailan hindi mo ako mabibili, at hindi mo ako kayang bilhin!” - Isadora&lt;br /&gt;“Sabagay, ayoko sayo. Mumurahin ka eh, pero yung anak mo ibebenta mo ha. Sige na, promise hindi ako tatawad. Kahit used goods na, ok lang. Pag-isipan mo.” - Katherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;“Katherine….Katherine di pa tayo tapos. Lalabanan kita, sinisigurado kong walang judge ang sinumang maniniwala sayo dahil sirang-sira na yang reputasyon mo! You’re just a whore!” - Scarlett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;“Whore? Oh, Scarlett? Ako whore? At least ako di ko kailangan magbayad ng 2 million pesos para lang may makipag-date sa akin. Nung una si Miguel binili mo, ngayon naman si Rafael.” - Katherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;“Walang hiya ka!” - Scarlett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;“Mas walang hiya ka, Scarlett!” - Katherine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;“Home-wrecker!” - Scarlett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;“Adulteress!” - Katherine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;“Social climber!” - Scarlett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;“Slut!” - Katherine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;“Black widow!” - Scarlett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;“Desperate housewife from hell!” - Katherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora to Rolando: “Aalis ka ba dyan (dahan-dahang hinuhugot ang baril sabay tutok)? O babarilin ko yang bad trip mong mukha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: Tumigil ka muna sa pag-aaral.&lt;br /&gt;Sophia: Ma?! Pa’no ‘yung education ko? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: “School, school, school. Puro ka na lang school. Kita mo namomroblema nga ako eh! Ikaw talaga napaka-selfish mo!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: “Ang Hacienda Amadesto hindi pang kawang gawa. Gusto mo ba talaga palitan si Rosa Rosal?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: “Anak, dapat mag-English ka!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Batang Sophia: “Mommy, bakit ko naman kailangang mag-English? Nakakaintindi naman sila ng Tagalog!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: “Ano ka ba? Lahat ng mga mayayaman dito sa Maynila, nag-e-English! Remember, isa kang Castillejos, kaya dapat mag-English ka rin!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Batang Sophia: “Ayaw ko Mommy!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: “Hay naku! Kapag sinabi kong mag-English ka, mag-English ka!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Scarlett: “Ano ba ‘yan! Nagsi-swimming ka lang naka-diamonds ka pa!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Katherine: “Siyempre, diamonds are forever…like me!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora to Katherine: “Wow! Ang ganda-ganda mo na ngayon, Katherine. Ang sarap mong patayin!”&lt;br /&gt;Katherine: “Pagod ako. Huwag kang loloko-loko. Baka gusto mo ihampas ko ‘tong bag kong mas mahal pa sa’yo!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: “Sabagay, ako rin eh! Pagod makipaghampasan. Next time, ok? In fairness ah, ang ganda ng damit mo. Pahiram minsan ha?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: “Hay naku mare! Alam ko ang kuwento tungkol dyan. Bayaan mo at sasabihin ko sa’yo. Pero, bawasan mo muna ng 10,000 utang ko sa’yo!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Scarlett: “Gusto kong makita na luluhod ka sa harapan ko at magmamakaawa ka na tanggapin kita ulit!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Miguel: “Kumain ka na, gutom lang yan!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Scarlett: “Ano ba talagang pakay mo? I’m sure hindi naman ang kapakanan ng dental industry ang pinunta mo dito di ba? Business? Monkey business?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: “Oo, at napakadisenteng monkey business! Politics.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Scarlett: Same to you anak, remember? Pareho na tayong nasasadlak ngayon. Damn you, damn me. Karma’s a bitch and so are we!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora (nang mawala ng ang mga ari-arian): “Ito na kasi ang uso ngayon. Oh di ba ang ganda? Very minimalist!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mortgage Agent: “Kayo po ba si Isadora Castillejos?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Katherine: “Bakit? Mukha ba akong demonyo?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Reporters: “Ano ba ang mayroon kay Miguel Castillejos na wala si Enrique Torralba?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: “Cuteness at kabataan!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: “Katherine…what a bwisit surprise!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Scarlett: “From now on, may bago na akong motto: Never settle for second best because I am the best!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: “Alam mo Rafael, akala ko pa naman, matalino ka. Pero pagdating kay Katherine, bobo ka! Makaalis na nga rito at dumarami kayo!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: “Inday, pakisagot ang telepono!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Manang Elvie: “Ma’am hindi po Inday ang pangalan ko, Elvie po.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: “Ah ganun ba…Pwes, Inday, pakisagot ang telepono! At kapag hinanap ako pakisabi, patay na ako!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: Nakidnap si Katherine! (smile) Sabi na nga ba’t tama ang horoscope ko. Today is my lucky day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Miguel (to Scarlet): Lagi mong sinasabing karma’s a bitch. Look at what happened… Na out-karma ka na, na out-bitch ka pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: Di pwedeng mawala sa akin ang Amadesto. Di pwedeng mapunta yun kay Aura! Anong gagawin niya dun? Home for the aged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: Yes, I’m one in a million! I’m one in a million pesos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora (to Vernon, Jestoni Alarcon): Ikaw naman! Sa lahat ng kriminal ng kilala ko eh, ikaw ang pinaka-honest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: Buntot mo, hila mo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lola Aura: Oo, may buntot ka nga! Buntot ni satanas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: Oo tama ka! Kaya mag-ingat ka. Baka mahagip ka nito at tumilapon ka! Kasama ng apo mong haliparot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sophia: Ma, naputulan tayo ng kuryente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: Sus, ito naman. Sabihin pa ba ang obvious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: Gusto mo ipag-bake kita ng pizza? (Laugh) Wala tayong pizza. Ipagbubukas na lang kita ng de lata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: Katherine Ramirez, Viuda de dela Rhea… Torralba? Hahaha. ILUSIONADA DE PRIMERA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora (nagsindi ng kandila): Sa lahat ng mga namatay, ikaw lang ang pinagsindi ko Rolando……. Walang hiya ka, ang lakas mo sa akin! O siya, hanggang dito na lang Rolando at baka matunaw pa ako sa harap ng birhen. Rest in peace na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: Hoy! Pati ba naman basura hahalughugin niyo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Police: Maaring nandito ho ang pumatay kay Rolando Ramirez. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: Nandyan? Nandyan sa basura? KAKASUHAN KO KAYO NG HARASSMENT. Kakasuhan ko kayo ng harassment, tsaka stupidity! Pati ba naman basura papatulan nyo!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Scarlet: Misery loves company. You’re Misery no. 1, and I’m Misery no. 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Katherine: Ikakasal na ako sa isang desenteng lalaki. Hindi na ako dapat nagpapa-eskandalo sa mga babaeng sinasapian ng asong ulol. dahil sa selos. Kung gusto mong magkalat ng rabies, wag dito! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Scarlet: Hahaha! Ako, parang asong ulol? Huwag kang mag-alala Katherine dahil hindi ako ang sasagpang sa iyo kung hindi ang mga preso sa correctional na gustung-gusto ang mga tisay na katulad mo. Hinihintay ka na ng selda mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Scarlet: Huwag kang mag-alala. Baka naman pwede mo pang gapangin ‘to. Bakit hindi mo pakasalan ang piskal o kaya ang judge para ma-abswelto ka na naman? Or else ang dating gold digger in red, MAGIGING JAILBIRD IN ORANGE! Hahahaha! Nakakatakot! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Estelle: Nagbago na isip ko sa pagbili ng hacienda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: Sige na Mare… Presyong kaibigan naman… May kasama pang kabayo….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Estelle: EH TALAGA NAMANG MAY KABAYO DUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Estelle: At wala akong alam sa pagpapatakbo ng hacienda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: Mare tutulungan kita. MAY MGA SEMINARS AT WORKSHOP NAMAN… Pwede kitang samahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Estelle: Mare, ang dami mo nang nainom! Ngayon ka lang ba nakatikim ng wine na ‘yan?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isadora: Ano ka ba Mare? Marami kaming ganito noong Pasko! IPINAMIGAY KO NGA LANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Katherine: Ako na ang nagma-mayari ng Dela Rhea Foods! At gusto kong tawagin mo akong Ma’am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Scarlett: At kanino ka naman nakakuha ng malaking pera? Wala kang pera! Sabagay, mukha naming kumabit ka na naman sa isang matandang mayamang madaling mamatay! ONCE A SLUT, ALWAYS A SLUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Katherine: Ang hirap kasi sa’yo, hindi mo kinikilala kung sinong babanggain mo! By the way, pagpasok ko, GUSTO KONG IPAGTIMPLA MO AKO NG KAPE. YUNG BLACK! YUNG VERY BLACK! SIMPAIT NG BUHAY NA IPAPATIKIM KO SAYO!Scarlett: GOTO HELL!!! GO TO HELLL!!! GO TO HELLL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Katherine: I’LL SEE YOU THERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Scarlett: Anong gusto niyong palabasin? Na mas magaling sa akin yang Katherine na yan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Katherine (papasok sa pinto ng conference room): Oh yes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Scarlett: ISA KANG PUTIK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Katherine: Bago mo pansinin ang putik sa mukha ko, PANSININ MO MUNA YANG PUSALI SA MUKHA MO! ANG BAHO!!! NANGANGAMOY NA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Scarlett: Ang naamoy mo ang labi ng tatay kong pinagmumultuhan ka dahil sa kababuyan mo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Katherine: UMALIS KA NA SA TRONO MO, DAHIL NAGBALIK NA ANG TUNAY NA REYNA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-9023583428523791982?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/9023583428523791982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=9023583428523791982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/9023583428523791982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/9023583428523791982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/02/iisa-pa-lamang-winning-lines.html' title='Iisa pa Lamang (winning lines)'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-1044057471960525342</id><published>2009-02-04T11:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T11:20:24.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunch of Crapola</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My good friend Lepre Cornelius sent me this email about a circulating Newsletter from my previous account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is duh! As in D-U-H!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense to the editor and his staff whom I know personally, they’re good people, especially the publisher who was my former boss, but honestly I find it hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all are crapolas though, they have this article on how to lose weight which is not bad since people who work at night do have the tendency to get bigger. Kasi naman what else to do at night, but eat, sit and yap. That article is pretty helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I heckling about? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. This snappy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYkHLeW7lJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RYL0QuXhTBc/s1600-h/clip_image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298774330287297682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYkHLeW7lJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RYL0QuXhTBc/s400/clip_image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; …end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.  The CLASSIC question: If you are not a call center agent, where will you be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And here are some of the winning answers, as in winner talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     "An entertainer in Japan . It was never my plan to work here but my friends submitted my resume. Actually, this is not the first time I applied here, the first was in a job fair in Olongapo, I was chosen but they didn't call back. Maybe I’m meant for *****. Or better yet, probably, a Beauty queen!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Duh you sure about the beauty queen part honey? If you are that pretty you would have been discovered simply by walking in Makati, or wala ka lang talaga pera pang Japan that’s why you’re there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In a bank or better yet, artista!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Isa pa to artista daw. Artista sa perya maybe. Pwede!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A lawyer! I'll finish my studies in Polical Science then pursue Law then become a judge someday. Who knows?! But actually, I can't think of any job right now other than in a call center industry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah maybe you should…atleast before you turn 40. How old are you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Abroad. I wanna work abroad where there's lots of money, big earnings"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you even heard of the economic crisis going on in the US, which is affecting the global market, and you want to work abroad? No wonder you are still here, di ka talaga papasa abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Abroad, also working in a call center together with my girlfriend *****.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Now why would you want to go abroad and still work in a call center. THAT IS JUST PLAIN MORONIC dude! Poor GF, if BF has that ambition in life, I would run…away..far away! Hmmm… maybe abroad..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Living in a palace in Bahrain! Married to the Crown Prince! I don't like to become a Queen, just a Princess. I'll be wearing expensive gowns!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Honey, first is modern day princesses don’t wear gowns, they’re more referred to as couture or cocktail dresses. Secondly, have you recently looked in a mirror? ‘nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.  And this is the best part: “Most sought after MALE agents”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewan ko ba kung nababalutan ba ng mist o fog ang mga mata at utak ng mga tao na bumoto sa “sought-after” na agents na ito. Sabi nga ni Supreme Commander Zuma, “Puro kalokohan talaga.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked, twice, thrice and four times I can’t find one single hotness in the featured agents. With exception to my good friend Naruto who was also featured, and my long-time crush dati, Mr Biceps who was also there. All the guys that were featured are like..bleech!&lt;br /&gt;Kung ito na ang definition ng hotness doon, kawawa naman kayo dahil you are all missing what’s out there. Tulad nga ng sabi ko, just kill me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa mas importanteng bagay...which is my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahuli pala kami ng Traffic Enforcer sa Novaliches Bayan. “Obstruction of Pedestrian Lane” daw ang violation. Shempre alam nyo naman bihasa na ang lola mo sa mga encounters with the Kupals, prepared and ready to strike. Nosebleeding lang ang pang laban dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was the one driving, I told hubby, I got this baby, sabay kindat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario: Palengke with 2 Traffic Enforcers. Car parked on the side. Traffic Enforcer walking toward the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast: Traffic Enforcer (TF) Essiebot (E) Hubby (H)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TF: Ma’am ticketan ko po kayo.&lt;br /&gt;E:   On what violation? I will not accept that ticket.&lt;br /&gt;TF: Eh kasi po nakaharang kayo sa pedestrian lane.&lt;br /&gt;E:  Mr TF, so you know this is what happened. The light changed  to orange when half of the car was on the lane. So what would you have me do? Run the light collide with the oncoming cars then issue me a ticket for beating the red light? So I stopped.&lt;br /&gt;TF: May time  po yang light na yan. Nasan ba kayo nung nag orange dapat yun palang nag stop na warning na yun.&lt;br /&gt;E:  I already told you that, I was already on the lane when it changed to orange, then Red, if I went ahead you would’ve stopped me for beating the red light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Marami pang daldalan na nangyari makulit si Mr. TF di ata makaintindi ng English. Naasar sa kaka English ko tumalikod sabay sabi.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TF: Iisyuhan ko na lang kayo ng ticket kasi pinupush nyo yun point nyo, dun nyo na lang I-contest.&lt;br /&gt;E: You know why, because same thing happened to me in Tomas Morato. When I reached the other side they gave me a ticket for beating the red light. Now tell me what would you have me do?&lt;br /&gt;TF: Eh baka po sa kanila ganun yun, dito po hindi ganun.&lt;br /&gt;E: What do you mean sa kanila  ganun yun? Isn’t it the law? Dapat pare-pareho lahat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tumalikod ulit si TF. Nakipagusap sa mga ibang Kups)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TF: I-contest nyo na lang po, pagkuha nyo ng license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Entra si hubby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Talaga. I cocontest namin yan. Anung pangalan mo?&lt;br /&gt;TF: Eh bakit naman po pati pangalan ko? Mapapahamak pa po kami niyan.&lt;br /&gt;H: Shempre kung icocontest namin, sasabihin naming ikaw ang nag ticket nyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Umalis ulit. May conference.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TF: Sige po, ganito na lang, di na lang muna naming bibigyan ng ticket. Next time alam nyo na po. Ingat na lang kayo.&lt;br /&gt;E: Alright fine. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powerful.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-1044057471960525342?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/1044057471960525342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=1044057471960525342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1044057471960525342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1044057471960525342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/02/bunch-of-crapola.html' title='Bunch of Crapola'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYkHLeW7lJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RYL0QuXhTBc/s72-c/clip_image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-1928715090892634044</id><published>2009-02-03T10:25:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T10:46:05.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adidas'/><title type='text'>Ang Sho-Es ni Teddy Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's my hubby's birthday and eto ang gift ko sa kanya. At aminin mo may drama na naganap mabili lang ang sho-es na yan. Ilang linggo ko na rin pinagiisipan kung pano ko kaya mabibilhan ng gift ang aking hubby, at isang araw sa pagtitig sa kawalan sa opisina nabuo ang brilliant, shining, shimmering na idea sa aking isip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ang drama ay may meeting ako ng 8 pm, Monday sa opisina. Pagdating sa opisina, umakyat na ang hubby at dali dali naman ako tumakbo palabas at humakbang sa Shangri-la para sa mahiwagang sho-es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wagi ang lola mo. Success. Pag-akyat ko ng 12 MN sa 36th floor, at paglabas ni hubby sa pinto ng office, nag blush na parang kamatis ng iabot ko ang gift. Kaya eto sabi ko pag-uwi kelangan mag-pictorial suot ang mahiwagang sho-es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto ang shot ng mahiwagang sho-es:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYetjzDBI5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/AjvM8G2lL-I/s1600-h/DSC_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298394317134570386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYetjzDBI5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/AjvM8G2lL-I/s320/DSC_0186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYetwQ14oAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JMlK2ISUGO8/s1600-h/DSC_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298394531290980354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYetwQ14oAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JMlK2ISUGO8/s320/DSC_0185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga snappy hawak at suot ni hubby ang sho-es. Sabi ko pa-model effect dapat. Pero dahil sanay siya na ako ang model, camera shy pa daw siya kuno pero panay naman ang ngiti pag nakatutok na ang lens hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYeuVJMCAQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/znnUmlgkVes/s1600-h/DSC_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298395164891545858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYeuVJMCAQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/znnUmlgkVes/s320/DSC_0190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYeuhqZjVFI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BGFEvNNSYh4/s1600-h/DSC_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298395379965056082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYeuhqZjVFI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BGFEvNNSYh4/s320/DSC_0191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYeuuUrjb6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/edjgagv3dhY/s1600-h/DSC_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298395597473279906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYeuuUrjb6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/edjgagv3dhY/s320/DSC_0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYeu4cCJkdI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Ec0pMJHPXkg/s1600-h/DSC_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298395771245793746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYeu4cCJkdI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Ec0pMJHPXkg/s320/DSC_0195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leg shot daw o!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYevIdYLUxI/AAAAAAAAAF4/RYZafg_CCUI/s1600-h/DSC_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298396046484525842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYevIdYLUxI/AAAAAAAAAF4/RYZafg_CCUI/s320/DSC_0206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ang Final shot. In your face kick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYeva9bu_UI/AAAAAAAAAGA/1F8Bi8151PM/s1600-h/DSC_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298396364327025986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYeva9bu_UI/AAAAAAAAAGA/1F8Bi8151PM/s320/DSC_0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ko kuhanan si hubby, narealize ko masarap pala maging photographer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-1928715090892634044?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/1928715090892634044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=1928715090892634044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1928715090892634044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1928715090892634044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/02/ang-sho-es-ni-teddy-bear.html' title='Ang Sho-Es ni Teddy Bear'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYetjzDBI5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/AjvM8G2lL-I/s72-c/DSC_0186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-5705680072622663431</id><published>2009-01-31T19:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:17:33.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pigging-out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes, again we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby was craving for burgers and fries, and me for cake. So at 11:30 in the morning, which was supposed to be our sleeping time, we went to the mall and pigged out. When I woke up at around 6:30. I’m still so full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to the office, our favorite French guy, Jude is treating pizza and mojos for his birthday. Yay! Looks like it’s going to be a pig-out day for me huh? Need to diet tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;So I was trying to beat my record of sleep here in the office. Again it wasn’t such a busy night for us. I know sleeping is not allowed during work but what can a girl do when she has nothing else to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there, Jude and Melina already left while I was still in slumber and the avaya beeps around 6:15, I woke up, got my headset and answered the phone. Chitchat for a couple of minutes. Call ends. Then Jude IM’s me for a reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Jude says (6:12 AM): DO NOT FORGET YOUR REPORT TO ZUMA... AND TELL ME IF YOU DID A NEW SR, WHAT TYPE OF SR IT IS AND STATUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;eSsiebot.blogspot.com says (6:15 AM):haha&lt;br /&gt;eSsiebot.blogspot.com says (6:15 AM):so really has to be in big bold letters&lt;br /&gt;eSsiebot.blogspot.com says (6:15 AM):im awake now there was a call&lt;br /&gt;eSsiebot.blogspot.com says (6:15 AM):tech call so no SR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jude says (6:16 AM):oh you are awake...&lt;br /&gt;Jude says (6:16 AM):38 minutes to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;eSsiebot.blogspot.com says (6:17 AM):Yes&lt;br /&gt;eSsiebot.blogspot.com says (6:18 AM):i was tryng to beat my record sleep till 10 minutes before I go home&lt;br /&gt;eSsiebot.blogspot.com says (6:18 AM):then Mr. Caller of Far-Away-Land calls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jude says (6:19 AM):Thats a Ms. My Favorite's client&lt;br /&gt;Jude says (6:19 AM):hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;eSsiebot.blogspot.com says (6:20 AM):Hubby said he always calls and asks questions and leaves comments &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;eSsiebot.blogspot.com says (6:20 AM):though he sounded nice on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jude says (6:20 AM):hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Jude says (6:20 AM):at least hubby is off... so the comments will be for Our-Favorite-Guy hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;eSsiebot.blogspot.com says (6:23 AM):only Mr. P is left, actually he never got to speak to a tech coz the line is busy, i didn’t let him go coz he said onset the call that he was trying to call TS but nobody was answering but the stupid voice telling him to wait (wc is btw my husbands voice ) so i promised i will not let him go until i get a tech,&lt;br /&gt;eSsiebot.blogspot.com says (6:24 AM):when i got back with him i took his info and IM Hubby to call him instead and that’s when he made that comment about the guy, coz he was supposed to answer the phone but when he found out it was him he didn’t want to anymore&lt;br /&gt;eSsiebot.blogspot.com says (6:24 AM):hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jude says (6:24 AM):hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yay! I am leaving in less than 5 minutes. Hope everyone will have a great weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-5705680072622663431?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/5705680072622663431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=5705680072622663431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/5705680072622663431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/5705680072622663431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/01/pigging-out.html' title='Pigging-out'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-1031707828561388439</id><published>2009-01-30T10:03:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:53:36.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding venues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oasis of Manila'/><title type='text'>Anything Under</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;We booked Oasis last Wednesday. Hubby took some photos of the place and moi of course, but damn, not very modely me hahaha .. pardon me its after shift with no sleep, so I'll just post the once I deem nice enough hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some snappy's of the place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A view of the place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296912883555032322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYJqNA583QI/AAAAAAAAAEo/URdKS5sC5VM/s320/Oasis_venue+179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is where the reception will be held&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296904785177115394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYJi1oGMewI/AAAAAAAAADo/aibTAAZUcvs/s320/Oasis_venue+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296906783994925026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYJkp-Rfz-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/IRckONhN1Fk/s320/Oasis_venue+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296905975204106866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYJj65SvUnI/AAAAAAAAADw/fhdZIoQk8q8/s320/Oasis_venue+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And here are the snappy's of me and hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYJmEKeD-EI/AAAAAAAAAEA/p5tszCNDlHQ/s1600-h/Oasis_venue+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296908333457078338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYJmEKeD-EI/AAAAAAAAAEA/p5tszCNDlHQ/s320/Oasis_venue+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYJmcAthc8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ms2dJoo-46w/s1600-h/mike4[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296908743154430914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYJmcAthc8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ms2dJoo-46w/s320/mike4%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYJm0NF1i7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ApJ571PtgRU/s1600-h/Mike.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296909158794496946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYJm0NF1i7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ApJ571PtgRU/s320/Mike.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; ---&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday we also went to visit my bestfriend Valentina in the hospital. Too bad I never got to see baby valentina since the nursery was still closed. Lep and Zuma also went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYJoA7IXKwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XIH_5EfVuWM/s1600-h/Oasis_venue+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296910476823177986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYJoA7IXKwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XIH_5EfVuWM/s320/Oasis_venue+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYJogci6knI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OoZgUvFBfb0/s1600-h/Oasis_venue+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296911018368864882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYJogci6knI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OoZgUvFBfb0/s320/Oasis_venue+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-1031707828561388439?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/1031707828561388439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=1031707828561388439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1031707828561388439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1031707828561388439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/01/anything-under.html' title='Anything Under'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SYJqNA583QI/AAAAAAAAAEo/URdKS5sC5VM/s72-c/Oasis_venue+179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-4850640282801532878</id><published>2009-01-28T13:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:16:26.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the lounge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oasis of Manila'/><title type='text'>Busy Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So after last week’s hiatus, another busy week awaits me and it started yesterday. At least I get to sleep last weekend and had my much missed rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -- Valentina gave birth today to a baby girl, Annika Mariel.&lt;br /&gt; -- Got our BDO ATM at last today as well.&lt;br /&gt; -- Booked a church. It’s not in AP anymore but MTQ. Will post pictures when we visit next week.&lt;br /&gt; -- Wedding has been moved to November 14.&lt;br /&gt; -- Found our venue and caterer. Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally are going somewhere with the wedding, two major things at once. Church and Reception. We finally found the perfect place to hold the reception, Oasis of Manila. Now all we have to take care of is the time, apparently Oasis doesn’t hold receptions till 5 in the afty, and since our wedding is at 2 PM it kinda’ gave us an itsy bitsy conflict. Tomorrow we’ll drop by to coordinate the time and make our initial reservation. Hopefully, they allow us to have it at 4 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m now busy with the guest list. Tedious, if you ask me. I’m still short of Groomsmen, Male Secondary Sponsors, and a flower girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a snappy from the website of Oasis of Manila. Will get personal snappy’s and post it here after tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SX_o7tlJCII/AAAAAAAAADQ/svDMHKca1pw/s1600-h/Oasis.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296207799356295298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SX_o7tlJCII/AAAAAAAAADQ/svDMHKca1pw/s320/Oasis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here’s the indoor venue, The Lounge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SX_pXtS9U5I/AAAAAAAAADY/3uga2PD5XBE/s1600-h/lounge.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296208280316367762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SX_pXtS9U5I/AAAAAAAAADY/3uga2PD5XBE/s320/lounge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; Footnote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my ever loving Ninang for doing the reservation and shouldering our Church fees. Yay! Love you Ninang! (Snappy's of MTQ yet to be posted.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-4850640282801532878?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/4850640282801532878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=4850640282801532878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/4850640282801532878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/4850640282801532878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/01/busy-week.html' title='Busy Week'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SX_o7tlJCII/AAAAAAAAADQ/svDMHKca1pw/s72-c/Oasis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-8115592451195760789</id><published>2009-01-24T13:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:01:59.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acute nasopharyngitis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colds'/><title type='text'>Acute Nasopharyngitis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sa lahat ng uri ng sakit eto ang pinakaayaw ko sa lahat.  Si hubby halos everyday merong sipon. Pagkagising nya sinisipon na agad, pero the rest of the day naman ay bouncing boy sya, babalik lang ulit pag matutulog na kami. Sabi nya allergy daw yun. Meron syang allergic reaction sa isang bagay na naamoy nya. Napaisip tuloy ako, di kaya sya allergic sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have colds. I didn’t wake up with it. When I got to the office, ayun bigla na lang ako sinipon. I guess it has something to do with the aircon. Ewan ko ba kung laking North Pole ang mga tao dito at di sila nagrereklamo sa lamig. OA na talaga. Kahit si Jude Law na lumaki sa France ay giniginaw.  Eh sino ba naman ang matutuwa sa sipon, nakakairita, singhot ka ng singhot, kulang na lang masinghot ko pati yun avaya ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Five Reasons why I hate Sipon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Walang katapusang bahing with iba-iba pang tunog. Kung pwede siguro makagawa ng melody na gamit ang bahing ay award winning composer na ako.&lt;br /&gt;4. Mahirap maghanap ng tissue.&lt;br /&gt;3. Nakakahiya suminga. Buti na lang sana kung ako lang ang tao dito, kahit gaano kabongga na singa eh gagawin ko. Pero shempre feeling dalagang pilipina kaya dapat pa-demure ang pagsinga sa public place.&lt;br /&gt;2. Napagkakamalan akong si Rudolf eh hindi naman Christmas Season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ang Numero Uno na dahilan ay…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Feeling ko lagi ako may kulangot. (Kaw ba hindi?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naisip ko lang. Bakit ba may mga inggitera? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inggitera din naman ako. Pero tamang inggitera lang. Naalala ko yun kapitbahay naming noon. Actually kapitbahay pa rin naman naming sila ngayon. But when I was a kid I get to atleast get to experience the pleasantries of being a kid. I have dolls, cute dresses and bags. Being an only child and my Ninang’s favorite, though I didn’t have a father I was never deprived of my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon balik tayo sa kapitbahay namin. I remember there was a time na pag may bago sa kanila, aakyat sila sa may pader at irarampa ang bago nilang gamit, mapa lunchbox o lapis man ito. Mga 30 minutes sila tatayo dun sa harap ng bahay namin at magfafashion show para mapansin ko na may bago sa kanila. Akala naman nila maiinggit ako. Pag ako naman ang may bago, lahat sila pa sikretong nakasilip sa bintana at 1 isang linggo akong di kakausapin. Parang kasalanan ko pa na binilhan ako ng bagong bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon hindi na sila ang naiinggit. Yung nanay na nila. My mom tells me that sometimes makikipag-usap yun mudrabels nila sa kanya at maglilitanya kung gaano daw sya kaswerte sakin. Maaga kasi nag-asawa yun mga anak nya, nabuntis di pa nakaka-graduate. At ngayon parang day-care yung bahay nila, dahil in a span of 6 years 5 na agad yun apo nya at lahat yun sya pa din ang nagpapakain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun lang yun. Parang walang sense ang sinabi ko. Nauuhaw na kasi ko. Nakalimutan ko pa magpabili kay Melina ng favorite ko na Lipton Iced Tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-8115592451195760789?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/8115592451195760789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=8115592451195760789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/8115592451195760789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/8115592451195760789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/01/acute-nasopharyngitis.html' title='Acute Nasopharyngitis'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-1437613196389311763</id><published>2009-01-23T17:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T13:57:31.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tonight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FM Static'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A walk to remember'/><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the music video of FM Static for Tonight. It featured "A walk to remember". Ooooh I love this movie. Cheesy I know, but I used to watch this over and over when it first came out and I cried everytime I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bg45rOnbnCA&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-1437613196389311763?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/1437613196389311763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=1437613196389311763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1437613196389311763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1437613196389311763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/01/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-3824894460002261016</id><published>2009-01-23T08:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:51:36.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ministop hotchix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warhol canvas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardenia'/><title type='text'>Dog Bitchin' and other stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn’t be? For two days in a row our neighbor’s dog has been howling and yowling all afternoon. And of course being night people as we are we couldn’t sleep. So both of us are awake at 2 in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby was really, really pissed. If he could, I know he would've killed the dog. I would too. Kakairita talaga. To the highest level! Isa pa so insensitive ng mga neighbors. I don’t know if they’re deaf or something coz I swear anyone who hears their dog bark would lose their mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday we celebrated our FIRST MONTH as a married couple (Yay!). Nothing special naman since we’re both corny at mababaw. He bought me a bikini (hahaha). Last week he’s been asking me what my panty size is, so yun yon! Ang monthsary breakfast namin ay (you would never guess) Hotchix from Ministop and everybody’s favorite, Jollibee!!! These past few days I’ve been craving for salty foods and ministop chicken. I’m even joking hubby that I may be pregnant since the other day he also threw-up. Sabi ko, “Lagot ka naglilihi ka na.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Lepre Cornelius made this Warhol picture canvas for us. Thanks Lep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXkRRdpxyxI/AAAAAAAAADA/r61h9fqVLsA/s1600-h/clip_image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294281828666034962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXkRRdpxyxI/AAAAAAAAADA/r61h9fqVLsA/s320/clip_image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Been wasting time reading blogs. This one cracked me up: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://deardiarya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://deardiarya.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Original humor at its finest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;On the way home, walking along Edsa Central, Hubby and I talking: Hubby (H) Me (M)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;M: Di ka bumaba to hug me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;H: Andami kasi work eh, sunod sunod di ako makaalis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;M: Busy ka na lang palagi. Pinagpapalit mo ko sa work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;H: Hindi naman. Alam mo naman sa taas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;M: Panu na lang if we have a kid, will you give him that excuse? What if he says "Daddy come play basketball with me, will you say "I'm busy, we'll do it later."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Hubby smiles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;M: Then after two hours he comes back to ask you to play with him and his toys, will you say, "Later na lang busy pa din si daddy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;H: Baliw ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;M: Then at night when he would ask you to read him his bedtime stories will you say, "Pagod na si daddy anak, ask your nanny to do it or your mom."  O will you say that???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;H: Ewan ko sayo baliw ka. (Laughs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I ate one pack of chocolate flavored bread during mu lunch. You know the flavored ones from Gardenia, and ofcourse Hotchix. Jude Law my french co-worker was like making faces at me, asking me how I could eat that much and how could I eat the bread with the chicken. Ang sarap kaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just crossed my mind, wonder when my friend Valentina is giving birth...hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-3824894460002261016?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/3824894460002261016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=3824894460002261016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3824894460002261016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/3824894460002261016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/01/dog-bitchin-and-other-stuff.html' title='Dog Bitchin&apos; and other stuff'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXkRRdpxyxI/AAAAAAAAADA/r61h9fqVLsA/s72-c/clip_image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-1277723873859478671</id><published>2009-01-21T09:41:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T10:12:06.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding venues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jardin de miramar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding coordinator'/><title type='text'>More Wedding Places</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;12.24 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sleepy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been dwindling time by browsing this site.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://totallylookslike.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://totallylookslike.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to do today (as usual), it’s Obama’s inauguration so I guess the Americans are all busy watching the broadcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby showed some pictures of a possible pre-nuptial pictorial places (see even him has nothing to do). Anyway here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXaANaE2c0I/AAAAAAAAACY/Kv_EIKv1Bzg/s1600-h/clip_image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293559379846918978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXaANaE2c0I/AAAAAAAAACY/Kv_EIKv1Bzg/s320/clip_image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXaAYLyq2AI/AAAAAAAAACg/Rc3VXSdHLZQ/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293559564991125506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXaAYLyq2AI/AAAAAAAAACg/Rc3VXSdHLZQ/s320/002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXaAgVnzDcI/AAAAAAAAACo/qhgt1ZahP_A/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293559705068834242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXaAgVnzDcI/AAAAAAAAACo/qhgt1ZahP_A/s320/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; I just don’t know if they belong to the same place, but not bad right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For days hubby has been the one checking out places for our wedding, including the venue and caterers. Calling and setting up appointments with them. I know I should be the one doing this, or at least help him do it. But honestly I’m really not in the mood this week for these things. I don’t know I just feel so tired. All I want to do lately is sleep, sleep, sleep and laze around in bed. (Bawi naman ako hubby promise!) I asked hubby to set up the appointments next week, for my gown and the visit to the venue and church.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I do have an excuse because my work schedule this week is aaarrghh! I have one running for 12 hours, that’s tomorrow, and then on Thursday I have to come an hour early. See?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---oOo---&lt;br /&gt;1.23 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXaBQ6tMKgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pwzwkM_02pI/s1600-h/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293560539657284098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXaBQ6tMKgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pwzwkM_02pI/s320/004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmmm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby found this in 88DB.com. My initial reaction is “Way! No way! It’s a scam!” but he said the wife of his colleague, who happens to be a wedding coordinator knows this person so could be legit right? We will call tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;---oOo---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.03 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept again for 2 1/2 hours. Can’t get out of this habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Paolo and he’s giving me a 6 am out tomorrow instead of 7. (Yay! More sleeping hours for me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is busy looking for a nice blog lay-out for me. Bait talaga ng teddy bear ko. He hates it when I call him that. (I think so) Pero kasi sarap talaga I-hug ng hubby ko, as in. At ang sweet sweet pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it muna for now. 30 minutes na lang log-out time na ulet. And hubby is messaging me pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Update: It is the same place. Jardin de Miramar in Antipolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXaBA_JMDjI/AAAAAAAAACw/EhqgZ2SA6UQ/s1600-h/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-1277723873859478671?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/1277723873859478671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=1277723873859478671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1277723873859478671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1277723873859478671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-wedding-places.html' title='More Wedding Places'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXaANaE2c0I/AAAAAAAAACY/Kv_EIKv1Bzg/s72-c/clip_image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-717702305851576907</id><published>2009-01-20T09:34:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:59:23.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='archbishop palace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding churches'/><title type='text'>Church Hunting (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Last week hubby and I went to Archbishop Palace and made a reservation. Ang dami pala kailangan i-accomplish (hew!) Anyway, here are some of the snappy's of the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXUrSz1RdqI/AAAAAAAAABw/3pCOt94G_eg/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293184539195176610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXUrSz1RdqI/AAAAAAAAABw/3pCOt94G_eg/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                               The driveway going to the chapel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293185096929099282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXUrzRjZvhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/618IHhN0SU8/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;                                             Here is a front view of the chapel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293185569491344210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXUsOx_BW1I/AAAAAAAAACA/4xUKQB2Ohjk/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;      This is where I see myself walking, in red carpet, going to the aisle. Yes, there will be a red carpet spread on the grass. And that's me looking "busy".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293186508272369506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXUtFbN2_2I/AAAAAAAAACI/s338u-a9ju8/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;                                                      Hallway and entrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293186850420618866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXUtZV0W9nI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2HuQ7zSMw6Q/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;                                    A part of the garden where I'll have my pictorial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The chapel can accomodate 100-150 guests, which is our ideal number. Though we still plan to check out other churches, we made a reservation on this one, just to make sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is it for today coz still have to watch ANTM (I'm on the final episode. Yay! And hubby's watching it with me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-717702305851576907?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/717702305851576907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=717702305851576907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/717702305851576907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/717702305851576907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/01/church-hunting-1.html' title='Church Hunting (1)'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXUrSz1RdqI/AAAAAAAAABw/3pCOt94G_eg/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-1114684555534729210</id><published>2009-01-20T09:12:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:54:48.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheeseburger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcdonalds'/><title type='text'>...of boredom and dreamland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.38 AM&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Boredom and sleepiness is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nga ng friend ko na si Lepre Cornelius: “Screensaver Mode” or better known as tulala sa harap ng PC.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t even blog here coz for some reason, I can open the site but can’t edit it. (Curse you IT! Aaaaargh!!!)&lt;br /&gt;So I’m left with staring at my computer (as always) or staring at my ticking avaya clock waiting for time to rush so I can go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Melina brought an alarm clock (Yay!), coz for the past two weeks I’ve been oversleeping during my lunch (Naawa na siguro ang bakla dinalhan ako ng alarm clock). I can’t wait to use it hehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is as usual so busy he’s not messaging me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm…so what to do..what to do…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’ll take a nappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I’m hungry and there’s no food.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want to go down coz I’m wearing 3½-inch heels (stupid me left my office shoes in our other house).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I’ll take a nappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;---oOo------oOo------oOo------oOo------oOo------oOo------oOo------oOo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.33 AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Not singing. WAILING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have an idea who it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop it! You’re disturbing my slumber!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ni Melina parang yung autistic daw sa kanto nila. ( No offense to people with autism.)&lt;br /&gt;Pero naman kasi kelangan ba kumanta ng pagkalakas lakas eh di naman ala Charice o Sarah Geronimo ang timbre ng boses nya? Masakit sa ulo..at sa tenga.&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe? Umaabot sa station namin ni Melina, eh she’s like 6 stations across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh. As in DUH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---oOo------oOo------oOo------oOo------oOo------oOo------oOo------oOo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.55 AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So I was taking my nappy in the office and had this weird dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jude Law and I took our break (though the reason for us taking our break at the same time and going down is partly unclear) but anyway we went down and there I saw my friend from HS Vivian (this is really weird because the last time I talked to Vivian was in 4th year and now she’s in my dreams) anyway (again) she was there and a guy (which I forgot) and Valentina. We were about to go back up when I saw McD’s so I asked if I can just buy something first. The line was awful, and since it’s just a 15-min break, Vivian said “Wag na ma-lalate ka.” Pero shempre ang takaw ko kahit sa panaginip, I insisted. So I went in and man! the service in that McD’s was terrible. I like waited for 10 minutes for them to get my order, and finally when someone took it, I still had to wait for I don’t know how long for it to be served. So glancing at my watch and obviously knowing I was OB, I shouted at the waiter and told him right in his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know what?! Your service here is so, so, soooo bad. I’m overbreak already and all I want is a freaking cheeseburger. You can have the cheeseburger and know that I’m not coming back!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…and stormed out of the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met with Jude and my girlfriends outside who were busy chitchatting (I can even here Val's laugh in my dream…and the guy is gone..wonder where he went?) Jude seemed not to mind our being overbreak, so I just promised him a treat the next day for making him so. When we were about to go, the stupid crew finally arrives with my order and looks for me. I ducked behind Val and he placed the tray with my food on the table outside. Jude went to the table and started eating the fries. I really didn’t want to eat it because I really was pissed and lost my appetite for food but when he showed me the honey mustard sauce that came with the fries I couldn’t resist. The four of us started gorging on the fries and dipping like crazy (its free!). Here’s the weirdest thing. Together with the fries came 4 hotdogs. The jumbo ones. And it’s supposed to be the Mcdo meal I ordered. Jude was eating one and I was about to take one when my avaya woke me up (Jayme doing testcalls…) Darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why I always have weird dreams in the office. I only get them here, sleeping on my desk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXUoCTbI1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/5689inPtY4Q/s1600-h/mcdo+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293180957082834434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXUoCTbI1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/5689inPtY4Q/s200/mcdo+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I dreamed of McD’s coz on the way here I wanted to eat cheeseburger, but Hubby was running late so we weren’t able to even order in their drive thru thingy. Plus, I was messaging hubby before I slept and telling him how hungry I was (I slept again for 2 hours + my lunchtime hour) and didn’t get to eat lunch coz I chose my nappy over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day’s almost over. One more hour to go and we’re going home. Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXUnpJycJgI/AAAAAAAAABg/47DK4MbJi7w/s1600-h/mcdo+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7540675705175694271-1114684555534729210?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/1114684555534729210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=1114684555534729210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1114684555534729210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/1114684555534729210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/01/of-boredom-and-dreamland.html' title='...of boredom and dreamland'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXUoCTbI1gI/AAAAAAAAABo/5689inPtY4Q/s72-c/mcdo+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-989138143305803513</id><published>2009-01-19T12:18:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:18:55.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding fair'/><title type='text'>Wedding Fair and Onion Rings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXQZjKn4OdI/AAAAAAAAABY/Yv-_yk83Jik/s1600-h/DSC03019.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292883554004908498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXQZjKn4OdI/AAAAAAAAABY/Yv-_yk83Jik/s200/DSC03019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXQLKCZ32bI/AAAAAAAAAAo/jhMsrLcNdVA/s1600-h/DSC03019.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday we attended the wedding fair in Megatrade Hall. I brought the camera for picture moments but once we got in, pictorial was forgotten. Hubby and mine's biggest concern was the reception. There were a lot of caterers and venues but the fee was way off our budget. We did a teste testing for Ibarra's, food was good but again it was way off our agreed budget. The package includes almost everything, including the souvenirs and cakes so we have Ibarra's as one of our choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;For our photo's we did a reservation for BA Studios. It was a good deal since the lady gave as a 10k discount and some add ups, so hubby grabbed it, he said atleast we could save up on the photos and their work is good actually. So kudos for us on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Though there was one that I really love. Redfox Studios. Their pictures are great, and ofcourse their fee is double of what we paid for, but I really fell in love with their photography. I told hubby to hirer them for our baby instead hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I didn't know planning a wedding could really be this hard. It actually gave me a headache and was quite cranky with hubby on the way to The Block, (finally get to do my shopping). When we got there we checked out the new Annex building, which looked like a miniature version of a deserted MOA (Not much to see, stores are still under construction).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292876082207162370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXQSwQAegAI/AAAAAAAAABI/zxHzVkT07XI/s320/DSC03014.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A date out isn't complete without us pigging out. Last November before we got married, we were craving for BK's Onion Rings. I think we've been to three stores including the one in Timog, and Onion Rings were out of stock, so we decided to eat in BK before watching a movie. Crossing our fingers for onion rings to be available we went to BK, and YAY! it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXQRmqojYbI/AAAAAAAAAA4/EHAT89pSKpE/s1600-h/DSC03014.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXQRmqojYbI/AAAAAAAAAA4/EHAT89pSKpE/s1600-h/DSC03014.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292879679030488402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXQWBnN-7VI/AAAAAAAAABQ/cIVpVWsJCHQ/s320/DSC03018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy! Yummy!&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/7540675705175694271-989138143305803513?l=essiebot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/feeds/989138143305803513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7540675705175694271&amp;postID=989138143305803513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/989138143305803513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7540675705175694271/posts/default/989138143305803513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essiebot.blogspot.com/2009/01/wedding-fair-and-onion-rings.html' title='Wedding Fair and Onion Rings'/><author><name>eSsieBot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04619478484880755530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/S5SA46nWn7I/AAAAAAAAATY/FkBqf8a1-5U/S220/babyandbebe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_unbcraB17uc/SXQZjKn4OdI/AAAAAAAAABY/Yv-_yk83Jik/s72-c/DSC03019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7540675705175694271.post-4373977179588636284</id><published>2009-01-17T09:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:16:41.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>New Year..New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hew...New year, new blog. I used to blog in friendster but for some reason hubby's DSL blocks friendster blogs so I had no choice but to open a multiply account (which is actually our account) and blog there, but then again, maybe it's my ignorance (poor me) when it comes to techie stuff I can't post the pictures there the way I want them so hubby suggested that I open a separate blog instead... so here I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyways, hubby's sleeping right now. Just got off our shift and still a lot to do today. So I gave him his little snooze time so I can also blog without him looking over my shoulder every five minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Here's our weekend (hectic) schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;10 - Tomas Morato for Mom's weekly check-up.&lt;br /&gt;11 - Healthway The Block for Hubby's dermatologist check-up.&lt;br /&gt;(Hubby had a recent bout with a skin rash.)&lt;br /&gt;12 - Have our lunch in The Block..hmmm I wonder where we'll eat.&lt;br /&gt;1 - Buy clothes if I find any.&lt;br /&gt;This was supposed to be last week but the shops in our local mall are so out of&lt;br /&gt;season, so I was just able to buy a pair of jeans.&lt;br /&gt;3 - Fetch mom from the clinic then go to my Lola's house in Sta. Mesa to introduce&lt;br /&gt;hubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Morning - Go to church.&lt;br /&gt;Afty - Attend Bridal fair in Megatrade Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not that much because I still have my free nights, but with my lifestyle before, this is way too much activity in a weekend. I was telling hubby the other day on how I miss my weekend sleeps. How we never, or rather I never get that 15 hour sleep anymore during my much awaited weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My TRANSITION from being single to married still needs a lot of work and getting used to. But I'm one proud and happy transitioner (is there such a word? anyways...). I know there's more adjusting ahead but I'm ready for it. 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