<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:46:35.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coffeeaddictus</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115733458536158721</id><published>2006-09-04T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T09:49:45.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annyǒnghi Kyeseyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I'm moving my blog to a new niche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;See ya all at coffeeaddictus.multiply.com :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115733458536158721?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115733458536158721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115733458536158721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115733458536158721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115733458536158721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/09/annynghi-kyeseyo.html' title='Annyǒnghi Kyeseyo'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115660056169850223</id><published>2006-08-26T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T21:56:06.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watta Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; It has been a week since my last post.. Well, been kinda busy at work, and besides, I wasn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;in the mood to write coz Hunny and I had this "misunderstanding" thingy.. But we're now ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Somehow, we managed to get through it. :) ... and... I also tried blogging at multiply.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So now, I have another site... coffeeaddictus.multiply.com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway, this has been long overdue... Welcome back, Jen!!!.. She arrived from Canada last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Saturday.. After not seeing each other for nearly 3 years, I must say, I missed her! Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well, last Sunday, we (together with my sis and our friends) gave Jen a surprise welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;back party, and boy, there were lots of food, laughter and picture taking!  It was really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Monday, Hun and I went to the wake Patrick's dad (he's our college friend). Pat, our deepest sympathies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Then come Wednesday, my ate Rj, Kuya Jong and Geri left for Sing.. I was really crying coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it was sad that they are gonna be away for so long.. I think, almost for good. I suck at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;goodbyes.. Well at least Singapore is near. We can just go there anytime (naks!). I super &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;miss my niece. Yesterday, I got to speak to her. I called them up and it was so nice to hear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;her voice again. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thursday was another fun night. My Jen treated us for dinner at Sentro in Greenbelt where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;all of us was full, both from the food we ate and the laughter we all had! Afterwards, we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;had a sinful dessert at Bizu. It was a fun night, alright, but deep inside I had this blues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;coz of this LQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Friday? Refer to coffeeaddictus.multiply.com :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today was rest day for me. We heard mass (anticipated mass, fyi) since my mom's leaving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;tomorrow for Singapore, too. She'll take care of Geri for 2 weeks (since her parents will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;be working), and they will come back here (Kuya Jong will be left behind) for a wedding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;where Geri is a flower girl. They'll stay here for a week before going back there, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hopefully, Nancy (the yaya) will be able to join them. Hope her papers will be fixed soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So what a week, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And I'm gonna brace myself for another loaded week ahead... Loaded in terms of work... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I can't wait for that (//sarcastic mode on//)&lt;/span&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/27344892-115660056169850223?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115660056169850223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115660056169850223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115660056169850223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115660056169850223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/08/watta-week.html' title='Watta Week'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115599364319799594</id><published>2006-08-19T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T21:20:43.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonding With Geri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I am an OC. And being the OC that I am, I helped my Ate Rj pack her things up in the office last night. They are leaving on Wednesday (their flight was moved,, they were supposed to leave today)...  Anyway, it was a nice thing to do - to somehow bond with her.. Mushy as it seems, but I will miss her. Although we're not really the sweety-sweety type of siblings, the fact that she's there and her family's just with us is definitely one thing I'll all surely miss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;My sister and her husband is really cramming for all the things they need to accomplish, the stuff they need to pack, the things they need to do... And somehow, Geri will be the ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;kulit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;kiddo who wants to do what her mama does and would play around in the midst of a busy day.. So I took the opportunity to just go out with her and bond the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;So what transpired today? Well, we went out to bond, have fun, eat, watch movie.... So from home we went to our clinic where we stayed for a while (and where I put on my contacts-- ouchie for a first timer like me..), then went to Eastwood to wait for Hunny. Geri was so nice (although sooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;kulit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;) and fun to be with. I mean, we ate at Mcdo - no hassles. She was satisfied with her happy meal toy, her chicken and rice and orange juice.. and my fries. lolz! She played for a while in the kid's area in the middle of Eastwood then went to pick up Hun. Then off we went to Robinsons Galleria to watch Ant Bully, but unfortunately, it isn't showing there anymore.. So as not to put Geri's expectations to nothing and disappoint her so much, we went to Timezone to just unwind for a while, where she enjoyed so much - playing here, playing there and asking (with matching the tiny sweet voice) "Tito Noel"  to swipe the card so the games would start - where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Tito Noel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;would gladly oblige. Afterwards, we went to SM Megamall to find Ant Bully, and luckily (since the cinemas in SM shows movies even a month old), we were able to catch it, which made Geri's day complete. So to cap it all off, Geri fell asleep on my lap before the movie ends, and Hun carried my little (big!) baby.. and we went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;So there.. It was a fun day bonding with my cute niece. I'll definitely miss her noise, her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;kakulitan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;, her funny antics, everything. Not to mention, a day with Hun - baby sitting. We would tell each other, what if someone we know sees us together with Geri... people might think (which, some actually did) we're married and we have a kiddo already... I would tell him..."Nah! Geri's not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;singkit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;. Her eyes are big and she doesn't look like me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;eh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;we look alike" It's not the type that people may say "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;di mapagkakaila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Hmmmm.. makes me wonder... Am I ready to be a mom and a wife? But just as what Hun and I agreed... "We'll get there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;wag lang mamadalain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;".. Afterall, we're, somehow, starting to plan things up... :)&lt;/span&gt;&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/27344892-115599364319799594?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115599364319799594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115599364319799594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115599364319799594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115599364319799594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/08/bonding-with-geri.html' title='Bonding With Geri'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115587831556323939</id><published>2006-08-18T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T13:18:36.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost... No More</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I recover fast. See, now I'm much better.Hun and I had a huge fight last Wednesday night. It wasn't good. It was really awful. To the point, that I almost broke up with him, Thursday morning (since I couldn't sleep well, makes me feel like I am going to have a heart attack). What was I thinking? Good thing I was sober enough to come to my senses and realize that it's just a petty, ok, some sorta-serious-yet-petty issue. We were able to sort it all out and talk about it. I guess, it's just part of every relationship. Afterall, ours wouldn't be normal if we don't have issues/conflicts/problems/discussions/arguments. I guess, it's really part of loving someone - and I think things like these makes our bonding deeper and stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I recovered fast coz I got a dose that's so strong and so intense. Good thing Hunny's patient and loving and understanding. It was, in a way, embarrassing for me coz I feel like I was so childish. And yet, Hun remained calm in all these. We both apologized for the 'things'. I just have a difficulty controlling my emotions especially when I am angry or feeling bad. It's just that I let my emotions rule and I no longer think of the consequences of my actions. Tsk tsk tsk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Anyway, last night, I felt like I had one of the best Mcdonald's date ever. Lolz! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;And as they always say... All's well that ends well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115587831556323939?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115587831556323939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115587831556323939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115587831556323939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115587831556323939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/08/lost-no-more.html' title='Lost... No More'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115578483120816527</id><published>2006-08-17T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T11:20:31.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I feel so lost. Help me find my way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I wish I don't have to explain things. I wish things will just fall into its places - people would understand and take my thoughts seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I wish I don't have to feel this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I just wanna be alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115578483120816527?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115578483120816527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115578483120816527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115578483120816527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115578483120816527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/08/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115547101642018209</id><published>2006-08-13T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T20:16:38.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had a blast. Nothing really major.. Just feel good bonding moments with people close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - was super fun! I met up with my Chummies.. my girlfriends for life... We've been, what.. friends for 8 years now (since we were highschool).. and even if we don't get to see each other or talk to each other often, once we meet up.. it is really something. It's as if we were just together yesterday. Anyway, it was so nice seeing my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barkada. &lt;/span&gt;It was really fun seeing Ada (who now has a love life.. thanks to Benson .. who happens to know Noel - Claret days.. small world!), Jonna (another friend of mine who now has a very colorful lovelife, thanks to Rj), Mil (who owns the place.. and she happens to be our baby), Grace (my super cool friend), Kate (our Ate). We were all laughing, updating about our lives, eating, reminiscing, bashing. One Saturday I won't forget... bonding with my friends is the one of the many things I won't ever trade for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/ada%2Cjonna%2Cmil%2Cdads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/ada%2Cjonna%2Cmil%2Cdads.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;                                                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;     Ada, Jonna, Mil and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/gels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/gels.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;                                                                                          Mil, Kate, Jonna, Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Sunday (today!) is something different. I mean, I asked permission from both of my parents that I will have lunch with Hunny's family. (Today happens to be his Daddy's (grandfather) birthday) And, hey! It was ok with them. So I had lunch with Hunny and his relatives at Dampa in Parañaque - something that I still find new for me (although, it was the second time).. As what Hun always say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Masanay ka na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;. Yeah, I guess I have to get used to it.. afterall, his family welcomes me and accepts me as "Noel's girlfriend" - it is I who just thinks that it may not be ok with them or something. After lunch, we then went to Hun's house and watched Click (thanks to Hun's bro, JR, for that film haha!). I  liked it. Hey! It made me cry. I was touched with the story and Adam Sandler's realizations. So embarrassing I cried at their house because of a movie! Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;So.. that's about it. Another week of work's comin' my way. But that's ok. After this weekend, I feel like I'm recharged and just ready for everything. And besides, I'm used to it (work). It's part of my life and my routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/27344892-115547101642018209?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115547101642018209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115547101642018209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115547101642018209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115547101642018209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-weekend.html' title='Happy Weekend'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115531375085608993</id><published>2006-08-11T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T00:29:43.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today, I faced one of my dreaded medical check-ups.. Let's just say it's a sort of a "sooner-or-later" kinda thing... That sooner or later I will go through it.. It was a long overdue check up for me (Hunny keeps on bugging me to have myself checked since May... and I had this issue since I was a teenager.. so basically, it's just about time..)... But I was too traumatized with my previous check up in April (where I had to undergo an MRI and some tests for my ear). Anyway, everything seems to be pretty normal. It's just that I have to correct something by taking medicines. The tests itself were a bit scary ( I won't elaborate it here.. ). Thanks to Pong (my officemate) for the tips and vital info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my major 'thanks' goes to my Hunny (my uber-major thanks goes to God of course - need I say more?).. for being the supportive boyfriend - supportive in all things even if I am so stubborn. He's there all the way. His reassuring words, his mere presence, his love just gives me this calmness even if I am so pressured, so stressed out, so afraid. He just stayed by my side. He was there as my parent, my brother, my boyfriend, my bestfriend, my partner, my everything. Thank you Noel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========&lt;br /&gt;Heard this from the morning show we always listen to on the way to work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs&lt;br /&gt;Serendipity&lt;br /&gt;Soulmates&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;Eternal love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Signs&lt;/span&gt; - if it's from God, yes (I believe in the power of Prayer coz it happened to me so many times already)... I remember last year, I prayed to God to give me a sign if I should continue &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; (some people know this) and He did give me what I was asking for. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buti na lang!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serendipity&lt;/span&gt; may be like destiny. According to the dictionary, it means to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;make discoveries, by accident and sagacity, of things not in quest of. It may be something unexpected. Do I believe in it? Not so sure though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Soulmates &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;may not necessarily be the love of your life, and yes, I somehow believe it. It may be your bestfriend, your sister, your mother or your dog! S/he may be someone you're comfortable with - but not all your friends are your soulmates, just to make it clear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Love at first sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; - no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Eternal Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; - yes. I actually dream of having a happy marriage until the end. Something like the song "Grow Old With You". My hubby being my friend. Love that won't fade. I'm just so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;bilib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; with old couples holding hands, being sooo sweet and all. Don't they just look so good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;=========&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I'm so excited to see my Chummies tomorrow.. Can't wait for the bonding moments. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Happy weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/27344892-115531375085608993?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115531375085608993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115531375085608993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115531375085608993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115531375085608993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/08/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115519319958158969</id><published>2006-08-10T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T15:00:00.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness, Reunions, and Being 'Selosa'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I got a text message from Malu last night that says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Do you want to know what happiness is? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;It's waking up in the middle of the night, shifting blankets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;and feeling the heat of the person next to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;You turn around and you see him/her at his/her most innocent state..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;You smile, kiss his/her face gently so as not to wake him/her up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;You turn around and a grin forms on your face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Then, you feel an arm wrap around your waist, and you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;it doesn't get any better than this..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I, sure, can say that that is one form of happiness I wouldn't trade for anything else.. I suddenly miss my Hunny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;====================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Last night, too, we had a sort of a reunion with my relatives at Krokodile Grill in Greenbelt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;It was our &lt;em&gt;despedida &lt;/em&gt;dinner for my ate Rj, kuya Jong and Geri (their bound to leave for Sing next Saturday).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;It was fun eating, &lt;em&gt;kwentuhan&lt;/em&gt; and laughing with my cousins. Dang! I missed those girls! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Another reunion is set to happen on Saturday. My highschool &lt;em&gt;barkada &lt;/em&gt;(better known as my Chummies) will meet up for more fun, more &lt;em&gt;kwentuhans&lt;/em&gt; and updates, pigging out, laughters and chilling out at Mil's place. Can't wait for that.. I uber-missed those &lt;em&gt;girls&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;====================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Ok.. I admit.. I'm &lt;em&gt;selosa&lt;/em&gt;. I didn't know I was since last night. Hey, I don't normally get jealous... I dunno.. for no apparent reason (or maybe I have 1 good reason at the back of my mind..) I felt jealous. The funny thing is that I really don't have to be jealous coz the person's a guy..yep.. a guy who's married with a kiddo... Ok ok.. I'm not going to elaborate it here coz it will take forever to explain it (coz I'm going to defend myself.. justify what I felt...) and we've talked about it last night. Just to make it clear... my Hunny's definitely NOT gay nor the guy (which happens to be his officemate). It's just that.. I felt &lt;em&gt;inis&lt;/em&gt; with the idea that they just met and this guy's so &lt;em&gt;ma-aya&lt;/em&gt; and all. I dunno, I have this intuition or something.. I just don't like the guy. I know I'm being mean cozI haven't really met him (I saw him in their office) or talked to him or something. Maybe, because of our (Hun and I) different skeds and busier work priorities, I find it really hard to cope up with less time being together and all. In other words.. I just miss my Hunny. I told him that, alright. I'm sure some of you would understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115519319958158969?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115519319958158969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115519319958158969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115519319958158969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115519319958158969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/08/happiness-reunions-and-being-selosa.html' title='Happiness, Reunions, and Being &apos;Selosa&apos;'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115502300122369151</id><published>2006-08-08T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T15:43:21.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I attended Bible Study last night at Tito Beng's (Ick's uncle) posh condo unit. It has been a while that all of us were there.. Even Hunny was there - he surprised me again last night! He told me he won't be able to join (I got really sad - due to disappointment and all.. + I was pretty tired from work).. I'm glad he came. :) I kinda missed my bible study friends. And I met new peeps as well - one of them's my officemate here at DKS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Anyway, the teaching last night is about Blessing and being a blessing to others. There are 4 key steps - 1. Having Christ in you; 2. Living harmoniously with others = selflessness; 3. Being sympathetic; 4. Brotherly (or Sisterly) love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;All of the above are constant challenge to each of us. One must have humility and a kind-heart to be able to manifest this. That's a struggle each one of us must face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I don't know if I am being a blessing to other people. I am not aware of the impact I cause in their lives. But I hope I do - in my own simple ways, I'm able to touch their lives....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I have so many things to thank the Lord for.. different blessings I receive each day - the graces (my work, my income, the food I eat, the opportunities, anything in kind...), the knowledge I learn everyday, my faith, the people around me, the gift of friendship, my Hunny (need I say more?) to name a few. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;.... So... what's the best blessing you've ever received?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115502300122369151?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115502300122369151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115502300122369151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115502300122369151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115502300122369151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/08/blessing.html' title='Blessing'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115493524209882166</id><published>2006-08-07T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T14:29:12.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Clearer Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;It's much clearer now... (I guess?).. Got to talk to some people about this.. and I have spoken to Hunny on this as well. Life is unpredictable and things may change. But for now, I'd settle with what my Hunny said. I trust his plans. I have faith in him and in our relationship. I just surrender everything to the Lord - His will be done. And resolve the 'ghosts' I have within me. It's a struggle I must face. I have to be positive in the different things coming my way. It was, afterall, a good news. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;======================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;My sister and her family's leaving for Singapore on the 19th. They are migrating there coz of better opportunity for both my sis and bro-in-law. We'll definitely miss my cute niece, Geri... sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115493524209882166?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115493524209882166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115493524209882166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115493524209882166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115493524209882166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/08/much-clearer-now.html' title='Much Clearer Now'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115483766982047323</id><published>2006-08-06T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T13:01:37.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makes Me Think</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I have this sort of issue within me... I am not sure of what it is but I feel something different. I can't describe it, whether I am confused, or overwhelmed or afraid or burnt out or what. I am in the middle of a personal struggle.. something that I want clarity. Something that I want to get out of. I don't wanna be in this kind of pit. Coz I don't want to push my loved ones away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/27344892-115483766982047323?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115483766982047323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115483766982047323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115483766982047323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115483766982047323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/08/makes-me-think.html' title='Makes Me Think'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115469829324914791</id><published>2006-08-04T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T21:31:33.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toxic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I am busy as a bee...Got so many stuff to finish.. Got so many work that needs to be done..... God help me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I am still here in the office.. it's already 9:24 PM. Lately, I've been having a lot of OTs... Been getting sick, but, I have to finish up tasks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;==================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Got to watch Miami Vice last Wednesday at Rockwell.. Thanks, Angel, for the free movie passes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115469829324914791?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115469829324914791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115469829324914791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115469829324914791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115469829324914791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/08/toxic.html' title='Toxic'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115426552279770369</id><published>2006-07-30T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T11:05:50.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sukob</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;Hun and I went out yesterday. Didn't go with my team mates in Villa Escudero since I had this dental sked (with my Ate). Anyway, me and Hunny went to have lunch at Tiendesitas. It was my first time to go there (thanks, Meeko, for the tip!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;Afterwards, we went to watch Sukob at Robinsons Galleria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;It was scary, all right. But I like scary Asian flicks coz I don't get that scared. Haha! It was ok. I got a lot of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;gulat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;moments (though I got tired towards the end). Hun was more scared than I am (squealer!). Some comments though&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;- it kinda lacked substance. it kinda didn't show the concept of "faith in God and His saving power".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;- one scene makes you wonder if its Feng Shui or Sukob (hehe!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;- kinda unrealistic. oh well... it's a movie (fiction) afterall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;- the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;moomoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;" is kinda effective. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;- it was like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;bitin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;. i mean, it gives you this it-ended-and-then-what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);" &gt;- Kris' acting was all the same (from Pido Dida to Magic to Win to Vizconde Massacre to Shake Rattle and Roll to Mano Po to Feng Shui or when she's endorsing Chunky Corned Beef.. and now this).. Imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;- was too negative about the whole wedding thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;But in fairness, the movie house was packed (and a lot of shrieking people, too). All in all, it was ok. Out of 5 stars.. I'll give it a 3.5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;Hey.. I got to watch the trailer of "You are the One"... with Toni Gonzaga and Sam Milby. It's a romantic comedy and when I saw it I was like "I wanna watch it!".. Ok.. I admit.. I am Jologs.. So what? ^_*&lt;/span&gt;&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/27344892-115426552279770369?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115426552279770369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115426552279770369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115426552279770369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115426552279770369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/07/sukob.html' title='Sukob'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115414260325334459</id><published>2006-07-29T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T11:10:20.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get High on Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Makapagsulat nga sa Tagalog. Ok.. Taglish, kahit na Ingles ang pamagat nitong aking 'blag' (Tagalog ng Blog? O sige... jologs na bersyon ng 'blog').. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Ano ba ang mailalagay ko dito? Sa totoo lang wala pa akong maisip. Andito ako ngayon sa Cybermall, nagpapatay ng oras.. nagaantay sa nobyo ko (eeww.. nobyo! hehe!)... sira kase ang PC ko sa bahay. Tinatamad pa akong gawin yun. E ayoko namang dun lamang ako. Mas gusto ko kase umalis na lamang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Ahhh.. alam ko na...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Nakakatuwa talaga ngayon... bakit? Dahil marami akong kilalang in-love. Tatlo sa malalapit na tao sa akin. Una na rito ang kaibigan ko (kabarkada ko nung highschool).. si Jonna. Pumapangalawa ang makulit at bibo kong officemate na si Malu. Pangatlo ay ang kaibigan kong si Jenpot, datapwat malayo (asa Canada sya) ay nakuha pa nyang ipadama sa amin ang nadarama nyang kaligayahan ng dahil sa drogang itago na lang natin sa pangalang.. Love. Hahaha! Alam ko, corny na... pero walang pakialamanan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Simulan natin kay Jonna. Matagal na naming pinaguusapan magkakaibigan ang tungkol sa love at relationship. Sa aming 14.. (pero sa ngayon parang 12 na lang kaming active).. Sa amin, tanging kame lamang ni Siocy ang involved sa isang relasyon. Dati pati si Riahz, pero nilamon na ata sya ng 711. (Biro lang, tol!)...Anyway, highway, si Jonna ay maganda, mabait, masayang kasama, matamis (sweet.. hehe!), mapagmahal.. lahat lahat na.. Pero sya ay nangangamba.. dahil pakiramdam nya na walang seseryoso sa kanya, walang magkakagusto sa kanya dahil sya ay bibo/makulet/maingay.. Sinasabi namin sa kanya na hindi totoo iyon. Ang taong tunay na magmamahal sa kanya ay ang taong tatanggap sa kung ano at sino sya. At matapos ang matagal nyang paghihintay, sa wakas, nakatagpo na sya ng taong magmamahal, tatanggap at magaalaga sa kanya. Kame, ang Chummies, ay masaya para sa kanya. "Finally!".. ika nga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Isunod naman natin ang maligalig kong officemate. Sa maikling panahon na nakilala ko itong si Malu, masasabi kong gusto ko sya. Oi, hindi sa kung anu pa man.. (oo, babae po ako.. solid) dahil sa masiyahin at magandang nature netong babaitang ito.. At tila nasubaybayan ko kahit papaano ang nangyari sa kanya.. isa pa itong.. "Finally!"... Masaya ako na masaya na sya ngayon. Masaya ako at tinanggap na nya ang taong nagmamahal sa kanya ng lubos. Di tulad ng mga nakaraang bf's nya... (sorry, girl.. binasa ko kase &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;blag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; mo tungkol sa mga ex mo.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;At ang panghuli ay ang kaibigan kong nakikipagsapalaran sa Canada.. Si Jenpot. Bagamat, sabihin nating hindi normal ang sexual preference nya, masasabi kong.. "eh ano ngayon?"  Hangga't masaya ka at nakakapagpasaya ka ng iba... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;keber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; diba? Aba.. imported ata ang gelpren netong kaibigan ko. San ka pa! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Kaya kina RJ (bf ni Jonna), Mhil (bf ni Malu), Megan (gf ni Jen - teka, di pala nya 'to maiintindihan kase Tagalog.. eheh!)... Salamat.. Nang dahil sa inyo.. patuloy nating napapatunayan na ang Love ay isang masayang bagay. Drogang nanunuot sa puso, sa isip, sa ugat, sa kaluluwa. Isang bagay na kay sarap damahin at ayaw mo nang mawala... Pero syempre, gaya ng ibang bagay.. hinay hinay din.. dahil lahat naman ng sobra ay masama. Addiction can lead to tolerance, sabi nga ng kaibigan ko... Anu daw? Ingles eh. Dumudugo na naman ilong ko.&lt;/span&gt;&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/27344892-115414260325334459?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115414260325334459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115414260325334459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115414260325334459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115414260325334459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/07/get-high-on-love.html' title='Get High on Love'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115398022538388670</id><published>2006-07-27T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T14:43:17.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I feel tired. I don't know. Maybe because I don't feel well. Like last Friday, I took the half day off coz I wasn't feeling well. I feel like my eyes are heavy and my vision is starting to be blurry (one, because I have problems with my sight) and things began to move in circles.. So I went home to rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Saturday, I felt a little better. Hun and I had plans that day and so we went out, first to go to QC to meet up my co-TPC member. I needed to get a file recovery tool from him since I was having problems with my PC. Too bad, I wasn't able to meet him personally. But thanks to the file.. Though I haven't been successful in retrieving the files (my PC crashed Sunday afternoon). Anyway, after that, we went to Las Pinas to get a package from Hun's brother. Then we went to have lunch at Max's (we kinda pigged out), met up with my cousin and went to my Tita's house where we hanged out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;And so, my PC crashed. I needed to fix it and so I decided to go to Hun's house - Sunday. My sister has this project and needed to get the file from my HDD. And guess what? My mom was with me, in Hun's house, with his dad there! Imagine.. they finally met, again (they first met in 2001). It was the first time that my mom went to one of her daughter's bf's house.. it was the first time, also for Hun to have his gf's mom to go there too. We stayed there until nearly 9PM just fixing my busted PC. Hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I was on sick leave for two days - Me feeling unwell and sick. And the weather, was, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;My PC was fixed and crashed again after a day.. what else could make your day even worse? So I asked hun to come over our house so we could fix it. We used his installers and so I needed to use those again for the repair. The weather was really really bad last Tuesday and so I told him not to come anymore. But by 6:30ish he called me up asking me to open up the gate for him. He was outside. He braved the storm and the flooded Metro, drove for three hours to get to me and lend me his discs.. and give me a bar of Toblerone and to see me on our 7th month. :) Sweetness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;By the way.. my PC isn't fixed yet. FYI. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I came back to work Wednesday. I had a lot of catching up to do. Good thing, I was able to get through my email and the tech issues and all the other stuff at work. I did receive a news - I don't  know how to take it or react to it (it's definitely good news). They told me they have plans in moving me to SAP Autho (talk about increasing your marketability and knowledge). It hasn't sinked in yet. I was on leave when my TL announced it. I find it odd that even if it's a good news (it's supposed to be one good news), I don't feel anything. They are currently looking for my replacement. I love Non-SAP. I love my work. I've established good relationship with people and our team's dependencies as RC Sec Admin. I'm so used to my job and the daily tasks, projects and the new things coming in at work. And just recently, my partner left Risk Controlling and gave me a new one (She.. although she's covering only 50% of the task). I have some worries about the new one taking over... and the reaction of our boss in the sending location (in London). For now, I won't worry for that, yet. I'll just think of it when the things are clearly settled. And when they discuss it to me personally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hun picked me up last night. Had this post-monthsary dinner at Aristocrat. Was craving for Chicken BBQ and Java Rice. Yum! It was 6-straight days that Hun and I saw each other. Suddenly I realized... &lt;em&gt;di na ko sanay na di ko sya nakikita...&lt;/em&gt;I don't know if it is something good or bad or a little of both. Think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/27344892-115398022538388670?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115398022538388670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115398022538388670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115398022538388670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115398022538388670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/07/updates-updates.html' title='Updates Updates'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115345265947472295</id><published>2006-07-21T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T11:32:26.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;This week was one of the longest weeks I had in my life. I dunno, I just feel like it. Probably because of work, of things that happened to me. Not to mention, i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;t has been gloomy the entire week - due to the weather...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;And for the past couple of days, it has been a not-so good moment between Hunny and I. Well, a normal thing that occurs in every relationship. Just a little &lt;em&gt;tampuhan &lt;/em&gt;so-to-speak. Nope, am not gonna go into details here about what happened (which gave me a lot of stress - sleepless nights and less appetite) .. but the thing is we're ok now. He sorta surprised me yesterday, by comin' over here in the office a few minutes before lunch, me discussing something to my TL about work. My officemates were all makin' &lt;em&gt;hirit&lt;/em&gt; and were calling me. Anyway, when I went back to my workstation, there he was standing.. a few seconds after, he stretched out his arms showing a bouquet of flowers and uttered the words "sorry". I was shocked.. and quite impressed, hihihi!.. Well, seriously, I didn't know what to say and how to react. I mean, hello? Haha! Was happy to see him, though. That's all I needed for me to be ok. I must say, I missed him so much.. Good thing we were able to patch things up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hun, thanks for the flowers.. it made my day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;So... what happened to me for the past week? Well, I had training for the first three days of the week. And was on OT on those days, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I met up with my friends, Monday with Meeko, my team/office/wave mate back in Etel. We had a good 2.5 hours of coffee, &lt;em&gt;kwentuhans,&lt;/em&gt; and laughter + the elevator moment.. embarrassing. really! It's a good thing I have a friend like him (I know, dude, &lt;em&gt;mababasa mo 'to.. haha!&lt;/em&gt;)... He's like a sub to my bestfriend (who's now based in China.).. makes me miss my Jep! (yikes!).. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I also met up 3 of my highschool chummies, also at Starbucks, last Wednesday. We were just talkin', updating, laughing.. We'll have a reunion hopefully this August 12, a month before Mil leaves for Canada (Congrats to my friend for passing the boards. She's now an RN!)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;So that was my week. A bit hectic. And now, I feel sick... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Happy weekend! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115345265947472295?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115345265947472295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115345265947472295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115345265947472295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115345265947472295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/07/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115285778194983007</id><published>2006-07-14T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T14:16:22.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piggy Back Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;The rain hasn't stopped yet. It has been three days and the weather is at its baddest state. Good thing, we decided to go to La Union last week instead of this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I decided to wake up early so that I could get a ride going to Makati (c/o of my sis). As a commuter, it's hard to travel especially on rainy season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;While we were cruising along EDSA, traffic at its worst state, I listened to Chico and Delamar on the radio and they were talking about things/realizations in life. Some are really true, I mean, words that we can apply on our daily lives... such as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;1. Sweet ain't sweet without sour. - Just like white is nothing without black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;2. Love is sacrifice. - TRUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;3. A relationship is having some to depend on, not necessarily dependent upon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;4. I am not the center of the universe, but a part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;5. Strength, or being strong, does not always mean being loud or everyone will notice it. Someone may be strong at his/her quietest time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Those lines just struck me. And made me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;===========================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Backtrack:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Last Wednesday, I took the day off. Had my leave and went to do some errands, and go malling at MoA. Hun and I watched Pirates of the Carribean: Dead Man's Chest. It was &lt;em&gt;bitin. &lt;/em&gt;It was one funny movie but I like the first one better. Well, you gotta watch the first movie (The Curse of the Pearl) to understand this one and for sure, a third installment will come (I heard its gonna be in 2009). I think the PoC 3 will be about looking for Jack Sparrow, since David Jones sorta kidnapped him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;We just went around the mall, food trippin', laughin', runnin' around the mall like teenagers. It was one tiring day but I had fun. I even saw a good friend of mine, Cha - my highschool classmate/bud. The weather was bad, too, but it was sunny on my part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I just felt tired from work, all of a sudden, thus, the need for this VL. While I was out of the office, a lot of tech issues went on She's way. Good thing she was able to handle it well. Kudos to my partner! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Thursday came and my mood and feeling was kinda gloomy, too. I was dragging the day to end. I decided to visit Hun at his home. Had dinner at his place and he drove me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Since it was raining the whole day, it kinda flooded in front of our gate. The water was a few inches above my feet, and Hun knows I don't like getting myself wet on waters like that. He went out of the car, went to the passenger's side and offered his back to me. One sweet gesture he did - to give me a piggy back ride. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115285778194983007?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115285778194983007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115285778194983007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115285778194983007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115285778194983007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/07/piggy-back-ride.html' title='Piggy Back Ride'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115259692794365260</id><published>2006-07-11T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:48:48.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More La Union Pix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Just can't get enough of La Union... So here are more pics c/o Angel, Ginkee and Me. ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/bubong%20ng%20bar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/trekking.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/trekking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/dagat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/patubo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/sa%20kalsada.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/sa%20kalsada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/sa%20bus%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/sa%20bus%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/ang%20mga%20danggit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/agoo%20church%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; Updated link: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;albumID=552103971&amp;amp;security=zdDZkI"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;albumID=552103971&amp;amp;security=zdDZkI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115259692794365260?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115259692794365260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115259692794365260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115259692794365260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115259692794365260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/07/more-la-union-pix.html' title='More La Union Pix'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115250679975982981</id><published>2006-07-10T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T17:44:10.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend at La Union</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;The beach. The rain. Friends. Food. BF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;One long trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;One whole weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;It was definitely F-U-N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;We left the office at around 9:45, Friday night. We arrived at Partas Terminal in Cubao by 10:30ish... boarded the bus by 11:00PM. At first, Hunny and I were seated apart. Good thing the man beside him obliged when Hun told him if we &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;could switch places. It was a long 5 1/2 hour drive and by 4:30, Saturday morn, we arrived a Se-Bay resort in La Union.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;We slept for like four hours and by 8AM, we all woke up to have breakfast and do our stuff for the day. Even if it was raining (since the typhoon is northbound), we didn't care. Afterall, it was really fun being with my office friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;We all enjoyed the sea, the big waves, body boarding (which I enjoyed!). We even saw Jason, Uma, Franzen and JB of PBB. We had a hearty meal during lunch and in the afternoon, we tried surfing. Boy! It was hard! At least I tried but it was really difficult for me. We all went to the town proper 6PM to have dinner. We were supposed to drop by the church, catch a mass if available but the church was closed (which I find odd). Anyway, when we all got back to the resort, I decided to go back to the room to do a bio-break. Everyone was in the billiards hall when the lights went off. I was scared. Good thing, Hunny came to my rescue. He went to the room coz I was alone. It was creepy. I was really shocked, I couldn't speak for a while. Haha! Anyway, we spent the night playing billiards, drinkin' beer and laughing our hearts out. I decided to call it a night, though, and wasn't able to join my friends in their &lt;em&gt;kwentuhan&lt;/em&gt; sessions till 11:30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;We left La Union, past 9 Sunday morning. We had a quick breakfast and rode the bus going to Manila. We enjoyed the sights, the town, the &lt;em&gt;pasalubong (danggit and tupig)&lt;/em&gt;, picture taking, the sun (it wasn't raining when we woke up!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;We arrived in Manila by 3:30 - our bodies aching, dead tired from the trip.. but it was all worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;We all headed on our different ways with a smile on our faces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hun and I ate at Mcdo before hearing mass at UST. I had one hell of a weekend. Happy happy happy joy joy joy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/resort.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/resort.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Se-Bay Beach Resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/simabahan%20sa%20likod.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/simabahan%20sa%20likod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Church in Agoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/perfect%20couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/surfing%20La%20Union.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/surfing%20La%20Union.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Surfing in La Union &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/surfer%20babes.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/surfer%20babes.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Surfer babes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/shore.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;South China Sea - shoreline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;More Pics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;albumID=552103971&amp;amp;security=zdDZkI"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;albumID=552103971&amp;amp;security=zdDZkI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&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/27344892-115250679975982981?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115250679975982981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115250679975982981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115250679975982981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115250679975982981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/07/weekend-at-la-union.html' title='Weekend at La Union'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115201088442074258</id><published>2006-07-04T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T19:01:25.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We're set to La Union this weekend. Everything's planned already. My friends here at DKS, together with Malu's friend Vileo, Angel's sis Aiza, and my Hunny... we're all going to the beach to bum and to surf and hopefully to check out the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Will the typhoon hinder this trip? Hopefully not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/launion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115201088442074258?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115201088442074258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115201088442074258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115201088442074258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115201088442074258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/07/getaway.html' title='Getaway'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115183227223851229</id><published>2006-07-02T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T17:24:32.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mano-a-Mano</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Pacman wins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice... I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great for some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prestige. An honor for the Filipinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fight reached the 12th round, and by unanimous decision... it was declared, Manny Pacquiao bagged the title, again. A champ at his own right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larios was a fair fighter, too. Although, he was too confident he would win, that he would knock out Manny. I must admit that I even thought or wished that Pacman would lose this time so that at least the prizes would go to his opponent (since he's already rich and famous)... very un-Filipino. Or very Filipino - crab mentality - he's already up, I somehow wanted to pull him down. I hate it. So I prayed and hoped he would win. And thank God, he did. Compared to Chololo, Pacman was more humble during his interview. Larios was over-confident and was so sure of himself, but Pacquiao wasn't - claiming that this fight is for his countrymen, that he would fight a fair game not even sure if he would win.. he's just entrusting everything to God. Very Filipino indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that he won over the radio while we were having lunch... The telecast was 2 hours delayed. So even before the fight started on tv, we already know who won and when and how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacman is the only Filipino who can unite everyone - zero crime rate, no traffic, unite politicians and every individuals. But the only &lt;i&gt;Pinoy&lt;/i&gt; who kills who doesn't go to jail (imagine the heart attacks of some oldies coz of this!). Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of events such as this... I would say that I am proud to be a &lt;i&gt;Pinoy&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Caman!&lt;/span&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/27344892-115183227223851229?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115183227223851229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115183227223851229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115183227223851229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115183227223851229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/07/mano-mano.html' title='Mano-a-Mano'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115164389683151724</id><published>2006-06-30T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T17:31:47.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman Returns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/superman%20returns.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 164px; height: 127px;" height="127" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/superman%20returns.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I saw it. I loved it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Last night, Hun and I watched Superman Returns in Glorietta 4. We almost lost our slot (I made reservations for 7:15 screening at sureseats.com) coz we were 2 minutes late. Thank God, the guard and the lady from the ticketting booth assisted us and were kind enough to look for us in the lines! After that, we grabbed a quick dinner at Tender Bob's and headed to the movie house. And it sure is jampacked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, I love the movie and I love Superman. Hehe! He gave justice to the ro&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/superman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 140px; height: 68px;" height="74" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/superman.jpg" width="127" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;le. He's one hell of a hunk-a-dude! I even told Hun that I have a crush on this actor and that I love B's... 1. Bio (nickname of Hunny), 2. Brad Pitt, 3. Brandon Routh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;***SPOILER ALERT***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;The film has cool effects and action scenes, more love story and revelations. The kid (Justin) in the movie is Superman and Lois' son, which you would later on realize that he somehow inherited some of his dad's traits. Funny, though, since Superman is not entirely human... It means that Justin is partly 'alien'/partly human. Take note, the kid's kinda immune to the kryptonite. Kewl! I would also say that Richard, Lois' fiance, is a kind and understanding gentleman coz he knows that Lois is still not over Superman, but he just respects that. The dorky and nerdy Clark Kent character is also cute, makes him look like a handsome stupid guy. Kevin Spacey as Lex Luther  is one hell of natural commedienne. His character is the one you'll love to hate. The film has lots of humor in it, too - adding all those funny lines and conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Superman was even in Manila! (Catch that line!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some questions, though... How did Superman and Lois did "it"? I know this sounds hilarious, but hey, aren't you curious? Coz I am.. Really! Lolz! Since the baby is partly 'super', did Lois (during her pregnancy) experience super painful spasms everytime the baby inside her kicks? Will Justin become "superman" too when he gets older? Will he be like Spiderman... a superhero and a human being after all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;From all the movies that I have lined up for myself since May, I would say that this is the best. I don't know, coz we may have different views, but I just love this film. It's &lt;em&gt;bitin&lt;/em&gt;, alright, but not the type wherein you would utter: &lt;em&gt;"Ahh.. May karugtong pa 'to!"&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;By the way, no need to wait until the credits have finished... there's no extra scenes (unlike X-Men 3).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;So... does the world need Superman? Do we all need a savior? Yes. Coz that Superman may not be the action hero. It may be someone or somebody that can save you from all the hassle and dazzle of life. Me? I have 2 saviors... One, of course is Jesus... the other? Hey, it's too mushy to say..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115164389683151724?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115164389683151724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115164389683151724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115164389683151724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115164389683151724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/06/superman-returns.html' title='Superman Returns'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115124608922907959</id><published>2006-06-25T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T13:36:51.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Building</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;It has been a tiring yet fun weekend for me. It was our team's (ISIS) team building, held at Island Cove. We sure had fun - bonding, meeting/seeing the other peeps from our team, eating, laughing, picture taking. All those physical activities are all worth it. I mean, yes, my body aches terriby due to all the strenuous activities the coordinator told us to do. It was cool knowing that all those formal and stiff looking people in the office are actually loud, cool and funny. They still look good even in their casual.. and worst state (I usually see them in smart casual attire! And surely, we were all perspiring and.. yes.. sticky! That eeewww feeling.. We even had a quotation that says... "Oiliness is next to ugliness."). It was pretty tiring.. and during the night.. we had a few beers and more &lt;i&gt;kwentuhans&lt;/i&gt;... that's the fun part.. bonding with my DKS friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz of this event, I wasn't able to join my family in Balayan, Batangas for the &lt;i&gt;parada ng lechon&lt;/i&gt; + &lt;i&gt;basaan&lt;/i&gt;. It was a fiesta-cum-thanksgiving party since my cuz, Ycle, passed the boards (She's now officially a Teeth Doc!). They were all there, except me. But that's ok, I mean, this came first before the invitation for that so I didn't have time to back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll let the pics speak for itself.. I didn't have much pic in my camera.. since I was the one taking both the video (thanks, Hun for the video cam) and still photos (c/o my digicam), together with Angel (and her cool Sony digicam!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the links to the pics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;albumID=551693168&amp;amp;security=YAQclN"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;albumID=551693168&amp;amp;security=YAQclN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;albumID=551690807&amp;amp;security=rIdUxZ"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;albumID=551690807&amp;amp;security=rIdUxZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;albumID=551728693&amp;amp;security=QvhCOZ"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;albumID=551728693&amp;amp;security=QvhCOZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today happens to be our 6th month together as a couple. Six months and counting... I just love this feeling.. the feeling of loving and being loved. :) He doesn't fail - to make me smile, to take care of me and my welfare, to just do what he normaly does (all those sweet gestures and sweet nothings).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115124608922907959?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115124608922907959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115124608922907959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115124608922907959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115124608922907959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/06/team-building.html' title='Team Building'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115105830448144555</id><published>2006-06-23T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T18:25:10.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Week That Was</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;This week was ok. I mean, I celebrated my birthday, I got back to the real world, working my b*tts off and I had 2 dates with Hun this week. Everything's cool.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Well, last Wednesday, Hun and I watched the Lake House.. bringing out the movie critic in me, I lwould say I like Il Mare than this (well, it was patterned after the Korean flick). If not for Keannu and Sandra, it would not be that ok. Well, maybe because I've seen Il Mare and was kinda expecting that it would almost be the same. Well, anyway, we also wanted to watch The Fast and The Furious: Tokyo Drift, but the movie sked's a bit late for me. I guess, we'll just watch it some other time, in a dvd perhaps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Then Thursday, Hun and I had dinner at Cafe Mediterranean. It was a post-birthday dinner since we were not able to really celebrate it last Monday. We were actually contemplating on buying a new cellphone so he could use one. His K700 was busted and we have to look for a new phone. He's temporarily using a Nokia 6600, but I guess he would have to use it for the meantime until we save up to buy a new phone. We were looking for a 3G capable phone, which we could use in a few month's time. It was like we are contemplating on buying something conjugal. He was letting me decide, he was getting my approval/suggestion first. Sort of a practice, if you know what I mean. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Today, Friday... my officemates and I went out to have lunch. Sam, Malu, Tin, Amy, Tami, Ginkee, May, Renz, She, Jasmin. It was our (Angel and myself) birthday blow-out. Noel was with us also, he picked us up from TEC. We had a sumptuous meal at A Veneto Pizzeria de Ristorante. Boy, we were all really full. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Today is also Sam's last day. She'll be on maternity leave for 2 months. I just wish her a healthy baby boy, and a safe delivery as well (Normal.. let's all keep our fingers crossed!). We will surely miss her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;====================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;It's gonna be our (ISIS) team building at Island Cove. I think it's gonna be one hell of a gimmick... Fun and crazy people + one whole weekend = go figure. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;====================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I've got to post this... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I'm happy for my co-blogger/colleague at DKS, Malu... Yesterday, she received a bouquet of flowers with stuff toy on it from a "suitor". Well, a budding love-life for my friend. &lt;em&gt;Kaya pala &lt;/em&gt;blooming! :) Good luck, girl! I wish you happiness and love all the time. Go girl! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115105830448144555?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115105830448144555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115105830448144555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115105830448144555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115105830448144555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/06/week-that-was.html' title='The Week That Was'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115088779942308399</id><published>2006-06-21T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T19:03:57.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pix from Sam's Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Pics from Sam's Baby Shower..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;albumID=551549326"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;amp;albumID=551549326&amp;security=rGciNZ"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;amp;albumID=551549326&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&amp;amp;security=rGciNZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115088779942308399?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115088779942308399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115088779942308399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115088779942308399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115088779942308399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/06/pix-from-sams-baby-shower.html' title='Pix from Sam&apos;s Baby Shower'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115080500590796782</id><published>2006-06-20T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T22:57:25.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-birthday Thingamahjig</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;My first day being 23. Hunny asked me how was it and I told him it was fine, I mean, nothing really special. Work's a bit loaded... Thank God Shirley was able to cover up for me for the past few days that I was floating (Hehe! I mean, when I was on my audit and birthday leave).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Actually, a realization hit me - I am no longer considered a fresh grad (though I graduated 2 years ago), I am no longer one of the youngest in the group. But I am cool with it. How time flies so fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Then this afternoon, my friends at work kinda surprised me. I was touched - really. I wasn't expecting it at all coz I thought Amy just bought food to share for our snack, and Shirley was actually asking me to go to the pantry - I didn't join them right away. I had to work on an urgent request and had to finish it up. So when I finally entered the pantry, I saw my friends - they sang the birthday song - and a cake with candles on it. Sweet, huh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/DADSBDAY6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I was surprised - promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/DADSBDAY5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/DADSBDAY5.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Me blowing the candles - I already got my Birthday wish :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/DADSBDAY3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Me slicing up the cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/DADSBDAY2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/DADSBDAY2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;My DKS pals - minus Angel and Tin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;======================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Now that our (Hunny and mine) birthdays are over, we're set to do what was planned. We somehow touched that topic earlier when we were talking on the phone. I dunno what I am feeling right now. It's actually mixed emotions. Although I know that it's for us - it's for our future.. Reality just hit me, and things should be done for the family that we plan to make, for the life that we wanna share and the future that we're gonna face.&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/27344892-115080500590796782?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115080500590796782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115080500590796782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115080500590796782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115080500590796782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/06/post-birthday-thingamahjig.html' title='Post-birthday Thingamahjig'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115072019341841165</id><published>2006-06-19T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T20:04:49.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, I turn 23. Yep, it is my birthday and I sure had a nice day today. Took my leave today - but still went out to 1) go to church and say my prayers/intentions/thanks to the 23 colorful years He has given me, 2) meet up with Hunny, 3) pay up my credit card bills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hun did cook baked spaghetti for my birthday and it was so yummy.. and the gesture itself is one of the sweetest thing he has ever done for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The fun part? Well, my family liked the spaghettti. And my dad was ok with the whole thing - Hunny comin' over to our house, bringing in the food he cooked and the pizza and buffalo wings we bought at Don Henrico's. My dad and my mom were even telling him to eat first, but he left before dinner since he still has work by 1 am, and besides, he told me that it was a family thing, and he respects that. He (my dad) even ate what Noel cooked. That is something! :) Am glad he was cool with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;A lot of people greeted me today. My cellphone was so busy today! I mean, starting 12 midnight, my phone keeps on receiving SMS from friends. Of course, the first person to greet me is my Hunny. He called me up and sang to me the birthday song.. huh! no originality! Hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I am thankful for the 23 years of my existence. It has been a roller coaster ride for me and I know I will have more to see, to encounter and more people to meet. Ups and downs will come my way, but I know I'll get through it all - with the people around me and with God as my protector/savior/guide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&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/27344892-115072019341841165?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115072019341841165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115072019341841165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115072019341841165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115072019341841165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115063616280747764</id><published>2006-06-18T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T21:12:58.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@ 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;A week has passed since my break. And I feel like I still have that hang-over, making my mind drift somewhere else. I do work, yes, and I'm enjoying my first week with this new sked. The weekend was fine, except for some misunderstandings with Hun but we were able to settle that one, thank God!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's start with Friday. It was Sam's baby shower. She's due next month so we're throwing this party for her. We went to Red Box and sang our hearts out. Although, most of us were a bit reserved coz of new people, but overall it was cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;(&lt;i&gt;pics to follow)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; After that, Shirley, Amy and me went to Starbucks 6750 for coffee and a little chit chat, then by 1:30 we decided to go home. I arrived a little over 2, first time I went home that late and I was pretty sure that my parents would react in the morning. And guess what, they did! They kinda scolded me for that, but it was ok, I mean, that was the first time. Hehehe! The latest I did before was 1:30. Anyway, I didn't get much sleep. Hun and I were texting until about 4, then by that time I succumb to slumber but I wasn't able to get into it so I woke up at around 6 and just waited for the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - I went to my sister's clinic for my braces, then decided to go to the mall, alone. I was supposed to pay up my CC bills, but ended up strolling, buying a gift for myself (I got me a belt bag from Nike! Hey, it was on sale!), had caffe latte at Bo's Coffee reading Cosmopolitan. When I got home, Hun and I talked on the phone, and although I wasn't feeling good - emotionally, it made me feel a bit better, hearing his voice. We were supposed to go out yesterday to watch a movie (or 2 - Hehe!) but ended up having this gap. Good thing, we were able to settle that one. Hey! It's not always a bed of roses, sometimes you get thorned along the way. I suddenly missed him so much that I wanted to see him right away. It was like we didn't talk much last Friday coz I had this huge &lt;i&gt;tampo&lt;/i&gt; with him. Hehe! Am not going into details, but he was gentleman enough to admit what he did. Hehehe! I slept at around 9 PM coz I was too exhausted, and again, woke up at around 5 and was texting my Hunny. We're ok by that time and the exchange of messages was sweet and &lt;i&gt;kilig&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a text message from my friend (the one that went here last Saturday coz of her love problems - prolly about 3 blogs before this), and she confirmed with me that she's pregnant. She just took a pregnancy test and found out she's positive. She's currently lost, confused and afraid. All Noel and I could offer is support, and all the rest is up to her. I told her to pray to God for more strength, encouragement and enlightenment. I know she can get through it all. This must be something that God has given her to challenge her faith and to test her as a person. This is something that she should see as a blessing. God has plans for her and I am pretty sure, she'll pass it, whatever this test is. This may make her and her (ex) bf better people. They may get back together as a couple or as friends but the most important thing is, they should get back together as parents, they may not necessarily become husband/wife, depends on them, but I just hope that they become responsible individuals to whatever they did, coz it is never the baby's fault anyway. They should have known the consequences of their actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Sunday, is Father's day. We went to hear mass at UP and had lunch at Gerry's Grill in Jupiter St. Before going home, we passed by SM to buy some groceries for dinner. Then went home to just bum. Watched Over the Hedge (dvd) and it was so funny. I enjoyed it, really, while munching Cheeto's Flaming Hot. Yum! Then just spent about 2 hours on the phone with Hun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few hours, I'm gonna turn 23. Thank God for another year in my life. I thank God for good health, for a sound mind and heart, a stable job, nice earnings, good faith, family, friends, and a loving/supportive/funny/sweet BF, Noel. I thank God for everything that has/is happening to me, for the blessings that I receive, the help and support and love of people around me.. practically for everything. 23 years and counting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to take the day off tomorrow. Hun's gonna cook spaghetti for me... And my family's gonna eat it.. Hmmm.. I'll update you of their reaction/comments.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Daddy's day to all the dads, papa, ama, tatay, itay, fathers, etc... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================&lt;br /&gt;Trivia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why my nick is Dads is because June 19 fell on a Sunday, a Father's day, 23 years ago.&lt;/span&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/27344892-115063616280747764?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115063616280747764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115063616280747764&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115063616280747764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115063616280747764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/06/23.html' title='@ 23'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115035311242402530</id><published>2006-06-15T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T14:31:52.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/team%20PJ%20-%20etel%20days.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/320/team%20PJ%20-%20etel%20days.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;My first colleagues in my very first job (when I was still a Tech Support Rep). Team PJ/Frostmourne. I miss these Etel guys - the gayness of Jayjay, the support of Neil, lunch/tambay/kulitans with Titan and Meeko, Mike's &lt;em&gt;maangas&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;walk and &lt;em&gt;takaw&lt;/em&gt; mode, Yoma's funny antics, Muri's preggy tummy, Cyrus' innocent yet hilarious ways, Janlew's complicated lovelife, Ryan's click-click mode, Star's (not in the pic) sweet-&lt;em&gt;mataray&lt;/em&gt; mode, and the team leads - TL PJ and TL Karen (not in the pic).&lt;/span&gt;&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/27344892-115035311242402530?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115035311242402530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115035311242402530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115035311242402530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115035311242402530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/06/nostalgic.html' title='Nostalgic'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115025781377987688</id><published>2006-06-14T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T12:03:34.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Pictures from my Hunny's birthday celebration and our beach escapade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;albumID=551224024&amp;amp;security=zVieRf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;albumID=551224024&amp;amp;security=zVieRf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;albumID=551347888&amp;amp;security=PTUPZA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/myphotos?action=viewAllPhotos&amp;albumID=551347888&amp;amp;security=PTUPZA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&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/27344892-115025781377987688?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115025781377987688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115025781377987688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115025781377987688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115025781377987688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/06/picture-galore.html' title='Picture Galore'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115020100495719513</id><published>2006-06-13T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T20:16:50.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Sigh! My long break is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have this hang-over of my long week on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not to fret, I'll still have another day off on Monday... Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, another day for me with a new sked. I will once again see the office, my workstation, my fave mug in the world (of course it's Nike! Lolz!), my office pals, my computer, my jacket, my pillow (thanks to Hun for that!). I will once again feel the stress of travelling to the office via MRT and going home by FX. But that's ok, that's part of life. That's me. But even if I see all these pessimistic side of my career life, I still have a lot of things to thank the Lord for - I have a decent job, which gives me earnings for me to sustain my needs and wants; I have wonderful office mates who are nice and funny and fun to be with; I can use the resources of the office for me to do things (&lt;i&gt;at least di sila madamot sa&lt;/i&gt; internet&lt;i&gt;... &lt;/i&gt;Yahoo Mail&lt;i&gt; lang talaga!). &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early today for my date with Hun. I didn't tell my parents I was on leave today.. they didn't ask. Hehe! So they were actually surprised to see me this afternoon. Anyway, while I was walking to get a (FX) ride to North Ave., I bumped into Milc, my &lt;i&gt;ka-barkada, &lt;/i&gt;and we had a good 15 minute conversation on the road side. Haha! It was nice seeing her again after several months. I then went to Ortigas via FX to ride another FX (total of 3 FXs in the morning) to Libis. I waited till it's 9:30 - end of shift for Hun, me killing the time in Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to SM Mall of Asia to catch a movie. We watched Cars, and boy, it was hilarious! I was just laughing all the time. Then we had a late lunch in Almon Marina. Afterwards, we went to the Hypermart to buy some groceries. Earlier, I told Hun that I want to go on a diet again since I feel like I'm getting fatter. He was assuring me that I am not and I still look beautiful (&lt;i&gt;naks!&lt;/i&gt;), but I just want to lose some weight - maybe for personal reasons... Anyway, he was helping me decide on what to buy - counting the number of fruit express and tuna, picking up the mayo, the oranges, the apples, the tomatoes, the cucumber, the bread, etc., etc., etc.. I'm thankful that he's being supportive on this quest of mine. Haha! I told him that I'll try my best to keep this up and to get my b*tt back to the gym. I hope I can! Diet means less (or no) chocolates, chips... but I guess I can eat them sometimes.. Hey, I don't wanna deprive myself of that! We also bought some stuff like his shirt and a gift for an upcoming party and a &lt;i&gt;pasalubong &lt;/i&gt;for my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went out, it was raining like hell! Good thing we were able to get a cab. Hun didn't bring his car with him since its color coding. I was tired and I know he is too, since he came from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long day for me, but it was fun. I sure had a nice time today. I just hope that I get paid by doing this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream on, Halili! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-115020100495719513?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115020100495719513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115020100495719513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115020100495719513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115020100495719513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/06/last-day.html' title='Last Day'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-115003559256773225</id><published>2006-06-11T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T20:22:45.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of love, hurt and realizations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;What would you do if your boyfriend cheats on you? What would you do if suddenly he's not yet ready to face the future with you? What if he's afraid of life and responsibility? What would you do if you think you will have a baby and the one you love does not seem to be ready yet? What would you do if he's confused and doesn't want to be enlightened? What would you do if he intentionally hurts you for you to go away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[Nope... that's not me. My boyfriend is the total opposite of the above. And, take note, we're not having problems. In fact, it's gonna be our 6 month together as gf/bf on the 25th - steady and happy. :) ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, a friend went to my place coz of heart problems. I was like a love doctor, trying my very best to console her and comfort her. I listened to her angst. I listened to her pain. I watched her as she cried her heart out. She was full of pain and yet she is not angry with the guy (who happens to be a friend also). That's the sad part. I was giving her encouraging words and several assessments on the things that are happening. I was giving her a piece of my mind, advicing and telling her of the things that she can do. As I was comforting her, I saw myself in her position. I suddenly felt the pain and the hurt. I felt for her. Maybe because I've been there. I've been to a place called insanity and torment. I've been through hell. The scenarios were different but the feelings were the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reassured her that Noel and I will be here for her. I told her that everything's gonna be fine. That maybe the guy's just confused and afraid. Cold feet as how we can term it. Not that they are getting married or anything. Guys may be jerk. Guys may be born polygamous, but it really still depends on the person. Girls can be the same as guys, but, again, it still depends on the person and the way s/he thinks and handles things. She's one tough girl and I reminded her of that. I told her to be strong. And I told her that she can always turn to God. Prayer is the most powerful tool ever available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves the guy so much, too much that she lets him hurt her. I reminded her that for her to be loved and respected, she has to give that first to herself. No one can help her but her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was thanking me a million times for the company and for listening. Like what I told her, this maybe God's way for me to repay the people who have helped me when I was like her - lost, hurt and lonely. Just like those important people who've showed kindness and love and acceptance, I did the same to her. Who else could better help her but someone she considers her friend and someone who would understand her.. someone who has undergone the same agony, and I am flattered she trusts me that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we did spend the day telling different stories, reminiscing, bashing and all. She would tell me the things Noel did and Noel told her. How different Noel now that we are together compared to before. That Noel doesn't dance like that before, complete with choreo. That its good to finally see Noel happy and contented. That its good to finally know that he is home with me. That even if it took him a long time to finally take the plunge, at least, now he's in a better company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me realize how lucky I am to have Hunny as my bf. After Saturday, I suddenly realized how much I love Noel and I felt how much he cares and loves me. I suddenly realized that he's the bestest bf ever. Now, I love him even more. And how good his heart is. And how pure his intentions are. I am thankful I saw it. I am grateful I discovered it. I wouldn't deny the fact that I was angry at him before. That I even erased him in my life as if he never existed. How I literally deleted all the memories we had. How great my hatred to him before. But now, it's different. Since day 1, he showed me his true self. He proved to me his worth as a person, as a friend, and now as my partner. Now I've known him even more, and I would say that he's different and he's a better man compared to the other guys I know. Nope, I'm not saying this coz he's my bf (Love your own kinda thing)... Enough with the bashing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also realized that sweet dreams may turn sour. Not that I am being negative or what, but things could happen - be it good or bad. There are possibilities that people may change, that things may take a different turn. I just hope and pray that everything's gonna be ok, afterall, the control is in our hands, but whatever the plan of the Greater Being is, I know it would be for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing I realized, that a relationship is really a give and take kind of thing. The risk is that, one may receive too much and the other may give more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was family day. We went to the Healing Church in San Jose Del Monte, Bulacan. It was a nice place. After that we had a late lunch in QC. I treated them for some Chinese food, and, boy, we were all full! That's for my pre-birthday celeb. Then we had yummy dessert in Starbucks courtesy of my dad. It was nice spending the day with them. Yep, my parents and I are ok. I think they missed &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;. Hahaha!&lt;/span&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/27344892-115003559256773225?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/115003559256773225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=115003559256773225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115003559256773225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/115003559256773225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/06/of-love-hurt-and-realizations.html' title='Of love, hurt and realizations'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114990847592476693</id><published>2006-06-10T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T22:15:13.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun, Fun and Hun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Summer has never been this fun, although it’s already late. I know it has been a long over due break for me, but at least I still got it. Four solid days of relaxation, bumming around and beaching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;– that is definitely what you call life. What else could I ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed time to recharge, time to chillax and time for my Hunny. Away from pressure, away from work, away from problems. Overall, it was spectacular – minus some unexpected 'dramatic' ev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ents. Good thing we were able to get through all the hassles that happened. It's a different story. Just to mak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;e it clear... it wasn't Hunny and I, ok? Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I would say that it was one of greatest weeks of my life. We had fun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; laughter and bonding moments with friends. I thank God for opportunities like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I let the pictures speak for itself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/pix%20adik.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/pix%20adik.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/pix%20adik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/pix%20adik.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/pix%20adik.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/pix%20adik.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/jv%20and%20zei%20sa%20ferry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/jv%20and%20zei%20sa%20ferry.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Galera Peeps - me, Hunny, JV, Zei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/pogi%20at%20magaganda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/pogi%20at%20magaganda.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/mindoro%20sling.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tambay  @ Lenly's Bar - Noel, me and Zei... JV taking our pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/mindoro%20sling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/mindoro%20sling.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/mindoro%20sling.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Mindoro Sling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/pamewang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/pamewang.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/mindoro%20sling.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;JV, Hun and Zei before snorkeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/my%20henna%20-%20stands%20for%20N%20and%20E.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/my%20henna%20-%20stands%20for%20N%20and%20E.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Henna - stands for N and E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/my%20henna%20-%20stands%20for%20N%20and%20E.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/having%20my%20hair%20braided.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/having%20my%20hair%20braided.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Having my hair braided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/island.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/island.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/magsnorkeling%20kame.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/magsnorkeling%20kame.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Before snorkeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/getting%20ourselves%20tanned.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/getting%20ourselves%20tanned.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Getting ourselves tanned - thanks for my supporting BF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/waiting%20for%20the%20ferry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/waiting%20for%20the%20ferry.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Before going back to the real world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Pics: (&lt;i&gt;link to follow&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get a darker complexion. I wanted to have a nice tan/sunburn. As Hunny would say it, some people would rather be white than dark but I am different. It's because my skin doesn't get sunburned that easily - I just get red. And my color recovers fast. Hehe! Good thing I have a supportive bf and even though he doesn't like to get exposed to the sun, he still accompanied me. And after one whole day of sunbathing, finally I was red. Yep, I am only red. And Hunny was darker. Hahaha! I have this tan line now, but I am not that dark (though my face is darker and 'redder' than before! But that's what I want. Lolz!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun was up the whole time. It didn't rain (except in the late afternoon, but it didn't last for long), the weather was good, the water was calm, the sand was hot. It was definitely fun. We all had a nice rest. And good thing I spent it with Hun. Funny how people mistook us as hubby and wifey coz of the rings we are wearing and also because Hunny's so vocal that I am his wife. Lolz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the fourth day, we had to leave. It was like I suddenly awoke from a dream. We had to go back to the real world. But that's ok. At least, I got to taste life for four days - if I could just bring home the sun and sea and the sand and the lifestyle I had there with me. I wouldn't trade that experience for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I'll definitely do it again. Till my next break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/27344892-114990847592476693?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114990847592476693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114990847592476693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114990847592476693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114990847592476693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/06/sun-fun-and-hun.html' title='Sun, Fun and Hun'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114947771927644298</id><published>2006-06-05T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T11:32:21.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Weekend's cool. I had a nice time last Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Had a lot of food tripping and laughters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;So here's what transpired over the weekend: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Friday mood, Friday mode. Work load's not that heavy (in the morning), although I was being so OC in everything, since I have to leave She this week, doing the RC tasks. I know she can do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;My officemates and I went out for lunch. Thanks to Jasmin for the free lunch at North Park. It was so fun going out with friends, laughing our hearts' out. See, the best things in life are absolutely free. Food trip number 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Friday afternoon was a bit busy since I was being OC-er (if I'll put it that way). I was thinking of the things to list down for She so it would be easier for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Then it rained. It rained really hard, you'll think it's the end of the world. Kinda scary. But it didn't stop me from going out with Hun that night. He picked me up in the office. I asked him to stay by my workstation for a while since I had to finish up something. Then we went to Fish &amp;amp; Co. at Greenbelt for dinner. Dinner was soooo yummy. I liked the food there. Kinda costly, though. But reasonable for me. That's Food trip number 2. Then time to go home. Hun brought me home that night. It was dark. &lt;em&gt;Kase brownout&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Woke up early Saturday morn. Had to go to the clinic coz my sis had to adjust my braces. My teeth hurts till now. Anyway, I went to Gateway that morning to look for a Father's day gift for my dad and Hun's dad. Went around the mall while waiting for Hunny to pick me up. I was kinda excited to see him that day. Just like any other day. Hehe! We then went to lunch at Gerry's in Jupiter St. It was a nice lunch with Hun's sibs. And, once again, I'm full! Ok, Food trip number 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;We then went to Hun's house to prepare for his birthday celebration. We cooked baked ziti (ok, Hun did. I just sliced the hotdogs and poured the cheese over the pasta). I told him that my dream for him is to have his own resto in the future. Hehe! It was fun, bonding with his brothers and friends. As Hunny would say it, this was his most expensive birthday to date. And the happiest as well. As I've said before, we've known each other for 6 years now, but this is the first time we will celebrate our birthdays together (that's why it's a month-long celebration!). This is the second time that I've greeted him on his birthday (last year was the first). Although he doesn't fail to greet me on my birthday. Hehe! Anyway, I was observing him that day and I can say that, although he's tired, I know he's happy and that makes my heart sing even more. So after several bashing (coz it's his day!) and stories told and liquor drank (nope, I did not drink), and food eaten, Hun drove me home. Once again, it rained so hard, so hard that I thought I won't be able to go home! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Then I waited for 12 midnight. I called him up and sang to him the Birthday song. :) I wanted to be the first one to greet him on his 24th birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Sunday was family day. All of us were present - including Ate Rj, Kuya Jong and Geri. My Ate has good news. She's now AVP in Risk Management in SCB. So after we heard mass in the morning, she treated us for lunch at Conti's in Greenhills. Food was yummy, but the dessert is yummier! Hehe! Hey, we're all sucker for sweets! After Food trip number 4, we headed to Greenhills for strolling and a little shopping. My Ate Rl bought me another tokong! Her birthday gift to me. Haha! I'm just loving it.. the tokong, I mean. Hehehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;When we went home, we just waited for a little while before Hun picked me and Chinny up. Again, I went to church, this time with Hunny coz it's his birthday. He wore the polo I gave him and it just looks good on him. Then we had Food trip number 5 at A Veneto. As Chinny and I would term it...&lt;em&gt; di na kame nagutom&lt;/em&gt; coz we were still full when we ate dinner. Hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Silently, I was praying. Thanking the Lord for times like these. I was thanking Him for the 24 years that he has given Noel. For another year in his life. Thanking him for letting us spend our birthdays together. Praying hard that He would always guide and protect and to continue to shower His blessings to Hunny. And most importantly, thanking Him for Noel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Weekend's loaded... but it was uber-fun. Notice how many times I ate out? I just hope my swimsuit would still fit me. *wink* Lolz! At least this week, it won't be that loaded. Time for me to relax.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I'm excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-114947771927644298?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114947771927644298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114947771927644298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114947771927644298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114947771927644298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/06/weekend-something.html' title='Weekend Something'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114912294214255796</id><published>2006-06-01T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T13:55:41.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Things in Life are Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/dessert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/dessert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Sumptuous meal, inviting buffet, tempting dessert, nice ambience... Last night is one of the times I can say that.. "Hey, this is life!". Shirley invited me for dinner at Circles Cafe in Makati Shang. Well, yesterday was kinda significant for her. (And besides, the GC's gonna expire on the 6th!). Meal's definitely soooo cool (yet weight gainer!). Anyhow, let's just say that last night was a celebration of She's moving on. I know it's hard but I know, too, that she can do it. She's one tough girl.. or woman, for that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Anyway, we had fun eating and trying the viands and the food and the dessert! We were chatting while eating, a bit guilty of the carbs and the calories (Let's just say, I ignored all those!).. The best part was the dessert and the tea (tea's like my fave zen tea in Starbucks!).. It was uber-good and it feels like heaven! Hey, I'm a sucker for sweet stuff!!! And, an invitation to dinner with nothing to pay doesn't happen all the time... Indeed, the best things in life are free. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;===================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Backtrack:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Met up with my friend Titan (my ex-colleague in Etel) and his gf, Jill at Muscle Beach in Greenbelt. Pretty girl you got there, dude! Too bad, I wasn't able to stay long enough for chatting and bashing! Hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-114912294214255796?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114912294214255796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114912294214255796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114912294214255796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114912294214255796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/06/best-things-in-life-are-free.html' title='The Best Things in Life are Free'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114895825731970985</id><published>2006-05-30T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T11:04:24.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Monday was blue. Had a major discussion/issue/argument (whatever you call it) with Hun on Sunday night. Nope, am not gonna elaborate it here. :) But more or less, it has something to do with other people, opinions, beliefs and reminders. Anyway, was not able to sleep well that night and so I woke up really early Monday morn. We had less talk, less text, less YM and no ''i love you's" yesterday. And I must admit I missed it.. I missed him - it was a different kind of yearning. It felt like forever. My mind was full of questions and I was draining my brain out for answers. I was confused. I was trying hard to understand. I was sad. I was working and was trying to ignore it but while I am doing my regular work, part of my brain was doing some thinking and sorting out. Gone home later than usual as I was trying to tire myself out. I was not sure whether it was the coffee or it was my brain yanking me to stay ok physically or maybe I was doing some thinking. It has been a while since I felt that kind of confusion. I was not ok, I must admit and he knows it. It was like a cold treatment for us. I feel like a heavy load was on me. It was hard. Things were hard to absorb, and yet, I was trying so hard to swallow it for me to be enlightened. Just before 10PM, I decided to succumb to slumber. But I couldn't sleep. And he was texting me telling me he misses me. I told him I emailed him and he said he already read it and doesn't know what to say. Then just before 1030, he called and we talked on the phone. I admitted to him I was not ok. He said he stands firm on what he said - and I know it. Knowing him. He apologized to me, for whatever confusion it brought me, and I did the same. I told him he doesn't have to since we are all entitled to our personal opinions. Good thing about it is we were able to somehow sort it. He explained it to me, I told him my point of view. I am still absorbing it. But the good thing is.. we're now ok.. Somehow, things are clearer :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;It was the first time. And I know, we're gonna face more challenges, more arguments, more misunderstandings. But the thing is, we just have to understand, respect and communicate with each other. Openness is the key. At least... &lt;em&gt;bati na kame&lt;/em&gt;! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;=======================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;In 6 days, Hunny's gonna turn 24, and in less than a month, I'm gonna turn 23. Actually, we've known each other for 6 years, and yet, this is the first time we're gonna celebrate our birthdays together... I'm kinda excited. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-114895825731970985?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114895825731970985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114895825731970985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114895825731970985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114895825731970985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114879047561166140</id><published>2006-05-28T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T12:31:44.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/ice%20cream%20party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/ice%20cream%20party.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I had a nice time last night. Went to CCF for an Ice Cream Party - it's a sort of a bible study + fellowship with other single people. I invited my sister, Chin, and met up with my bible study mates Nerissa, Chris and Nemboy. Ickhoy was one of the brains behind the activity last night. It was really fun just listening to the preaching. It made me feel lighter (ok, not literally!).. Seriously, last night was so spiritually enlightening. It made me feel so good. It's been a while since I attended the bible study. We've all been very busy and our Monday meetings were always postponed for different reasons. The activity last night was something I really need right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;opic was about making a choice.. That one day, we're all gonna die - in one way or another. But today we all have a choice - either to submit everything to the Lord, do good, avoid sin and live life to the fullest or do otherwise.. and someday, we're all gonna live forever. It was also uplifting to sing praises to the Lord. It was nice mingling with other people, eat ice cream and talk to friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then had a late dinner at Teriyaki Boy in the Mega Strip. Had nice food - real meal (dessert went first at CCF!) and a bunch of jokes, &lt;i&gt;kulitans&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;kwentuhans.&lt;/i&gt; It was really fun having&lt;/span&gt; to spend time with Chinny and my friends. It was a nice feeling to introduce my sister to activities such as that one. Nemboy was nice enough to offer us a ride home (though it was literally out of the way - him having to go home in Sucat and us in Caloocan!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so by 11PM, was able to reach home safe and sound. Hunny was already awake by that time and we spent about an hour talking on the phone before he left for work. Discussion was a bit serious. But we were able to sort it all out. Nope! We're not having problems.... Hehehe! We just discussed something. *wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/27344892-114879047561166140?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114879047561166140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114879047561166140&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114879047561166140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114879047561166140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/ice-cream-party.html' title='Ice Cream Party'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114866428536224965</id><published>2006-05-27T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T10:45:46.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Botchog ako</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/friday%20night%20out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/friday%20night%20out.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Another day for me.  By 8 am I was in the office already. Was too early for the 8:30 training. Decided to wear pink, tie my hair up with matching bangs, use my mail man bag, wear my white/orange jacket too, do some work (ok, more wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;rk), wanted to e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;at at Mcdo, doesn't wanna go home early. It was just too cold in the office, makes your brain freeze like crazy. I was like pulling the time to make it move faster. By 9 am, I was praying that it's 5:30 already. Friday mode, weekend mood. I was quick to get out the office b&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;y 5:30. Thank God! Wor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;k week's over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/pagkain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/pagkain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Went to Greenhills with Hunny and his brother, JR, to buy an Ericsson K750i (for JR). Traffic was inevitable. Hey! It's Friday, what would you expect? It was actually fun spending time with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; Hun and his bro. They're both &lt;i&gt;makulit&lt;/i&gt; and fun to be with. No qualms whatsoever. We just went around the cel ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ea in Virramall and finally bought the phone. Then we decided to eat. At first we planned of eating at Popeye's. But before we went out to look for it, we saw Potato Corner and Dimsum &amp; Dumplings. Go figure what happened next. Hehe! After the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"appetizers", we  then went out and saw Yellow Cab. Change of plans. Time f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;or pizza and chicken wings. Food trip to the highest level! Was really full! Argh! I'm getting fatter!!! Garrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/tsaa%20tayo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/tsaa%20tayo.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we decided to cap the night off at Starbucks West Ave, before the guys brought me home, before Hun goes to work (at 1 am) and JR, to go home. I really enjoyed their company. I really had fun just walking, chatting, eating. &lt;i&gt;Sa totoo lang... Botchog ako...*&lt;/i&gt;burp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Chris, asked me if I am going to the ice cream party at CC&lt;/span&gt;F tomorrow. I am still not sure, but, I'll see. The ice cream party is a sort of a fellowship at CCF. I'm actually part of Ickhoy's d-group (bible study group). I started attending that last year. Well, just to give you a background, nope, I am not converted to being a Christian. Am still Catholic by mind and by heart. The d-group is actually a combo of Catholic and Christian friends (from Caltex and outside Caltex). Well anyway, I wish to come to the fellowship. I think I need it. It's been a while since I have attended the bible study. I kinda miss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/27344892-114866428536224965?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114866428536224965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114866428536224965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114866428536224965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114866428536224965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/botchog-ako.html' title='Botchog ako'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114861939028738937</id><published>2006-05-26T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T00:27:00.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Si Iceman Talaga...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/xmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 143px; height: 209px;" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/xmen.jpg" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;5 Months... and counting. We're on our 5th month as a couple. &lt;em&gt;Naks! Lumampas na kame sa&lt;/em&gt; 4 months threshold *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The screening of the movie is 5:40. I had reservations at sureseats.com. I had to be there by 5:30 coz I had to walk from TEC to Greenbelt. With the support of my colleagues... I went out by 5:20... Undertime &lt;em&gt;ito&lt;/em&gt;! Lolz! But hey, I was in by 8:00 AM. Flexi? Not really. Hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I wore the green Nike blouse Hun gave me, and he wore the bluish-green/orange polo I bought for him. I thought he'll be wearing his cap, but when I saw him in Powerbooks, he had his hair cut! &lt;em&gt;Lakas ko talaga sa kanya&lt;/em&gt;! Hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Was a bit hungry when we entered the movie house, but, nevertheless, I was excited to watch X-Men 3. Why? I dunno, maybe because I've seen the other 2 X-Men movies. And, the first X-Men shown in 2000 was the first movie Hun and I watched together (tho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/the%20bond%20that%20ties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/the%20bond%20that%20ties.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ugh as friends &lt;em&gt;pa lang&lt;/em&gt;).. So it kinda gives me a senti-feeling for that matter. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, the movie started late (not 5:40!). While we're just waiting for the film to start, he asked me for my ring - the one he gave me in December 2000. I gave it to him and he said, "&lt;em&gt;Palitan mo na yan..&lt;/em&gt;" and took out a new ring (the design is what I like to have when I get married!). That was his surprise... and I thought I was the only one to have it.. He took one out for himself too. More of like a bond...our bond.. &lt;em&gt;Parang kasal na&lt;/em&gt;! Hehe! The first time I saw him wear one. &lt;em&gt;Kilig! &lt;/em&gt;I'll still wear the old ring he gave me, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;spoiler&gt;SPOILER ALERT***&lt;/spoiler&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The movie is fine, but I like the first one better. Though a bit depressing for me (hey, I cried on the professor's death/funeral). Cyclops and Jean Gray died too. I was a bit confused with the movie and the cartoon. Anyway, I think, Wolverine shouldn't have killed Jean Gray. He should've given her the cure instead. Magneto lost his power coz he was cured (but, a 4th installment could be done since he somewhat regained the power as a mutant). Makes me think.. what if there are mutants around us that we don't know? What if the mutant is within us, for all we know?! I want to be class 5. Hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***end of &lt;!--&lt;strong--&gt;SPOILER ALERT***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;When we got out of the movie house, the line for the next screening time was soooo long. Good thing we watched on an earlier sked (and got reservations, too). We then ate at Sentro (the chef, by the way, is the sis of my bro-in-law... thanks for the discount and the yummy food!). I was craving for the corned beef &lt;em&gt;sinigang &lt;/em&gt;and the sizzling tofu. Had a nice time eating with Hun plus &lt;em&gt;kwentuhans&lt;/em&gt;. It's just a nice feeling that someone is interested in what you're doing. Hunny doesn't fail to ask me how my work/day was, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;He also defined the meaning of the ring as a bond that connects two people. He said that the ring symbolizes love and relationship - and the composition (what its made of) of the ring should mean the same thing. He was serious when he was sharing that to me. I just had this cheezy smile on my face and I was just staring at him when he was talking. Gives me that "too-good-to-be-true" feeling. I just hope that everything will be ok for the two of us. I feel like I am floating. I just hope what we have now is not just a dream or short-term. And if in case I'm in a dream... let me just live in this dreamland that I am in right now. Am I just head-over heels in love with him? Definitely I am! ... happy, happy, happy... joy...joy...joy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;In X-Men, Rogue chose to be cured (since she is not able to touch or hug or kiss his boyfriend, Iceman). And Logan (Wolverine) told her that if she has to go then go. But be sure that she's doing it because she wants to and not because of a boy. In the end, she came back to Xavier's school and held Iceman's hand. Iceman told him that it wasn't what he want (coz he loves Rogue just the way she is) but Rogue told him it was what she wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I kinda saw myself in Rogue's position - Hunny as my Iceman (he has that Alias long before I met him and long before I knew Iceman in X-Men). I did things not because he want me to but because that's what I really want. I realized that if you love someone, you're willing to do things for that person and the decisions you make comes from within not from some one else&lt;em&gt;. Mga&lt;/em&gt; Iceman &lt;em&gt;nga naman&lt;/em&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/27344892-114861939028738937?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114861939028738937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114861939028738937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114861939028738937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114861939028738937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/si-iceman-talaga.html' title='Si Iceman Talaga...'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114836764596008695</id><published>2006-05-23T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T14:32:22.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/nike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/nike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Labas ka." &lt;/em&gt;Was the text message I got from Hun. I was confused for a while coz I didn't get what he meant. When I got out, I saw him standing in the doorway - with a Starbucks coffee on his hand. I was like "What the hell are you doing here?!" (with matching this silly grin on my face). He told me he'll wait for me at the lobby - we'll have lunch together. Before he went down, he gave me his (early) birthday gifts - Nike apparel (which, by the way, is my fave!). He gave me the orange and white jacket I've been eyeing for the longest time + the green blouse I had a crush on just recently. He knew I wouldn't buy 'em due to practical reasons. Lolz! I was, once again, surprised. I didn't have the slightest idea - Promise! And so, I just realized - 1) Why he asked me what my &lt;em&gt;baon &lt;/em&gt;for lunch is, 2) Why did he clarify which floor I'm in (I think he got confused with the one from Caltex and the one in DKS, 3) He asked me if I was sleepy, 4) He didn't bring his car with him (it's Tuesday and it's coding) and he didn't tell me he doesn't have his car with him. Anyway, we had lunch at TOSH and a bunch of &lt;em&gt;kwentuhans &lt;/em&gt;plus he brought with him his video cam (&lt;em&gt;naks!). &lt;/em&gt;But it was time for me to go back to work. Well, I'll see him again on Thursday for our monthsary! Hehe! I was surprised - really. (ok, now I am redundant).&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/27344892-114836764596008695?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114836764596008695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114836764596008695&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114836764596008695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114836764596008695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/nike.html' title='Nike'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114834483414493012</id><published>2006-05-23T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T08:40:34.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empleyado</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I'm on my 6th month here in DKS. Six months and counting. This is my 3rd job, my 3rd company. I guess, I'll stay here for long - learn new things, increase my market value (&lt;em&gt;naks!&lt;/em&gt;), save up. Wish me luck!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-114834483414493012?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114834483414493012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114834483414493012&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114834483414493012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114834483414493012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/empleyado.html' title='Empleyado'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114826099775097796</id><published>2006-05-22T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T10:59:27.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I got this in my inbox this morning. Hunny emailed me this. He's on his poet-mode today. Gave me &lt;em&gt;kilig&lt;/em&gt; moment just now. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;============================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I do not know why, but every time I think of you,I am with you, I feel complete. I hope this kind of sensation or state of affection will never end. I am afraid of losing you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you hunny. Like a boy waiting for the sun to come up after a stormy night. You keep me going in my every day life. I miss every inch of you and I hope it will not subside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you not because you are beautiful or sexy. I love you not because you are there whenever I need you, I Love you not because you love me. I love you because I feel sexy when I am with you, I love you because I learn to respond whenever you call, I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH because you taught me how to love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am afraid, yes I am afraid of losing you! Losing you is like hitting my head with a sledgehammer or a bullet train running 230 mph. I am sure the better half of me will die. I can survive but I am not sure for how long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did not give up 4 months of our relationship if I am not sure that I can give you 25 years or more."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-114826099775097796?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114826099775097796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114826099775097796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114826099775097796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114826099775097796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-you.html' title='I Love You'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114826075252085492</id><published>2006-05-22T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T11:11:43.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whole Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Weekend's fine. Makes me want to have weekends everyday. Haha! Saturday's ok.. Alright, more than ok. I had a nice time with Hunny. Actually went to his office to pick him up. Hehe! Anyway, with the help of his officemate, Garry, I surprised him in his office. He didn't know I was coming over (that early,, we're supposed to meet at 9:30 am). I was really kinda nervous that he might find out, but luckily, he didn't! I waited for him in the reception area of Link2. Garry told him that someone's looking for him, and when he went out, he saw me with a venti mocha frap. Was able to see him work (coz I had the priviledge of going inside their office,, thanks to &lt;em&gt;manong&lt;/em&gt; guard.. lolz!). We then went to Greenhills to catch Da Vinci Code. I so love the moviehouse in Greenhills Promenade. (BTW, it's my new fave cinema! Hehe!) The film's fine. I know the sequence of the story since I've read the book already (actually, all Dan Brown's books). Though there were several modifications. I liked the part wherein Robert told Sophie that its her choice whether she will believe or she will renew her faith. It's kinda relevant or applicable to the watchers. Since our faith has been established already, its a person's discretion whether s/he will be shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went shopping. It was kinda fun, although I kept on asking Hun if he's ok or he's bored or if he's hungry. He was patient enough to accompany me. He's my fashion critic and so he somehow decides or approves on what to buy. After walking through the tiangge (going circles), we then had a late lunch at KFC. Then we resumed shopping for his clothes. Another set of my birthday gift to him! He didn't know it was my gift for him. He wouldn't buy stuff for himself and so I did the buying! Lolz! We then retired to Starbucks that afternoon (again in The Promenade) to have some fraps and more chikahan. Then we went to his house for dinner - along with his family. It was a long and fun day for me. He then brought me home that night. I was just so tired but happy at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;Sunday's ok, too - went to hear mass with my family (my parents and I are not ok yet. Well, don't wanna tackle it here.) then went to Sta. Maria to visit my grandfather's grave (it was his birthday last Saturday) and was able to come home before lunch. Spent the whole afternoon sleeping and watching tv (go figure how I did that! lolz!). Then had a nice quiet time before I went to bed. Then by 9:30 pm, i drifted to dreamland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-114826075252085492?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114826075252085492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114826075252085492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114826075252085492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114826075252085492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/whole-day_22.html' title='Whole Day'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114800980001041232</id><published>2006-05-19T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T13:32:12.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Various Moods</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;It was 5:30 and was ready to leave the office. Though the days seem to pass by so fast, the hours seem to be dragging. Hun picked me up from work. We were supposed to watch Da Vinci Code, but decided to do it on Saturday instead. So we just went to the mall and I told him am gonna buy my birthday gift for him. And so we went to Fossil and I bought him a watch. I told him it's for the years that we were supposed to be together (on his bday), and for our upcoming monthsary and as a token of appreciation. I also told him its also my Christmas gift, anniv gift, valentines day gift for next year... of course that was a joke! Seriously, its a special gift to a very special man in my life. I'm glad he liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;We had dinner at Cafe Mediterranean in Greenbelt and had tea in Starbucks - we just hang out talking about so many things. It's just so fun being able to talk to someone about anything and everything under the sun (in that case, under the moon). Its so comforting to know that you can open up your whole being to someone knowing that you won't be judged or you will be accepted as what you are. It's just nice to know, that aside from my bestfriend Jep... Noel became another bestfriend of mine, more importantly, my boyfriend - the love of my life.. my man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;==============================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Woke up this morning, feeling ok. Friday mode and I can't wait for the weekend. Anyway, had a sort of misunderstanding with my mom. Am not in the mood to elaborate it or deal with it coz my heart's just too numb and pained by the fact that we had another one of those. I just hope that the time will come that my parents would also understand me as me. If they only know how much I love them coz afterall they are my parents. Its just hard sometimes, maybe..most of the time. I know where I stand. I know that I am their daughter. I respect the fact that they are my parents. I just hope they would also understand and respect me, if not as a daughter.. as a person who feels, thinks and gets hurt, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-114800980001041232?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114800980001041232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114800980001041232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114800980001041232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114800980001041232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/various-moods_19.html' title='Various Moods'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114793288921123789</id><published>2006-05-18T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T11:10:36.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Take On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The week's kinda gloomy. Summer has ended and hello to rainy season. Work load's not that full and thank God I am able to go home early. I went to Hunny's house last night. He has promised to cook dinner for me. I was a bit torn for a while coz my mom texted me and told me that she prepared Seafood &lt;em&gt;Kare-kare&lt;/em&gt;. Well, anyway, i still went to Hun's house, ate dinner (it was beef with young corn and mushroom in oyster sauce), went home and ate again (hey! The &lt;em&gt;kare-kare&lt;/em&gt; looks inviting.. who could resist that??)... Talk about food trip last night!.. I didn't eat rice, though.. Just the viand itself. Ok, &lt;em&gt;i-&lt;/em&gt;justify &lt;em&gt;pa&lt;/em&gt;! Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;==========================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I was having some reflections on the different words we encounter everyday. Words that have a great impact on our lives. Words we take for granted, words we value so much, words we live by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;So here's my take on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love &lt;/strong&gt;- It's a universal thing. Through it, other values and virtues and feelings arise. It has both negative and positive effects (talk about mad love. hehe!). One can give or receive love. It's very special. It's God-given. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regrets - &lt;/strong&gt;Something that we cannot really avoid. There are things that we regret, but the thing is, we shouldn't coz at the time we did or said something it was what we wanted and we should stand firm on it no matter the circumstances. It is actually what makes us strong and instead of regretting the things that happened or the things we said or we did, let's just be happy that at one point we did those and we learned from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soulmates - &lt;/strong&gt;It may not necessarily be your partner/lover, but this person may be your bestfriend, your sister, your teacher, your mother, or your dog (?). The thing is, when we talk about soulmates, s/he is someone you can open up yourself to. You can see yourself to that someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Failure - &lt;/strong&gt;Will eventually lead you to success. Failures make a person stronger and wiser. It helps a person improve and learn from mistakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Success - &lt;/strong&gt;It measures ones achievements. Success is the fruit of a person's perseverance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life - &lt;/strong&gt;A precious gift from God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Future &lt;/strong&gt;- It is what we will become in the coming days, months or years. We can plan what we want for our future, but the greatest plan of all is God's plan. And for us to have a good future, we must work hard and prepare for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith &lt;/strong&gt;- It is what will save us. Faith is what you strongly believe in. It is a special connection with one's God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fate/Destiny &lt;/strong&gt;- Sometimes people confuse it with God's will or man's freewill. It is basically the things that is about to happen brought about man's actions and decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Commitment &lt;/strong&gt;- A person should be firm if s/he commits her/himself to something or someone. It's sacred, it's important. It's essential in a relationship. If one cannot commit her/himself completely, then might as well not get into it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust &lt;/strong&gt;- Easy to give yet hard to earn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Respect &lt;/strong&gt;- With this comes love.  It is also earned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happiness/Joy &lt;/strong&gt;- Happiness is brought by an event or a thing or a situation or a memory. It may be brought by another person. But Joy comes from within. It's that lingering feeling inside that no matter how bad things may be, when you find joy in it or when you find it in your heart, you know everything will be ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Change &lt;/strong&gt;- It's constant. Nothing's permanent in this world and all we gotta do is go with the flow. We cannot really fight change or change &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt;. It's there and we gotta deal with it.&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/27344892-114793288921123789?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114793288921123789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114793288921123789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114793288921123789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114793288921123789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-take-on.html' title='My Take On...'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114782732029872257</id><published>2006-05-17T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T10:10:22.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;While I was on my way to the office, I was doing some thinking - That kind of reflection of the things that has happened to you both in the past and in the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And so I came up with an idea to list down, in random order, the sweetest of the sweet things Hunny has done for/to me. This is, somehow, inspired by a post made by a fellow blogger (thanks, Malu!). And as I have promised to Noel, here's a post dedicated to him...^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;So here it goes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;1. The way he looks at me. It kinda gives you that feeling that you just wanna melt with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;2. The way he strokes my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;3. The way he holds my hands (firmly yet gently)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;4. When he hugs me. He embraces me everywhere and for no apparent reason.. Whether its just the two of us or in front of a lot of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;5. When he ties my shoe laces. When I wear my rubber shoes and the lace just gets untangled, he would just tie it. Makes me feel like I'm a baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;6. When he carries my things. He doesn't want me to carry a lot of stuff. He wants my hands to be free so that I can hold hands with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;7. When he kisses me. Need I say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;8. When he surprises me. He loves surprising me. And he knows I love surprises. It need not be big. Surprises makes me &lt;em&gt;kilig.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;9. When he tells me things he knows about me (not the stalker-type, ok?). There were things that I didn't imagine he knew about me - the times I cried, I laughed, ecstatic, sad, lonely, helpless, the times I felt eternal happiness, the people around me, the things I have achieved, the things that happened to me, and other things. Weird, but I find it sweet. Hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;10. When he takes care of me when I am sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;11. When he picks me up from work or from a &lt;em&gt;gimik&lt;/em&gt; and then brings me home safe and sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;12. When he calls me just to say he loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;13. When he tells me he loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;14. When he drives me home when I had too much to drink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;15. When he waits for me patiently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;16. When he cooks for me. He's a very good cook. Yum yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;17. The time when he attended Bible Study with me not just because I want him to but because he wanted to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;18. When we pray together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;19. When he introduced me to his family and friends, and made it known that I am his girl - makin' me feel that he's just so proud that we're 'on'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;20. When he gives me things or food. There was a time when he gave me a bouquet of flowers and when I asked him what's the occasion, he just said.. "Coz it's a Friday"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;21. When I couldn't eat because of my braces, he would shred my food into bite-size pieces so that I can chew them easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;22. When he makes sure I get the nice pieces of food or I eat first, or when he puts food on my plate before he starts eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;23. When he tells me I am beautiful. (&lt;em&gt;naks!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;24. The way he cares not just for me but for my family as well. He doesn't love just me but my sisters, my parents and everyone around me as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;25. The way he makes &lt;em&gt;pa-&lt;/em&gt;cute whenever I get &lt;em&gt;inis &lt;/em&gt;at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;26. When he utters "i love you" when he knows I'm getting &lt;em&gt;inis&lt;/em&gt; at him or on anything and he knows I couldn't resist that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;27. When he does the "uh-hmmm" with matching dimples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;28. He's always available whenever I need him. Even before when we were just friends, everytime I need someone to talk to or someone to be with, he makes sure he makes himself available - even when he's sick or he has work or something. Whenever I need company, he would always be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;29. When he spoils me - when he showers me with love, time, attention and when he gives me different stuff, food or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;30. When he sings. And when I ask him to sing, he just couldn't say No, and even if he does and I still insist that he sings, he would gladly oblige.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;31. When he dances. He looks funny and cute, though! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;32. When he's on mushy-mode. He is just soooo &lt;em&gt;Lambing&lt;/em&gt;! And I find it really odd and cute at the same time coz he's a big man. You'll be surprised to know. And I believe in the saying..."every man has a mellow side"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;33. The way he says sorry or makes up to me whenever we have misunderstandings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;34. How he doesn't want the day to end with us having a &lt;em&gt;tampuhan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;35. When he plans for our future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;36. When he includes me in his plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;37. When all he would say is "i love you". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;38. When he looks at me in my eyes and just tell me how much I mean to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;39. When he tells me he wants to marry me.. that he would marry me and he wants me to be the mom of his kids - though I tend to laugh whenever he does that.. I dunno, prolly feeling of awkwardness and flattery overwhelms me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;40. When he gives me a shoulder to lean on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;41. When he lets me sleep on his shoulder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;42. When he scolds me coz of my stubborness - especially when I am sick or not feeling well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;43. When he thinks about my welfare - above all else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;44. When he massages me. &lt;em&gt;Pwedeng &lt;/em&gt;therapist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;45. I find it cute when he chooses my clothes or the design of the shoes to buy. Fashion-critic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;46. When he wears my fave scent of his perfume. Aqua de Gio just makes me drool over him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;47. The time he gave me poems he wrote. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;48. His honesty and sincerity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;49. When we spend time together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;50. PDA - He's more showy than I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;51. When he kisses my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;52. When he's not afraid to tell me his fears, his wants, his plans, his past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;53. When he made sacrifices for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;54. When he asked me what's our theme song. That really made me laugh coz coming from him? But, I find it really cute. (see, I told you he's mushy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;55. When he wishes a "sweet good night sleep" before we hang up the phone (before going to bed).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;56. When he would say YES to almost all of my favors! (Though, I still give him his choices)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;57. When he shares (corny) jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;58. When he kisses me at every opportunity he gets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;59. When he dedicates a song to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;60. When he supports me in every possible way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;61. When he finds out what I want and avoids doing what I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;62. When he doesn't give up on me on different things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;63. When he postponed his sked to leave for Canada coz of me. At first, I felt uneasy about it since it felt like I was a hindrance to his plans, yet, he explained to me his reasons and his new plans that includes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;64. When he wakes me up. The sound of his voice starts my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;65. When he visits me at home and somehow play with my niece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;66. When we would just sit together even without talking. His mere presence makes me feel at ease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;67. When he smiles at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;68. When he treats me like I am a princess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;69. When he just lets me decide on certain things. He's the boss, but I'm the law. hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;70. When he comforts me when I am down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;71. When he always stays on the danger side (everytime we cross the street, walking on the street, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;72. When he greeted me on my birthday last 2004. I didn't know he was in Hong Kong that time. He called just to wish me a happy birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;73. The way he loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;There are other ways not listed here coz if I do (list them down), it will take me forever to write this blog - coz its just too many! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;So that's just 'some' of the sweet things he did, he does and he's doing to me. My Hunny is the sweetest human being there is. Ok, I am biased. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-114782732029872257?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114782732029872257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114782732029872257&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114782732029872257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114782732029872257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/sweet-things.html' title='Sweet Things'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114776346217285363</id><published>2006-05-16T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T16:57:51.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;How time flies so fast. June is fast approaching and soon, I will be 23. Not that I have something against getting older, it's just that getting older means getting loads of responsibilty, more pressure, and it also means going deeper into the jungle called "life", wherein you have to do everything to survive. But for now, I am settled with the fact that I am working and earning. I had my first job right after I graduated college. From being a Tech Support in a call center to being an admin assistant in a multinational oil company to being a not-so-technical-IT in a shared services for a German bank, I can say that life for me is (still) a constant struggle. At least I am able to help at home, buy what I need and what I want although saving up is another challenge for me. I couldn't put all the blame to the taxes and other deductions from my salary. You know, I am also partly to be blamed - on how I handle my cashflow. Anyway, I don't wanna sound bitter. Lolz! It's just one those days that you come to realize some things in your life. The "maybe-I-should-do-this" kinda thing. Those "what-ifs": what if I did this or what if I undergo that or what if I decide on doing something or what if I didn't do it or took a different path. But I know that the things in my life happened or I am here right now because of a purpose the Lord has planned for me. Afterall, it is &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; God's will, way and time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;===================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I've promised Hun that I will make a post dedicated to him. &lt;em&gt;Wala lang&lt;/em&gt;. I'm still not sure on what to write. Hehe! We ate lunch together and had coffee today. Funny coz he was just on his Sandugo slippers, maong shorts, green RL shirt and Nike cap. It was like TEC is just an extension of his living room. Anyway, he told me he has something for me, which he will give to me on the 25th (our 5th monthsary). It's a surprise according to him. I was asking for clues. But he's firm, he doesn't want to tell me.. yet. So I gave up. EQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Everytime I look back on how Hun and I started (or should I say, &lt;em&gt;re&lt;/em&gt;-started?), it just gives me a (broad) smile on my face. You know, that kind of tingling feeling that leaves you beaming and glowing inside and out. Sometimes, I still can't believe that we're actually back together again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;It was like I met him, became friends, liked him, fell in love with him, got hurt, erased him from my life, ignored him, forgave him, became friends with him again, talked to him again, sought refuge from him, liked him again, then fell in love with him all over again. (Notice 'again' on the latter statement? Hehehe!) Noel came back in my life as a friend. It turned out that all we needed was time and some lessons to learn. We didn't force it to happen. It just occured at it's own sweet time. When he told me he still loves me, after all these years, I didn't believe him coz my heart was too tired and traumatized both from him and from my previous relationship with another person. Yet, he just showered me with love and he made sure I felt that. He offered company, he gave me friendship, he provided me with lots of attention and time and care and concern and respect. He made sure I was happy. He made sure I was fine. He proved to me his worth. He showed me what he is feeling is real. We talked and sorted things out. We clarified things from our past. He made sure i feel his love for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;It was a roller coaster ride for us. Most of the people around were supportive of us (thank God its the closest ones - family and friends from both sides), some people disapproved, some friends couldn't believe it and were, somehow, against it, and almost all the common people we know were shocked. There were issues, misunderstandings, unexplained thoughts, etc. But the bottomline is, we got through it all, together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;And it's true that there's no such thing as sad endings, coz if a chapter of your life closes, for sure a newer, better and happier one will open. I just wanna thank Hunny for giving me this opportunity to go on with my life - coz there was a time when I almost died, he was the one who brought me back to life. And I know that this is God's way of telling me that after every storm, there's always sunshine. And I can truly say that this is God's way, will and time working for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;===================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;More thoughts....(inspired by a sweet message I stumbled upon in the net...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;It is just a nice feeling being able to say 'i love you' to &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; someone right before you retire your self to slumber (with matching this really cheezy smile everytime you think about him) and being able to say 'i love you' to someone the moment you open your eyes and realizing that having that person in your life also proves to you that there is a God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-114776346217285363?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114776346217285363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114776346217285363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114776346217285363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114776346217285363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114761126869535541</id><published>2006-05-14T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T09:26:22.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;It's Sunday... and it's Mother's day. I suddenly woke up at 6:30. Geri (my niece) went inside our room and was asking me for the gift my ate and I bought 3 Fridays ago, and so I accompanied her to my parents' room, gave the gift and greeted my mom... I couldn't get back to sleep and so I texted all my friends who are already mommies, my tita's (both relatives and moms of my friends) and greeted them on their special day. I also texted my other friends, my best friend and of course Hunny (in random order). I fell asleep again and got up by 8:30. Said my prayers, texted Hun and went downstairs, saw my ate Rj and greeted her as well. Had a nice breakfast with my family - we're complete by the way, since ate Rj, kuya Jong and Geri didn't go to BF for the weekend. We went to church and had lunch at Cafe Mediterranean in Podium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing really special about my realationship with my mom. I tend to get &lt;i&gt;inis&lt;/i&gt; at her just like the rest of other kids, but, I love her. We may not get along well sometimes, but hey, she is still my mom and I respect and love her. I will be forever grateful to her. I may not be the mushy type of daughter, there are times I am stubborn. We have our share of misunderstandings and feuds and clash of ideas. It wasn't a smooth sailing one, so to speak. But she will always be my mother. Happy Mom's day, mama! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot of SMS messages with one theme... the "Can you do me a li'l favor" message (I'm sure you received that too! lolz). I just wanna thank the moms of my dearest, truest friends for bearing such wonderful people in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank Tita Glo for having a wonderful son in Jep, my best bud. He left this morning. And so by the time I am writing this, he's already in China. I'm going to miss him. I just wish my &lt;i&gt;tsong&lt;/i&gt; lots of luck and good health and life. I know he'll succeed in whatever he does. &lt;i&gt;Sya pa!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, I wanna thank Noel's mom (who's now with the Lord) for having a wonderful son in him, although it took me several years to realize that. She may not be here, but I know she can hear me and my prayers for her, I know she knows that I truly mean it from the bottom of my heart. Through her, I have gained not just a boyfriend, but a best friend as well. And through her, I've come to know and love the man of my life.&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/27344892-114761126869535541?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114761126869535541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114761126869535541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114761126869535541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114761126869535541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/rainy-sunday.html' title='Rainy Sunday'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114751219432525752</id><published>2006-05-13T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T20:07:44.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise! Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's Saturday and the weather's worse than yesterday. I practically spent the whole morning on the net. I wanted to go to Greenhills but, since its raining outside, I preferred to just stay at home. Talked to Hun on the cel. &lt;i&gt;Kulitan lang! &lt;/i&gt;He came from work and had pizza with his team mates. Had a late lunch and had a long, cold bath. I forgot to have the water heated. Burrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hun texted me if I took a bath already (I told him earlier that I was going to take a bath). I said yes. He, again, asked if I already ate my lunch. I once again said yes. I asked him where he was. He said "&lt;i&gt;Lapit na&lt;/i&gt;". Leaving me thinking that he's near his house. While my ate Rj, Geri and I were watching tv, my cel rang. It was Hunny. He asked me how I was, I said am fine. I asked him where he was and he said "&lt;i&gt;Pagbuksan mo naman ako..."&lt;/i&gt; He was outside our house! He didn't tell me he was coming over and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was wearing pyjamas and shirt coz it's kinda cold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; Surprise # 3 for this week - #1 was with the hand made flowers in the car, #2 was when he picked me up last night. He said, he was just checking if he hasn't lost his touch - playing with the elements of surprise. And I can say he hasn't.  He brought 2 chocolate cakes - one for the mothers in the house (my mom and ate Rj) since it is Mommies' Day tomorrow, the other was the chocolate cake he has promised to give me! So my day is, once again, complete! Thanks Hun for droppin' by. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========================================&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends who are already Mommies and the soon to be Moms and to my Tita's and to all the moms out there... special mention to my Mom and to Ate Rj,,, Happy Mother's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========================================&lt;br /&gt;2 movies to add on my list: &lt;b&gt;Click  &lt;/b&gt;- starring Adam Sandler; &lt;b&gt;Lady in Water &lt;/b&gt;- a film by M. Shyamalan&lt;/span&gt;&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/27344892-114751219432525752?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114751219432525752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114751219432525752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114751219432525752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114751219432525752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/surprise-surprise.html' title='Surprise! Surprise!'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114748467019954474</id><published>2006-05-13T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T10:09:38.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Friday and Fine Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/malu,%20me%20and%20she%20at%20music%2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/malu%2C%20me%20and%20she%20at%20music%2021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;It was a rainy Friday. I literally had to drag myself out of bed. It was gloomy outside. Rainy days make me sick. It makes me sad. It affects my mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;I must’ve woke up at the wrong side of the bed. Yet, I tried to be cool about it. Went to work, did my job, and sad to say, I had a little misunderstanding with Hun. What a day huh! Tried to just ignore it. But I was really &lt;i&gt;inis&lt;/i&gt;. Anyway, went out to lunch with my officemates. We ate at Krokodile Grill in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Greenbelt&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Had a lot of food and talks and laughs. Went back to the office again for more work, blogging, friendster and emails. Hehehe! We’re just waiting for the day to end.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;That night, my officemates and I went to Music 21 in Jupiter St. K&lt;/span&gt;TV galore with She, Malu, Angel and Amy. It was fun, fun, fun. We went ballistic. We were singing our hearts out – didn’t care if we’re out of tune. Ok, it was just me. Hahaha! We were dancing like crazy! It feels like we’re a bunch of highschool girls. I suddenly miss my Chummies (highschool &lt;i&gt;kada&lt;/i&gt;). We had beer (I had 3 bottles… didn’t eat dinner… just imagine that!), fries, cheese sticks, squid rings and more fries. We were there for like 4 hours! Hahahah! Concert? Nah.. We were just having fun! After a couple of booze and singin’, we decided to go to Starbucks in 6750. Had coffee&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;, more talks and laughs. I suddenly forgot I was mad at something. Ok, not really mad… I was not just in the mood. I texted and called Hun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;, waked him up since he has work at 1 am. It must be the beer. Hahaha! Earlier he asked me if he will pick me up. I told him it’s up to him. It wasn’t a pleasant conversation, though. Let’s not elaborate on that. So I thought he’s not gonna pick&lt;/span&gt; me up anymore. And so, in the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/amy%20and%20angel.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/amy%20and%20angel.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;middle of our group’s conversation at Starbucks, my phone rang. I picked it up and he was like “&lt;i&gt;Anung oras ka uuwi?” &lt;/i&gt;I said, prolly before 12, am not sure. I asked him where he is and he said… “&lt;i&gt;Andito...&lt;/i&gt;” And he went down his car. I was surprised, to tell you the truth! Haha! My officemates were like “&lt;i&gt;Andito sya? Yihee!” &lt;/i&gt;I didn’t know what to do… I felt like I was blushing! Haha! And so, I had to leave. I know it was &lt;i&gt;bitin…&lt;/i&gt; the conversation and coffee… but the night has to end for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;me anyways. It was 12 afterall. Am a 22 year-old Cinderella, btw. Hahaha! Angel said…”&lt;i&gt;Alam ko na tawag sayo… Wifey"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;And so, I left them with a smile on my face… Because… 1 – I had a good time with my officemates. Till our next gimik, ayt? More gimiks and Friday night outs for us. And, 2 – Hunny picked me up. He hasn’t lost his surprise skills (if I may put it that way). He drove me home safe and sound. I just love the way he does that. The way he doesn’t want the day to end with us having a misunderstanding or something, and the way he just cares for me and thinks of me. He doesn’t want me to have a hard time going home – hailing a cab at 6750 on a rainy night with beer on an empty stomach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;More Pics last Friday: &lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/album/549708657TdtmSc"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/album/549708657TdtmSc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;========================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Back- Track:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/Cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/Cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hunny gave me flowers last Wednesday... Hand-made flowers. It was weird coz he was saying "Love should grow when you're together" and when I got into his car, I saw the flowers. 10 Cute colorful flowers. &lt;i&gt;Kilig! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;He also picked me up from work last Thursday. We went to Landmark to buy something and ate at Mcdo... &lt;i&gt;Tipid-mode!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;Hehe! It was starting to rain that night... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/27344892-114748467019954474?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114748467019954474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114748467019954474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114748467019954474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114748467019954474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/fun-friday-and-fine-moments.html' title='Fun Friday and Fine Moments'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114732697188001344</id><published>2006-05-11T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T14:52:48.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different things about Dads</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;These are some things about me.. &lt;em&gt;Petiks lang muna..&lt;/em&gt; Thanks, again, Maoi for this. Hehehehe!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Sport: am a physical klutz. am not good at any sport! &lt;em&gt;pagsayawin mo na lang ako.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Color: blue, pink, yellow, brown, orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Song: r&amp;b, slow jams, acoustic, some opm, some oldies, 80's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Band/Singer: no one in particular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Quote: live and let live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Flower: mums, roses and the paper flowers hunny makes for me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Movies: a lot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Holiday: Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Element: Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Books: A lot - The Bible, Dan Brown's, Paolo Coelho, HP Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Do you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;wear make up? sometimes. when am in the mood. i wear make up if there's an event or occasion. but i seldom do. not until last year when my mom bought make ups for me. lolz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;pluck ur eyebrows: yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;personality or looks: both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Perfect match: i guess i found him &lt;em&gt;na&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;How many rings before you answer the phone : once is enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Do you sleep with stuffies? 6 Pillows, yep.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Do you want kids: Of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Are you pretty/handsome?: Am not handsome... &lt;em&gt;Gel ako eh.. hehehehe!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Do you have your own phone line?: yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Do you get along with your family?: pretty much, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Do you have any piercings or tattoos?: 2 piercings - one on each ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Do you Love giving hugs? yup.. verrryyy much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Taking walks in the rain: not so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Like The mall?: yep :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Go on stage?: nah.. stage fright &lt;em&gt;ito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Drink: yep! tequilla's my fave! hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Smoke: at some points in my life, yeah i did. but now.. no.. i won't do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Drugs: nope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Eat meat: yep! Beef and Chicken are my fave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Date: am in a steady relationship already. dates with my hunny, yep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Sex: naughty, heh! ei, it's a private thing. hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Eat sushi: nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Bike: yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Lace or Satin: satin.. i want it soft. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Blue or Red: blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;New or Old: both?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Rain or Snow: rain.. haven't had the chance to experience snow.. i guess i won't like it &lt;em&gt;ginawin akong bata eh&lt;/em&gt;.. am not sure though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Wool or Cotton: cotton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Rose or Daisy: rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Private or public school: private during the formattive years (till high school).. public for college is ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Plain milk or chocolate milk: both! i love milk and chocolate. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Spring or Fall: spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Math or Art: art &lt;em&gt;na lang... hehehe!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;One pillow or two: a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Dogs or Cats: doesn't matter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Adidas or Nike: NIKE for life! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Coke or Pepsi: doesn't matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Oranges or Apple: oranges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Deaf or Blind: am already deaf... hmmm.. i guess deaf is ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Pool or hot tub: both! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Blonde or Brunette: brunette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Tall or short: tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;TV or Radio: both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Personal Stand on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Homosexuality: it's a person's preference/discretion. as long as you're not hurting anyone, that's ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Brand names: doesn't matter.. i enjoy &lt;em&gt;tiangge!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Abortion: i strongly disagree on this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Religion: doesn't matter. faith is what will save us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Animal Rights: each creation of God has his/her/its own rights.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Love at first sight: never experienced it. i think love develops in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;God: i strongly believe that there is One Greater Being among us.. and that is God, the Creator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Aliens: we may not only be the living creatures in this universe. we may be aliens for the creatures we refer as "aliens"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Horoscopes: i read horoscopes but i don't let it run my life. it is still God's way and will that'll tell one's destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Heaven: we can find heaven here on earth. heaven, for me, is not just a place.. it is a feeling or a state of mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hell: same as heaven, we experience hell in our daily lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Reincarnation: possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Transvestites: &lt;em&gt;kanya-kanya yan eh..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Boy Bands: &lt;em&gt;ayos lang.. &lt;/em&gt;not a follower, though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Rap: &lt;em&gt;ayos lang rin..&lt;/em&gt; but sometimes its too &lt;em&gt;jologs at maingay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;80's music: cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Punk: &lt;em&gt;ayos lang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Biggest fears: dying of a loved one. drowning. emptiness. being alone. &lt;em&gt;ipis. &lt;/em&gt;lolz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Do you live in the moment?: sometimes yes, sometimes no. depends on what mode i am in.&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/27344892-114732697188001344?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114732697188001344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114732697188001344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114732697188001344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114732697188001344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/different-things-about-dads.html' title='Different things about Dads'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114732647013906570</id><published>2006-05-11T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T13:47:50.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagging Along with Maoi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Tagging along with Maoi... (&lt;em&gt;I got this questionnaire from a fellow blogger.. thanks, Maoi!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Four jobs you’ve had in your life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Admin Asst (OJT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Technical Support Rep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Commercial Asst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Associate (Risk Controlling Sec Admin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Four movies you would watch over and over:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- The Legends of the Fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Breakfast Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Monster's Inc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Wedding Singer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Four places you have lived:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- I've lived in Caloocan for 23 years now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Four TV shows you love to watch: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Amazing Race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Jeopardy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- PBB (hehe!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Four places you have been on vacation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Camiguin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Batangas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- CDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Zambales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Four websites you visit daily: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- My Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- GMail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Friendster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- TPC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Four of your favorite foods: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Spaghetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Four places you would rather be right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Anywhere (as long as I am with Hunny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Tagaytay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Four bloggers you are tagging...ok guys, you are "IT"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Maoi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Malu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Jericho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- Ate Rl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/27344892-114732647013906570?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114731292654466794</id><published>2006-05-11T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T11:11:52.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/poseidon.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/poseidon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I took a leave yesterday. My ate has to bring me to her Ortho instructor (or should I say, Prof - a very good dentist/ortho) in the morning. A bunch of dentists looked at my teeth and the improvements, problems, etc. &lt;em&gt;Na-&lt;/em&gt;conscious &lt;em&gt;naman ako bigla!&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, I was supposed to go on half day, but decided not to come in in the afternoon since I won't be able to complete 4 hours of work. Anyway, I just spent the whole afternoon with Hunny. Hehehe! &lt;em&gt;Lakwatsa ito!&lt;/em&gt; It's sorta a break.. a rest day for me. My lower teeth was hurting like crazy but it didn't stop me from eating! Lolz! I'm still craving for the chocolate cake from Red Ribbon. Hunny gave me another week for me to be completely cleared from my cough. I'm gonna make it! I promise! Hehehe! We went malling - checked out Nike - a lot of Nike! and bought surf shorts (His and Hers! hehehe!) and watched Poseidon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The movie itself is nice. Set in an extravagant ship on New Year's eve, it was like you're watching a modern version of Titanic. But I was expecting a little more than what I saw. So much for the hype. Anyway, for me, it seems like it's a bit unrealistic, and fate and luck were always on their side. This movie has less talk, more action. Kinda &lt;em&gt;bitin&lt;/em&gt; for me, although they were saved in the end. A total of 6 people survived out of, i guess, hundreds or thousands of people aboard the ship. What a cool way to start the year (I am being sarcastic, ok?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Saw the trailer of Superman. Nice! :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/lake%20house.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/lake%20house.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Also saw the trailer of The Lake House - starring Sandra Bullock and Keannu Reeves. The movie was inspired by Il Mare (a nice Korean flick!). Can't wait to watch this as well.. /romantic mode on// &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&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/27344892-114731292654466794?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114731292654466794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114731292654466794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114731292654466794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114731292654466794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/rest-day_11.html' title='Rest day'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114709379618240220</id><published>2006-05-08T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T10:02:48.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adieu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/nice%20one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/nice%20one.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Ate Rj and my niece, Geri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday blues.. everyone was in a hurry, some still has that weekend hangover and others are sleepy. Yet today is just an ordinary day for me. Woke up at 6, prepared for work - said my prayers, had water therapy (been doing it for quite sometime), did my personal routines, had a short quiet time, ate my breakfast, brushed my teeth, kissed my parents goodbye and my day officially starts. Luckily, I was able to take a seat in the MRT. I was in Makati by 8am, but I was waiting for like 40 minutes just to get to the office. What a start! Work in the office is not as loaded as last week and the week before that. System's down. But at least I was able to accomplish some reports and tasks. Went home early. Thank God!... No Bible Study for me today. It was resked by my good friend, Ickhoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today happens to be my ate Rj's birthday. Happy happy happy birthday, dear sis! :) Hope you like our (Noel and my) gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=============================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/tpc%20eb%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/tpc%20eb%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jep and me during the TPC eb in December 05 (we don't know the girl in the pic. lolz!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);" &gt;I also found out that my best friend's finally leaving soon for China. After bein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;g &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;a bum for like 2 months. Lolz! Don't get me wrong huh! He was supposed to leave last March but due to some circumstances, it was moved. Hey, he's one hell of an intelligent dude! Anyway, I received a message in YM just before logging out. I called him immediately and we're both disoriented. Shocked is the right term. This is it. It's kinda mushy, but, am definitely gonna miss him. (now, I'm teary eyed). I know, we don't meet up that often, but the thought that he's in China and am here, it's different. The ideals that we've talked&lt;/span&gt; about before are now becoming a reality.. only diverse. And now, life is starting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I met my best bud back in college. We're like friends for 6 years now. We didn't know how it all start. We didn't even imagine admitting that we're best friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;not until last year in April while we were bonding at Music 21 - as we looked back on where our friendship has brought us and what term shall we use to describe us. Hehe! All I know is that. we just talked - that was first year college - I was sharing to him some problems and sentiments about my ex (who's now my BF again, lolz!) and from then on, we would talk about everything and anything under the sun. I swear, he was more than my best dude, he's like my bro. He's a kuya and a friend rolled into one. We would celebrate our birthdays together (his bday is on June 12, mine is June 19), we would talk on the phone until the wee hours of the morning, I would confide problems, my thoughts, my opinions, issues, and the happy stuff to him. Even though we don't see each other that often (especially after college), we just have this connection. Afterall, Friendship is not based on how often you see each other. As long as you know deep in your hearts that you treasure each other, that's good enough. Ours is a special friendship. No malice included. Plain platonic relationship. It didn't even cross our minds that we would see each other as a &lt;i&gt;lovey-dovey couple.&lt;/i&gt;Hey! &lt;i&gt;Kadiri kaya yun! &lt;/i&gt;He's my &lt;i&gt;tol, tsong, panget, unggoy.&lt;/i&gt; I know, I know that if he sees this post, &lt;i&gt;kikilabutan yun. Tol,&lt;/i&gt; excuse lang.. girl &lt;i&gt;pa rin naman ako eh. &lt;/i&gt;I have every right to be mushy.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;I've learned a lot of things from him. He has taught me a lot. If I haven't had the chance to say thanks to him, I guess, I'll take this opportunity. &lt;i&gt;Panget, &lt;/i&gt;Thanks for stickin' up with me. I am super touched on the different things he has contributed in my life. We may not be the mushy and the touchy type of pals (&lt;i&gt;ewww! yun tsong!)&lt;/i&gt;, I know (&lt;i&gt;kahit #__ na lang ako) &lt;/i&gt;you will always be my best friend. &lt;i&gt;Uwi ka &lt;/i&gt;when I get married. Hehehe! Or perhaps, Noel and I can visit you there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu, Jep. See you and Godspeed! I'll always pray for you. And I'll check Dana and your Mama once in a while. Sniff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/27344892-114709379618240220?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114709379618240220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114709379618240220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114709379618240220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114709379618240220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/adieu.html' title='Adieu'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114690998477478501</id><published>2006-05-06T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T11:20:25.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; got up before 8 this morning.. dang! i wanted to sleep longer than usual.. just to rest.. chillax.. but I gotta go to our clinic. My sister has to put a buckle something on my teeth.. for my braces. I got home last night at 11pm - tired and sleepy. Hunny drove me home before he went to work. Anyway, he picked me up again this morning (after his shift) . But before we went home, we bought a birthday/mother's day gift to ate Rj. (Ate Rj and I bought our mother's day gift for our mom 2 Fridays ago in Greenbelt) Since my ate loves &lt;i&gt;kikay&lt;/i&gt; stuff, we went to Beauty Bar and hunny suggested to buy a set of body wash, lotion, etc and let it be our gift. &lt;i&gt;Naks! &lt;/i&gt;Then we dropped by Circle C to buy quaker oats. Hehe! We also went to Abensons to check out washing machines.. hunny's gonna buy her ninang Jing a gift (as he has promised her.. hehehe!). Again, hun drove me home. When I arrived, my mom's already here (she went to my &lt;i&gt;lola&lt;/i&gt; in CDO a few weeks back). And.. hello &lt;i&gt;sineguelas, saging, &lt;/i&gt;peanuts, squid/fish... lolz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is just a lazy day.. sooo hot. And I was just eating. hehehe!! Just spent the whole day channel surfing, eating, texting, chatting with hun on the phone, surfing the net.. call me a bummer. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend texted me this afternoon. She recently broke up with her bf. And I know she's in pain right now. I can relate. I understand where she's coming from. Been there, and its very difficult.. People around me can attest to that.. to what happened to me then. But that would be a different story. &lt;i&gt;"Ang hirap Dads"&lt;/i&gt;.. I know its hard. I know its painful. I know its hurting. But sometimes, a person needs to get hurt for her to be strong. She must fail to learn. I just told her not to regret the things that has happened. She just has to be thankful that at one point in her life, she loved, learned, met friends and was happy. Afterall, love is a bittersweet thing. I told her to stay strong and to be strong, she has to hang on to God. Prayers. It works. I'm a living testimony to that. Zei, I know you're a tough girl. And who knows what's gonna happen, right? Maybe what the two of you need is time and space. And everything will just fall into places. Noel and I are here for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/27344892-114690998477478501?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114690998477478501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114690998477478501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114690998477478501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114690998477478501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/lazy-saturday.html' title='lazy saturday'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114679066050396554</id><published>2006-05-05T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T13:48:34.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie date</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/mission-impossible-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/mission-impossible-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Last night, we watched the third installment of Mission Impossible at Greenbelt. Of course, it was a movie date with Hunny. Hehe! We grabbed a quick (and I mean Quick!) bite&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(that would be an understatement)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; at Fuzion - ate pasta and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;peppermint frostea (as what Hun said.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;para &lt;/span&gt;kang umiinom ng Colgate&lt;/em&gt;" lolz!). At first, I thought I wouldn't be able to go out on time. I was pressured by work. Our boss in London has to do a presentation and we have to prepare a Dashboad/report. Good thing, by 6PM I was able to leave the office. I wonder how the presentation went? Hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, the movie's nice. But I think, the first two MIs are more high tech and action-packed than this one. This movie kinda focused on Love. Hehe! Is it because of Katie and the new baby - &lt;em&gt;close kame?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;***SPOILER ALERT*** There's this part where Ethan's wife was doing some CPR (coz He almost died). That part kinda reminded me of Lost. JJ Abrams directed this film as well as the tv series. Does it make sense? Also, in the movie, there was this sort of a pill (injected thru the nose) that's gonna explode within the body. That gave me the creeps!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope this will be the last one - &lt;em&gt;OA na if may pang-apat pa&lt;/em&gt;. Anyhow, I'll still watch MI4 if they plan to make another one. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-114679066050396554?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114679066050396554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114679066050396554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114679066050396554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114679066050396554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/movie-date.html' title='movie date'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114672995686838528</id><published>2006-05-04T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T19:29:11.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions (..pumepetiks lang..)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Got this from a fellow blogger (Thanks, Jericho).. I think it's a nice thing to answer (amidst all the hassle of work! a chance to have a break..or.. is it multitasking.. hehehe!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;1. You are mostly known as? ... Dads - to my friends, Dadsicles/Dadoy/Daduds/Daddy-o -by my Chummies (HS kada), college peeps, other friends, Didads - by my mom, Ro - I swear, someone called me this and I was like.."huh? u talkin' to me?", Roannie - IT people from India, Mita Didads - Geriwani, Third - by Amy (DKS)... Hunny - by my Nya-ha. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;2. Most people think you are? ... At first.. Quiet. The silent type. The suplada kind of person. But when they've known me better.. they would think otherwise. lolz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;3. Do you believe in soulmates?… Yep. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;4. Do you think love is always enough?... Nope. There's Respect, Trust, Faith...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;5. Single or taken?... Single yet taken. I'd say.. Committed is the term (i don't have originality. hehe! Thanks again Jericho!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;6. Unforgettable letters that u ever received?... Nah...I keep all my letters and I think, each one of 'em is special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;7. First favorite song?... I actually don't remember. hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;8. Favorite soundtrack?... City of Angels and Armageddon soundtracks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. The latest band/singer that u like?... no one in particular (&lt;em&gt;ang baduy ko ba?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;10. Boy bands?... excuse me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;11. Rock bands?... Bamboo, Kamikazee, Parokya ni Edgar, Eheads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;12. Give one word that best describes what you're feeling now?... Tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;13. Person who is always there when you're bored..... Noel (Hunny/Nya-Ha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;17. Name 5 people you saw yesterday... She, Amy, Malu, Sam, Tin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;18. When you were little, what did you want to be?... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;FBI agent. Forensic, to be exact. Lolz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;19. Who did you last go out with?... Hunny.&lt;/span&gt; ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;20. Who was the last person to text you?... Zei (ex-GF of Hunny's best friend.. Phew!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;21. What time did you sleep last night?... 11:00 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;22. What's your happy thought?... Chocolates.. Hunny... Beach... Fun moments.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;23. What makes you sad?... Bad things/experiences/moments - hungry kids, people with illness, crisis... on a more personal note... learning one's disability, missin' someone so bad, problems..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;24. What would you like to have right at this very second that seems totally impossible?... a lot (and when I say a lot.. I mean.. &lt;strong&gt;a lot!&lt;/strong&gt;) of money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;25. What are you thinking just now?... getting out of here by 5:30 to watch MI3!&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/27344892-114672995686838528?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114672995686838528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114672995686838528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114672995686838528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114672995686838528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/questions-pumepetiks-lang.html' title='Questions (..pumepetiks lang..)'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114656980908939498</id><published>2006-05-02T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T13:57:41.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;OT. I am still here in the office doing some work. Over Time. Hunny would say, "&lt;em&gt;di ka bibigyan ng Geny Lopez Award... kakagaling mo lang sa sakit.." &lt;/em&gt;But hey, look on the brighter side... OT = pay. or is it.. OT-y? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"  &gt;see.. i am much better now. no cough (unlike last week!).. i hope this recovery is not just temporary. thanks for the long weekend i was able to rest well! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/amy%20and%20she.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; HEIGHT: 108px" height="116" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/amy%20and%20she.jpg" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Amy and She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My RCISI partner, Amy has moved to Ref Data, well for the most part of it. I guess, she'll still do 50% of RC. Besides having a new function, she also moved (physically) to SAP team. Shirley (who'll do 50% RC) has moved to Amy's workstation and Amy moved to the work station a previous colleague used to occupy. &lt;em&gt;Baduy&lt;/em&gt; as it may seem, but am gonna miss her. lolz! Well, to be honest, when I first saw Amy, I had a good feeling that we'll get along fine. She interviewed me, done KT with me, has been my partner for 6 months - my Watsons/Ministop/Starbucks/Food tripping partner, &lt;em&gt;kalokohan &lt;/em&gt;buddy. She's older than me (&lt;em&gt;hehe!&lt;/em&gt;) and yet, she's cool. I like her persona. She would always be the object of our conversation - laugh about her funny antics, her built or her age - yet she remains to be sport and would just ride along everything. Well, I guess, this (Amy moving to Ref Data) is what we call "seeking greener pasture".. better opportunity, seeking more knowledge.. perhaps.. increasing the market value.. lolz! Well, we would still see each other around.. For now.. welcome She.. Our work area will be a bit different now.. It's gonna be livelier - with that Singaporean accent and the self-proclaimed (or assignment?) Beauty Queen/DKS' Official Muse.. huh! I'm sure that'll keep me awake. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/27344892-114656980908939498?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114656980908939498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114656980908939498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114656980908939498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114656980908939498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/ot.html' title='OT'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114648619635343373</id><published>2006-05-01T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T14:20:50.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rest day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/cuties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 114px" height="123" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/cuties.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my ate rl and youngest sis, chin and&lt;br /&gt;me (my ate rj's not in this pic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I had a good day today. I was just chatting, blogging, and was on the phone with hunny. I prepared our lunch and dinner (yum! yum!). I bonded with my sisters later in the afternoon. We made some, (ok.. a lot of) ice candy (chocolate and orange flavors) and polvorones - like we used to when we were younger.. bonding moments with my sisters. I had fun.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/27344892-114648619635343373?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114648619635343373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114648619635343373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114648619635343373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114648619635343373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/rest-day_01.html' title='rest day'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114645584402155691</id><published>2006-05-01T11:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T08:51:37.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of labor day,  ultimatum, and movies to watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;today is labor day... i would tell my sister if its because someone is giving birth.. &lt;i&gt;ang corny ko daw!&lt;/i&gt; seriously.. for me, labor day means a day off. its a nice thing to have a long weekend after a tiring and stressful week of work :) i slept late, woke up without thinking that am going to the office today.. i guess, that's a good thing to start another loooong week.. i've a lot of work this week. a lot to think about. a deadline to meet. sigh.. i wish it's holiday everyday - with pay of course. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;last week, hunny told me that if my cough doesn't go away by sunday (which&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/hehe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 115px" height="112" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/hehe.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;was yesterday) we'll do some sacrifices.. like.. no phone in the evening (before i go to bed and him before going to work), no cold drinks/food (i'm doing it, i swear..sometimes), no chocolates, oranges, mango, peanuts, pineapple (as i am allergic to these when i have cough). i asked for an extension. and that's tomorrow, tuesday. since i have rested well, i think i am getting better. i hope. i think this is because of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;stress. i experience shortness of breath, coughing it all out when i feel like i can't breathe. i hope this is nothing serious - like asthma or a lung/heart problem. as i've been through a lot in the first quarter of the year. i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;had tonsilitis, i had fever (every once in a while), cough and colds,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;costrochonditis, i found out that i have an unacoustic hearing on my right ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;(good as dead ear - it's inborn.. long story, though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;it's a nice feeling to have someone care so much about you. someone who takes care of your health, who watches over you, who reminds you of things to do. i feel like i am a baby. :) like last saturday (and other ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;mes hunny and i are together), we ate lunch and as usual, he removed the ice from my drink. am a sucker for cold drinks, take note! well, i know its for me, and am thankful that he does that. although sometimes, &lt;i&gt;nasasabon&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;na ko&lt;/i&gt; coz of my stubborness.. lolz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;movies to watch: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;MI3, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Da Vinci Code, Poseidon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Xmen3, Superman, Fast and the Furious 3, Pirates of the Carribean 2, Miami Vice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;can't wait to watch these! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/27344892-114645584402155691?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114645584402155691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114645584402155691&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114645584402155691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114645584402155691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/of-labor-day-ultimatum-and-movies-to.html' title='of labor day,  ultimatum, and movies to watch'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344892.post-114644782969334482</id><published>2006-05-01T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T17:49:26.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/1600/takip%20mukha.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 140px" height="152" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/takip%20mukha.jpg" width="131" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;my first time to post a blog. not really. i used to have a friendster blog. but i was not able to update it regularly. talkin' about being &lt;i&gt;tamad&lt;/i&gt;. i usually read blogs of friends. actually, sometimes i think that blogging is opening yourself up to different people.. strangers to be exact. and i guess its a weird thing.. but then again, i think that blogging is a good outlet to release some thoughts, to share feelings, or to just talk (er.. type?) whatever you have in mind. so here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess, i'll get used to this. i hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coffeeaddictus.. hmmm.. why such a name for my blog? i don't know. coz maybe, am a coffee addict (duh!)? from starbucks, to nescafe, to &lt;i&gt;kapeng barako&lt;/i&gt;.. and nothing beats having a frap or hot coffee with the one you love.. &lt;i&gt;tambay, &lt;/i&gt;chillaxin', bonding... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344892-114644782969334482?l=coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/feeds/114644782969334482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344892&amp;postID=114644782969334482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114644782969334482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344892/posts/default/114644782969334482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coffeeaddictus.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-time.html' title='first time'/><author><name>Dads</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158799822250098798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6115/2878/200/shinampoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
