<?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-8721183</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:19:48.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHATEVER!</title><subtitle type='html'>nicoledgoddess' online diary</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>221</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-3392946867324732305</id><published>2010-09-06T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T08:42:51.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Entry for SuperBianca's 7th Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I grew up around the usual broken family drama all my life. From my grandparents, our relatives and down to my parents. That environment on its own pushed me to grow up and be mature enough to take care of myself and my brother. With less adult guidance during my adolescent years, I exaggerated on the thought of "living life to the fullest" and even worst, I got pregnant when I was 15 and gave birth on my 16th birthday, sweet! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had to stop school to take care of our baby, in the setup of living with my in-laws. After two years and when the father of my child finally graduated college I went back to school, as a senior. Being a teenage mom was my deep dark secret back then since we decided not to tell anyone to prevent the expected discrimination. I was living in two different worlds for a year. I was a homemaker/teenage mom at home and my usual competitive senior self in school. After graduation I got accepted in UP for the course of my choice which was Theatre Arts, but on the other hand I was also offered a Tesda Scholarship for any two-year technical course. My priorities in life by then have changed, I pushed through with the scholarship and gave up my dream since all I wanted that time was to be able to graduate and land a job to support our child. But despite taking a course I never even imagined surviving, I had the most out of my college life, graduated with flying colors from both academic and co-curricular. :) I signed a job offer as a Technical/Customer Support Representative a month before graduation, I was 20 years old. Got married with the father of my child when I was 21, I became a Trainer when I was 24, and like you, I am 27. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We now live a simple yet, we can say, comfortable life. I have my own career while the man in my life for the past 12 years now, runs a car business with his family. We have our own home, drives our own car, and our 11yo daughter is now in 6th grade at a Catholic school near our place. The experience I had did not just teach me a lesson, it's life changing, literally and figuratively! (LOL) Life's good. Sometimes it's just all about our attitude towards it. Like what Charles R. Swindoll have written, "attitude is 10% what happens to you and 90% how you react to it". I can absolutely attest to that. You are welcome to visit my blog/site to see for yourself. :)&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/8721183-3392946867324732305?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://superbianca.blogspot.com/' title='My Entry for SuperBianca&apos;s 7th Anniversary'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/3392946867324732305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=3392946867324732305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/3392946867324732305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/3392946867324732305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-entry-for-superbiancas-7th.html' title='My Entry for SuperBianca&apos;s 7th Anniversary'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-5150066280371760774</id><published>2007-10-28T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T17:09:15.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Home Online</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Continue reading my mind on my &lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com/"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://images.multiply.com/multiply/horizontal-headshot-badge.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" flashvars="user_id=nicoledgoddess&amp;amp;enc=U2FsdGVkX18pXl0ArqOPJqSIYl7Tm1sh-je2HTM6YEInJ3j57kg5hfHqLMC5v6ZoDm515.IBffxN10tFTbmg62z7MoNse0aLdec8tZ-pCIsbdBgyTiLVUQ==&amp;amp;env=PROD&amp;amp;base_uri=.com&amp;amp;badge_class=promote" height="112" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has everything from my photo albums, blog, reviews, videos, music and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See you there! ^_^&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/8721183-5150066280371760774?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/5150066280371760774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=5150066280371760774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/5150066280371760774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/5150066280371760774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-home-online.html' title='My Home Online'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-9084758466226726324</id><published>2007-09-20T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T15:00:42.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger for 3 years...</title><content type='html'>I was reading Bianca's blog yesterday morning. One of her past entries was about her Blog's Anniversary, where she gave her readers a chance to ask her a question which she answered one by one on a separate entry. Then I just remembered, it's September! My Blogger just turned three years... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered to visit my very first blogsite, which I haven't visited or updated for quite a while now, and I noticed how much my attitude towards blogging has changed for the past year. I was chatting with my girlfriends Joi and Nel that time, then I told Joi that I think I am no longer into blogging as I was before and she's one of the reasons why, ha! ha! On top of that, ever since I underwent a hardcore Voice and Accent Training in the company, actually twice now, I got confused and I got really conscious to blog, thinking that my VA trainers and co-trainees will 'PEG' me here, ha! ha!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging for me all started when I stepped in to the corporate-world-of-unlimited-access-to-high-speed-internet three years ago. ;-P I met this girl who was already into blogging, and I guess becoming her friend requires being hooked to blogger as well, while the rest is history. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so into blogging that time where I actually see to it that I update it AT LEAST once a week. I used to blog every friday but there came a time where I'll write an entry on the beginning of the week, save it as a draft, update it everyday and publish it by the end of the week. It just feels good knowing that someone somewhere actually is reading it and I love the way I kinda let people into my life by reading my thoughts and experiences on this online diary I have. Then Friendster started to have it's own blogsite as well so I thought, just to be consistent, I will cc my posts there. After a year of having my blogger account came Multiply. I was so happy with this site because aside from allowing you to post unlimited photos and videos, you can also blog there, upload music, write a review, add friends, and everything I can basically do with my blogger, friendster, photobucket, flicker, youtube and freeweb accounts all combined!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as the years go by, I got tired of updating the online accounts I have and started to just stick with my multiply. And even if there is now an option to sync blog entries from blogger to multiply, I loved the rest of the other options multiply offers with regards to blogging. I came to realize that my only reason why I am keeping my blogger account was because of it's value for me... this was the first home of all my thoughts put into words... At the same time, I'm not into blogging that much anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my best (blog) friend Joi moved to another company last year, I no longer have a friend by my side reminding me to update my blog, haha! But really, aside from that, I think since I had a career move in the beggining of the year, my attitude towards work has changed too. I mean, access to everything online is still there, especially now that we're using this genius iMac, but I think now I am more serious when it comes to work, I am now more focused on what I am doing since I'm working on achieving "a goal". Before, work for me is just play, and the best part of it is that you're getting paid and since I got used to what I was doing so much, it was just easy for me to update my blog and take in calls at the same time, chat with my seat mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sign up for online accounts left and right just so I am updated. I am everywhere online, try searching for 'nicoledgoddess' in google and you'll get close to 600 results, try yahoo, you'll get 1,200 plus! My expression that goes "my life is an open blog" slowly became for real. And the sad part of it is the more you let people into your life, THE MORE THEY WANT! I started to have invalid accounts to websites I don't even visit, and the spam, around 30% of the messages I receive on my email accounts everyday is junk! And the worse part of it, there are people who think that they know me so well just because they read my blog. There are even times where I'll see people buying the things I want, doing the things I planned to do and going to places I'm planning to go, because I blogged about it and apparently they read it! How pathetic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really have gotten so tired about the bad side of blogging. I then decided to just blog when I feel like it, like right now. haha! So in celebration of my Blogger Account's third year anniversary, I'm giving this blogsite a permanent rest. Since I know I won't be able to "take care" of it anymore, I decided not to update this blogsite from anymore and just stick to my multiply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years of being with me through tough, crazy and happy times, my blogger I thank you. I know that if the time comes where I'll need something to write down my thoughts with you'll still be there for me... Happy Anniversary and goodbye... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sO8q79JrmRU/RvGUi48bO0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/tc96XPFhqrA/s1600-h/DSC01427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sO8q79JrmRU/RvGUi48bO0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/tc96XPFhqrA/s320/DSC01427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112030379164515138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-9084758466226726324?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/9084758466226726324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=9084758466226726324&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/9084758466226726324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/9084758466226726324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2007/09/blogger-for-3-years.html' title='Blogger for 3 years...'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sO8q79JrmRU/RvGUi48bO0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/tc96XPFhqrA/s72-c/DSC01427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-887425851806695251</id><published>2007-08-13T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T05:42:17.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!!!</title><content type='html'>My friendster account was hacked! My about me was wiped out, almost all of my photos on the profile was deleted (one was left), my shoutout was removed and 16 of my friends who has an apostrophe (') on their names was deleted. So guys, in case you no longer see your name on my friend's list, I didn't delete you, just add me again. I'll try to just track you back one by one but I need your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever did this, God Bless You!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-887425851806695251?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/887425851806695251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=887425851806695251&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/887425851806695251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/887425851806695251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='!!!!!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-4469640935434543811</id><published>2007-05-08T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T08:22:08.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[warning: long entry!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While the rest of the people from the bloggin' world has declared their New Year's Resolutions, and while everybody had told all their stories for the have been year 2006, the bloggin' addictus me who used to publish her have been, to do's, plans, right now, future, adventures, dreams, shopping and food escapades etc., as often as she can, has been quiet for some time now, for some strange reasons. Guess what, I can no longer hold my silence. The sadness of the word goodbye that I've been keeping to myself for a while is something that I think, I am now ready to share. I've actually started writing this entry months back, but it's just now that I felt ready to publish it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know that it might not be a surprise for you anymore, since I think the news of me moving out of EarthLink WebHosting in PeopleSupport, my second home for the past three years of my career, has been roaming around for the past few months already. Yes guys, that company where I lived 9-12 hours of my life a day, 5 days a week, for close to three years of my life is now on my dearly past. Maybe people from my workplace already saw this coming since last year. I've been holding on since I started being left behind by my friends, Pakko and Wacks in 2005, and Joi on June 2006. It was a good thing I was a part of the team ever since it started so all of the people there are like family to me and that made the adjustment much easier. I've been keeping to myself the struggle I was really feeling inside for the last year of my stay there. 2006 was really a challenge I may say. I didn't want Carlo to start asking me again to quit the job and I avoided the "I told you so" comment from my friends, especially those who were aware of what was happening around. I loved the people I worked with so much. Even those that I know I hate, really. They were the reason why I stayed and hoped for some changes for the better, but until the end, there was none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One day when I can't sleep I thought about my stay there in PS. I remember that I was half happy and half scared back the time when I learned that I got the job and I am to start on March 15, 2004. I was still in College then and school won't be officially over in two weeks. I had to transfer to the night class to be able to attend to my training in the morning. Days go by and as I started to learn a lot of things I never even thought I'd be interested about, the fear was replaced by excitement and happiness each time I am to go to work, each time I am at work. Months go by and as I do my best to be a wife, a mom, a family, a friend, and a career woman all at the same time, for some reason I never get tired and I just kept going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After about less than a month of taking calls I was offered by my supervisor then (Mommy Irish) a spot on the line up of what we call "Tier2". People who'll be responsible for taking "supervisor/escalated calls" and stuff like that. I refused. I was so agressive then that from the start I was eyeing for a supervisory position and I didn't thought that additional responsibilities was the key to that path. Months and years pass by, still no promotion. I am such an achiever so I started to get tired of what I was doing just because I oh so mastered it already. Some people even say that I can take calls even when I'm asleep! I admit during that time I am not happy with what I'm doing anymore and the only thing that kept me going to work are the people I work with that I love who I know believes and cares for me. When I said that 2006 was really a challenge, for me it really was because I almost gave up, well, yeah in the end I actually did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was September of last year when Carlo said that he might get the Store Supervisor promotion by summer of 2007. That time I knew it was like a sign from God that it's time for me to move on. I know that I've worked as hard as I can but it just strucked me that I will never get promoted because I can't be a drinking/smoking buddy for "them". That time I realized all the flaws that I've been trying to ignore just because I love the work and I love working my a** off. Talent, hardwork, loyalty, commitment and whatever it is I can offer is nothing especially if some people are aware that I can be better or let me say I am better than them! That is the sad truth on the account I lived and left. And until know I wonder why it took me almost three years to get to realize that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;During that time I started looking around for other options that might give me more opportunities I deserve. I planned my silent exit from work by going on vacation leave after Christmas. I did a lot of thinking and finally decided to leave the company a month before my third year anniversary with them. Since my resignation, I've been to the office just twice and made sure that I didn't encounter anyone really close to me. Morning was the best time just because there were just a few of them on the floor. It's not that I'm avoiding any ambush interview but I know that it'll definitely be harder for me if I get to see them, my family for years and bid goodbye. I just told myself that maybe, my official goodbye to them was when I handed my holiday presents to everyone a couple of days before Christmas. Technically, my last day "at" work was on the 31st of December because on that day, I took my last call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been out of the company for more than three months now, and I'm proud to be able to survive the "leaving your comfort zone" struggle that they call. Everyday I still think and imagine on what could've happen if ever I didn't actually left, maybe this, maybe that. I miss everything about my previous work. I miss the workload (the company and the account that I'm working with now is just so darn easy!). I miss getting 40-60 calls on a regular day where 8 out of 10 customers are irate! (haha!) I miss invalid escalations, invalid SRs, update trainings, team buildings, parties, and all the activities where people from our team are always well dressed!(really!) I miss eight hours of non-stop Jabber. I miss site downtimes. I miss troubleshooting Trellix, FrontPage, Outlook, and hearing customer's rant, wanting to speak to Gary Betty! (haha!) I miss the floor, our office. I miss the feeling of being at home where you see people walking in bedroom slippers, wrapped in blankets and borrowing each other's pillows. This might sound funny, but I miss "7th floor", haha! (Robinson's Summit Center) I miss the way people hates going there because they'll smell like used cooking oil in minutes but they still do just because the cafeteria simply got almost everything we might need and want. I miss Makati. I miss the place where almost everything is accessible 24/7. Taxi, ATMs, MiniStop and 711 are everywhere; Starbucks almost in every builing; a wide variety of fastfood and delivery even in midnight; and a few blocks walk away from Ayala Center! Working in a city like that makes life much more easier! haaayyy ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But the people I worked with were the ones I missed the most. I regularly check their multiply sites for new pictures and read their blogs for updates. I miss the times where we just laugh our hearts out of anything, making fun of wrong grammar, pronunciations and stupid customers; Ordering food from whoever we feel for the night; walking two blocks to get McDonalds, three blocks for KFC; Hating Clark for being such an a**, loving Lowell for being the master, and wondering what Mike E.'s mood for the day is, haha! Bus rides, MRT, Videoke, Valero Cafe, and all the things we could do for bonding; EOP, Clean desk policy, no mobile phones and gadgets on the floor, and the rest of the other regulations we hate and disobey whole heartedly, haha! I could go on and on but I know, it will not make any difference, I can never bring the good old times back anymore. Even if we all know that we hate each other at times and that there were issues between power trippers at the management team; the gap between Tier2 and Tier1; and the rest of the other issues we had for the past years, in the end, we still stick to being together, we are one family, we care for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's a saying that the only constant thing in the world is change, it doesn't make any sense for me before, but as I started the new year, 2007, a lot of changes in my life took place and now I get to realize, yeah, maybe change is the only constant thing we'll have in our lives. Whether for the better or not, we have to have them, we have to face them. There are lot of things that I have wanted to do to be able to express how grateful I am to the company who sheltered me, the account who tolerated me, and the people who loved me for the past three years, but I did nothing and left. Despite the reality that I had tons of negative reasons why I left, yes, I am still grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So to everyone, thank you. Thank you for the experience. Thank you for the friendship. Thank you for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll see you around. Ü&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/8721183-4469640935434543811?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4469640935434543811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=4469640935434543811&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/4469640935434543811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/4469640935434543811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2007/05/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye ...'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-7285816271482210314</id><published>2007-01-30T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T01:51:16.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It just hit me that my last post was last year, exactly a month ago. Yeah, I know you guys, my co-bloggers out there might really think the "This is so not her" thing, haha! But the reason why I haven't been online as often as I used to was because I was on a "real" vacation! Wohoo! I had a vacation from work so I also had a vacation from instant messaging, from spamming your e-mailboxes, (haha!), from blogging, from online reviews, from multiply, from youtube, from blogger, from friendster... A vacation out of the internet world. I just had to check them once in a while (like in three days) or I'll get sick. Hahaha! Kidding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, what's up with me the past month or so... I already updated my &lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com"&gt;multiply site&lt;/a&gt; with photos and some &lt;em&gt;kwentos&lt;/em&gt; so just go check it out. Well, the reason why I had to have this vacation of some sort, aside from the holiday season of course, was because I was advised to give my voice a break, I had to take medications for it and it does include/require less talking. In other words, I can't take calls for two months. Gee ... I used to be able to do Mariah's Whistle but now, I suffer from soar throat almost every month! So I just realized that yeah, maybe it's just about time to listen to the doctor. Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't really expect to have a full vacation though, since, knowing me being addicted to being busy; I took it as an opportunity for me to do the things that I've been wanting to do last year. Attend to some affairs with family and friends; Ran errands at home, organized the house from the furnitures to the paperworks to the appliances we've been trying to purchased that now we were able to. I was able to finally finish watching the second season of two of my favorite TV series (LOST and Desperate Housewives). I was able to run through Nianne's books and toys and finally decided which ones should be donated/disposed. I was able to go out on dates with Mahal anytime he wants. etc. etc. I just think that I was able to accomplish at least 70% of my "to-do's" already without abusing my voice. Haha! The major thing on my list that I haven't done yet though, was getting a TIN ID, SSS ID, and a Driver's License! God bless me for driving without license for two years now! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;To be honest, now that I've been on leave for exactly a month, I'm going crazy already! Hahah! I dunno. I just feel sometimes that being at home all day, whether or not I was able to do tons of things and stuff, I still wanted the way it was when I was really "working" on a "real job". I just realized how bored I will be by the time Carlo and I have our second child. Since we decided that I'm gonna have to quit my job after giving birth to take care of the baby until he &lt;em&gt;("HE" talaga oh! hahahah!)&lt;/em&gt; starts Preschool, just like what we did with Nianne. Now I'm starting to think of some business which will keep me away from "going crazy" by then (hahaha!), to keep me still productive even at home, which will not require so much time than what I have for our kids. But hey! This is just another one of my crazy thoughts of mine guys ok! I am so not pregnant! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright, time to go back to my vacation mode now. Take care everyone! See you around! (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/ps_211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: How are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: I'm good! Ü Thanks for asking ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-7285816271482210314?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7285816271482210314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=7285816271482210314&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/7285816271482210314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/7285816271482210314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-good.html' title='I&apos;m good!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-3789137288975185713</id><published>2006-12-30T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T08:16:55.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/happynewyear.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Wishing you and your family a fruitful, prosperous, and a blessed year, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;May God be with you always. Love life and stay happy.&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/8721183-3789137288975185713?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/3789137288975185713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=3789137288975185713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/3789137288975185713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/3789137288975185713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year !!!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-4504933480658771829</id><published>2006-12-08T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T06:11:05.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed id="textpixpreview" name="textpixpreview" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer " src="http://apps.rockyou.com/single.swf" width="363" height="371" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="lt" wmode="transparent" flashvars="imgpath=http%3A%2F%2Fimg099.rockyou.com%2Ftextpix%2F1%2F1578%2F1578429%2F1578429_185905341165584869.jpg&amp;glitterp=true&amp;amp;roundp=true&amp;sepiap=false&amp;amp;theme=&amp;shadowp=true&amp;amp;bevelp=false&amp;width=363&amp;amp;amp;height=371&amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-4504933480658771829?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4504933480658771829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=4504933480658771829&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/4504933480658771829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/4504933480658771829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday Dad!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-2930985721007884820</id><published>2006-11-24T05:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T05:17:50.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>before the end of 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are a Performer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Dominant Extroverted Abstract Feeler)You are a PERFORMER (DEAF)— personable, self-assured, and excellent under pressure. You are extroverted and strong-willed, which, in combination means you are good with people and aren't willing to let opportunity pass you by. Congratulations. I'm sure all the peons you've stepped on never saw it coming and didn't feel a thing. You have formidable creative talents, and you often follow what your heart tells you instead of your logical mind. Your exuberance can earn you many friends and admirers, despite your ambition, or it can intimidate the less confident into keeping their distance. It's also possible that you're Madonna.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out yours &lt;a href="http://sparknotes.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/8721183-2930985721007884820?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/2930985721007884820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=2930985721007884820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/2930985721007884820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/2930985721007884820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/11/before-end-of-2006_24.html' title='before the end of 2006'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-5645318141543322788</id><published>2006-11-18T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T13:42:57.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SE on 007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We just saw the latest sequel of 007, &lt;a href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/spg.jsp?cc=global&amp;lc=en&amp;amp;ver=4001&amp;template=pc3_1_1&amp;amp;zone=pc&amp;lm=pc3_1&amp;amp;prid=6334"&gt;Casino Royale&lt;/a&gt;, and to be honest with all of you guys, I enjoyed the film not because it's been a while since I last saw James Bond and his stunts, but because I love the way they actually featured various Sony Ericsson phones on the film. Well of course the film was produced by Sony Pictures so SE phones will definitely be a part of the production, but the way they actually make them visible on each scene, plus they featured most of the coolest units there, is the part that Carlo and I really loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We've been SE users for sometime now so forgive us for being biased. We just love their unique design, cool-funky features, plus the fact that they're being manufactured by one of the leading companies in the field of technology, Sony, merged with one of the leading company in telecommunications, Ericsson, what more can you ask for? ;-P I remember that Carlo's first ever mobile phone was a one-liner Ericsson which I already forgot the exact name of, he switched to using a Nokia 6150, then a Nokia 3510, but he was never satisfied, until I got him an SE S700i as an early Christmas present last year (please don't remind me of my stolen p910, please!). And now, he's been eyeing that K800 since the beginning of the year, and after seeing Casino Royale, he said that the silver &lt;a href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/spg.jsp?cc=global&amp;lc=en&amp;amp;ver=4001&amp;template=pc3_1_1&amp;amp;zone=pc&amp;lm=pc3_1&amp;amp;prid=6334"&gt;Limited Edition K800&lt;/a&gt; is not worth the wait (even if it's set to be released anytime soon) so I'm getting him a black k800 by next week, ha-ha! I'm just wondering if it's really waterproof ... ;-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me just play a little game and see if I was able to identify the phones featured on the movie right. I'll try to enumerate the model units used by the characters ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;James Bond = K800 (limited silver edition) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vasper Lynd = M600 (I like this phone but it doesn't have a camera) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Solonge = W810 (the camera of this phone rocks! Mic have it)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mathis = K700 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mollaka = T68 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alex Dimitrios = W300 (the black one which looks really cool!) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr. White = Z520 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Airport Bomber(I dunno his name) = K608 (a 3G phone) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just the ones that I can recall, just feel free to correct me in case I got some of them mistaken since that's one of the reasons we have a so called "comment box" ha-ha! By the way, you can check out my full review for the film &lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com/reviews/item/15"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend everyone! =)&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/8721183-5645318141543322788?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/5645318141543322788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=5645318141543322788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/5645318141543322788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/5645318141543322788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/11/se-on-007.html' title='SE on 007'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-1343357792078771300</id><published>2006-11-11T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:40:10.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fake me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's just one of those forwarded text messages we regularly receive, but this time, it requires other people to participate and it's really fun. I spent an entire day (or two) laughing my heart out of all the replies I received. So, let me just go ahead and share some of them with you all, here it goes ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What if one day, may dumating na fake na NICOLE, how would you know na fake sya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Give me 3 facts, Don't break, it's fun! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://franceskatrina.blogs.friendster.com/can_you_handle_it/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;she hates cooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;she never blogs, not even once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;she doesn't share a birthday with her daughter and grandma. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mareejoi.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Joi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ask her to cook.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;say "dude, Oh my God!" with feelings!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ask her what her ultimate favorite movie is. (it's titanic guys, just in case, ha ha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sybil.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sybil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;she's not loud!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;she doesn't say "Oh my God!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;payat sya! bwahahahaha (this part's included guys, seriously, ha-ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://maerynne09.blogs.friendster.com/marvin_erynne_destined_to/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Erin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;pag hindi glamorous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;pag hindi nakakatawag pansin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;pag hindi ako pinapansin kasi hindi kilala. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexykerry.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Karen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Panget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Walang sex life hehe. (oh no! ha-ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/3396736"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cecil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;her english is bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"high" AHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;doesn't have a friendster account or a blog. am I not so right? ha ha! (you got it! ha-ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/2705933"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;silent-type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;nag-iiwan ng tira. (food)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hindi palaban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://popfiction.blogdrive.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Popin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;may mataas na AHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;malungkot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hindi nangbabati. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gothaleck.blogs.friendster.com/nagozu_aldean/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aleck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;fake na Nicole would be quiet and pa-girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;if she's not makulit, it's fake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll let her say the phrase "you're so good!", pag iba pagkakasabi, fake na Nicole yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://keogh.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;di nag-iinterrupt pag may nagsasalita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;di nya expression ung "Oh my God!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;doesn't talk about her family every hour. - ayos ba? (ha-ha! ayos mic!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nice answers guys! ha-ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, FYI for the people from outside the Call Center world, AHT stands for "Average Handling Time" for calls. For example, you took 45 calls a night, 5mins. AHT. And in case you still don't get it, ask any of your friend from the same field I am to explain more further/go into details. ;-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;What about you? How would you know if it's a "Fake Nicole"? Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/thDSC00936-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-1343357792078771300?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1343357792078771300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=1343357792078771300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/1343357792078771300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/1343357792078771300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/11/fake-me.html' title='The fake me!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-116188685724693910</id><published>2006-10-26T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:09.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The DepartedS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's the time of the year again ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="227" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/candles.jpg" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where some people are excited about since it's a holiday or sometimes, a so called long weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where some people are all headed to their respective provinces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where you'll see a lot of people on the cemetery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where some people are busy doing some cleaning or make-over on their loved ones' graves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where some people are busy taking advantage of the season for a simple business, whether it's selling food, candles, flowers, or cleaning tombstones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where you might see one of your old classmate or your long lost friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where flowers are double and sometimes triple than their regular prices. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where candles are all over the place, different colors, different forms, and for some reason, they're all expensive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where food, balloons, toys, and everything you can buy inside the cemetery are all over-priced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where traffic in the city is unbelievable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where you can't bring your car inside the North Cemetery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where you can't even park your car (figuratively) near the North Cemetery. =( And a lot more things that we don't have on regular days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's the time of the year where we all pay respect, visit and offer some prayers to the departed ones, as part of the tradition that we all grew up with, and just because these people once became a part of our busy lives. So, no matter how we celebrate it, either the All Saint's or the All Soul's Days, the only thing that matter is we still remember them and we would like to make them feel special that day in our own way. So for all of us who will be going to these sacred places, let's just take the necessary precautions needed, bring enough food and medicine to be sure, take care of yourselves as well as those people with you and belongings. Have a nice weekend! (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-116188685724693910?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/116188685724693910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=116188685724693910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/116188685724693910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/116188685724693910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/10/departeds.html' title='The DepartedS'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-116136382347136871</id><published>2006-10-20T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:09.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>electronic mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love receiving emails. I dunno ... whether it's a "real" email message, a forwarded message, etc. I love them all. The fact that these people actually got my email address listed on their address book, or they thought that I might like, laugh or hate the message they just received that's why they forwarded it to me, or for whatever reason, the bottom line is, they remembered me, they care. The reason behind me saying all this crap about email is because I saw this blog post of my colleague/friend &lt;a href="http://1980.multiply.com/journal/item/554"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and it's all about "stopping spam" or something. Well, I agree with the part that spam is really annoying and all that, but these emails (or jokes) that we forward got nice intentions. Information, laughter, or just simply saying HI to the recepient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I got this email from my kumareng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://franceskatrina.blogs.friendster.com/can_you_handle_it/"&gt;Ces&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which is all about "why we forward jokes". This one applies whether through email or sms for me. Well, the real thought of the story goes like this ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... Sometimes, we wonder why friends keep forwarding jokes to us without writing a word. Maybe this will explain.When you are very busy or when you have nothing to say, but still want to keep in touch, guess what you do? You forward jokes.To let you know that you are still remembered, you are still important, you are still loved, you are still cared for, guess what you get? A forwarded joke. So, next time if you get a joke, don't think that you've been sent just another forwarded joke, but that you've been thought of today and your friend on the other end of your computer wanted to send youa smile ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;See, so I guess forwarded messages aren't bad after all. Sometimes, it is other people's way of saying HI, you are being remembered and I hope you'll laugh the hell out of this message or something. But again, spam is still spam, ha ha ha! Anyways, check out this email message I got from my good friend &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://keogh.multiply.com"&gt;Mic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, totally hillarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MGA BAGONG SALAWIKAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ang buhay ay parang bato, it's hard.&lt;br /&gt;Better late than pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;Behind the clouds are the other clouds.&lt;br /&gt;It's better to cheat than to repeat!&lt;br /&gt;Do unto others ... then run!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kapag puno na ang salop, kumuha na ng ibang salop.&lt;br /&gt;Magbiro ka na sa lasing, magbiro ka na sa bagong gising, huwag lang sa lasing na bagong gising.&lt;br /&gt;When all else fails, follow instructions.&lt;br /&gt;Ang hindi marunong magmahal sa sariling wika, lumaki sa ibang bansa.&lt;br /&gt;To err is human, to errs is humans.&lt;br /&gt;Ang taong nagigipit ... sa bumbay kumakapit&lt;br /&gt;Pag may usok ... may nag-iihaw&lt;br /&gt;Ang taong naglalakad nang matulin ... may utang.&lt;br /&gt;No guts, no glory... no ID, no entry.&lt;br /&gt;Birds of the same feather that prays together ... stays together.&lt;br /&gt;Kapag may sinuksok at walang madukot, may nandukot.&lt;br /&gt;Walang matigas na tinapay sa gutom na tao.&lt;br /&gt;Ang taong di marunong lumingon sa kanyang pinanggalingan.... ay may stiff neck.&lt;br /&gt;Birds of the same feather make a good feather duster.&lt;br /&gt;Kapag may tiyaga, may nilaga. Kapag may taga, may tahi.&lt;br /&gt;Huli man daw at magaling, undertime pa rin.&lt;br /&gt;Ang naglalakad ng matulin, late na sa appointment&lt;br /&gt;Matalino man ang matsing, matsing pa rin.&lt;br /&gt;Better late than later.&lt;br /&gt;Aanhin ang palasyo kung ang nakatira ay kuwago, mabuti pa ang bahay kubo, sa paligid puno ng linga.&lt;br /&gt;Kapag maikli ang kumot, tumangkad ka na!&lt;br /&gt;No man is an island because time is gold.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi lahat ng kumikinang ay ginto ... muta lang yan.&lt;br /&gt;Kapag ang puno mabunga ... mataba ang lupa!&lt;br /&gt;When it rains ... it floods.&lt;br /&gt;Pagkahaba haba man ng prusisyon ... mauubusan din ng kandila.&lt;br /&gt;Ang buhay ay parang gulong, minsan nasa ibabaw, minsan nasa vulcanizing shop.&lt;br /&gt;Batu-bato sa langit, ang tamaan ... sapul.&lt;br /&gt;Try and try until you succeed... or else try another.&lt;br /&gt;Ako ang nagsaing ... iba ang kumain. Diet ako eh.&lt;br /&gt;Huwag magbilang ng manok kung alaga mo ay itik.&lt;br /&gt;Kapag maiksi na ang kumot, bumili ka na ng bago.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't beat them, shoot them. (Nalundasan)&lt;br /&gt;An apple a day is too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;An apple a day makes seven apples a week. (really expensive)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ha! ha! ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have a nice weekend everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;xoxo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;(^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-116136382347136871?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/116136382347136871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=116136382347136871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/116136382347136871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/116136382347136871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/10/electronic-mail.html' title='electronic mail'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-116111613271241264</id><published>2006-10-17T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:09.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 271px; HEIGHT: 305px" height="527" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/untitled-1.jpg" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com"&gt;Blogger Account!&lt;/a&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/8721183-116111613271241264?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/116111613271241264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=116111613271241264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/116111613271241264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/116111613271241264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy.html' title='Happy ....'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-116007713457220531</id><published>2006-10-05T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:09.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Recipe for a Happy Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The simpliest Recipe for a Happy Marriage is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://carloandnicole.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&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/8721183-116007713457220531?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/116007713457220531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=116007713457220531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/116007713457220531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/116007713457220531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/10/recipe-for-happy-marriage.html' title='The Recipe for a Happy Marriage'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-116005406337078518</id><published>2006-10-05T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:09.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't wait!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't wait to see these films!&lt;br /&gt;check out the previews &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com/video"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&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/8721183-116005406337078518?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/116005406337078518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=116005406337078518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/116005406337078518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/116005406337078518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-cant-wait.html' title='I can&apos;t wait!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-115885463639571855</id><published>2006-09-21T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:08.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy since the beginning of the year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to update my blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been of so lazy to upload photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to update my online photo albums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to download and transfer music on our new mp3 player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to update my friendster account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to check and update the rest of the other online networks I'm a member of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to read my emails and clean my mailboxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to forward or send or reply to emails (sorry \/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to shop, or even go to mall for a walk (believe it or not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to write a review for some great movies we saw these past months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to write a review for all the tv series I just finished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to gather and submit my requirements for my new phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to get a new phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to hunt and grab a new tv set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to travel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to meet up with friends and catch up (tsk tsk tsk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to talk, and write, and read (this is so not healthy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to complete my credit card application&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to get my SSS card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to get my driver's license&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy to a whole lot of things actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... I've been oh so lazy, this is so not me ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/thDSC00209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I need to start working on things. A lot of things.&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/8721183-115885463639571855?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115885463639571855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=115885463639571855&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115885463639571855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115885463639571855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/09/lazy-mode.html' title='lazy mode'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-115745766953519504</id><published>2006-09-05T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:08.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I die ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mikaela-moon.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JOI's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="450" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="401" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/tombstone-Nicole-9.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=41"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/8721183-115745766953519504?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115745766953519504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=115745766953519504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115745766953519504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115745766953519504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-i-die.html' title='When I die ...'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-115590879179168663</id><published>2006-08-18T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:08.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Gifts for a Happy Marriage by Carlo and Nicole Cadiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Start each day with a kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2  Wear your wedding ring at all times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Date once a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Accept differences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Be polite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Be gentle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Give gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;8. Smile often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;9. Touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;10. Talk about dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;11. Choose a song that can be "your song."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;12. Give back rubs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;13. Laugh together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;14. Send a card for no reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;15. Do what your spouse wants before being asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;16. Listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;17. Encourage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;18. Do it the other's way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;19. Know your mate's needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;20. Fix his/her favorite breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;21. Compliment your partner twice a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;22. Call just to say, "I love you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;23. Slow down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;24. Hold hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;25. Cuddle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;26. Ask your spouse's opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;27. Show respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;28. Welcome each other home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;29. Look your best for your mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;30. Wink at each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;31. Celebrate birthday in big way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;32. Apologize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;33. Forgive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;34. Set up a romantic gateway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;35. Ask, "What can I do to make you happier?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;36. Be positive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;37. Be kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;38. Be vulnerable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;39. Respond quickly to your mate's requests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;40. Talk about love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;41. Reminisce about your favorite time together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;42. Treat his/her relatives and friends with courtesy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;43. End flowers every Valentine's Day and anniversary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;44. Admit when you are wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;45. Be sensitive to your mate's sexual desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;46. Pray for him/her daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;47. Watch sunset together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;48. Say, "I love you" frequently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;49. End each day with a hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;50. Seek outside help when you need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;... It works for us, hope it does with you too! Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-115590879179168663?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115590879179168663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=115590879179168663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115590879179168663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115590879179168663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/08/50-gifts-for-happy-marriage-by-carlo.html' title='50 Gifts for a Happy Marriage by Carlo and Nicole Cadiz'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-115504307038785419</id><published>2006-08-08T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:08.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks dad!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just got my dad's birthday present which just arrived last weekend ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hah hah! It's a JVC Digital Video Camcorder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jvc.com.ph/products/productDetail.asp?rootID=1&amp;classID=11&amp;amp;productID=9" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/9largeImage1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shukran Gazillan dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Shukran Gazillan = Thank you very much in arabic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you so much dad! It's been 23 years and you still spoils me like your old little "daddy's girl"! Well, I will always be one. I love you so much! Hope to see you by the end of the year! mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tho it didn't arrive just in time for Nianne's birthday party, that's fine, I love it! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-115504307038785419?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115504307038785419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=115504307038785419&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115504307038785419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115504307038785419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/08/thanks-dad.html' title='Thanks dad!!!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-115437265263540408</id><published>2006-07-31T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:07.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Wedding Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been two years since the happiest day of our lives. I've been Mrs. Carlo Cadiz for two years now and loving it so much. I've been blessed with a great, loving husband and our relationship just gets better everyday. I even think that we're actually sweeter than we were eight years ago, hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, just because of the unpredictable weather, we were just home the whole day watching Romance Films, hahahah! We were awake the whole night of the 30th watching All About Love (yeah, sounds crap but the film was actually nice) waited until 12midnight and greeted each other Happy Anniversary! =) We slept after an hour, woke up at 6am, had breakfast and prepared Nianne for school. Then we watched Walk the Line, which was nice as well. It was based from a true "love" story by two popular singers back on the 50's and 60's. Starring Joaquin Phoenix as Johnny Cash, and Reese Witherspoon as June Carter. After that (since we are vampires who gets sleepy during the day and the ambiance of the rain's just irresistable) we slept until before dinner time. We enjoyed my yummy beef &lt;em&gt;sinigang&lt;/em&gt; for dinner, brought Nianne to sleep and left to see the last full show of Click at Glorietta 4. We were at the mall an hour and a half early for the LSF so we were able to stroll around and got some gifts for the birthday kids this week. Carlo was even hesitant at first, telling me "hey, it's our wedding anniversary and you still can't stop thinking of other people", hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the movie house we saw Serena Dalrymple, the former child star, and I can really say that she's the simpliest celebrity I saw with her hair tied-up, her cotton jacket and her rubber shoes on, it's just a movie anyways and I think that she's just being her simple self. I even asked Carlo to take a picture of us and as useless, he refused and gave another one of his hillarious comments ... "&lt;em&gt;wag na, tao rin yan, mabaho din ang utot nyan&lt;/em&gt;!" hahahah! I told you guys, if you think I'm funny, you ain't seen/heard nothin' yet, hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the film, We loved it. It was actually the first time that Carlo agreed to watch a romantic comedy on a movie house (I think, hahah), and I was really happy to know that he enjoyed and loved the movie as much as I did. Adam Sandler is just The Man! He's one of the actors that I really don't get tired of watching, over and over. The story was one of a kind (well, almost), minus the "everything was just a dream in the end" concept, but I must say, they did a great job since we really didn't notice. The story was about family, how and what if there was a universal remote control who can control the entire universe and your entire life. The moral lesson of the film was just perfect for what Carlo and I are celebrating today, &lt;strong&gt;Family Comes First&lt;/strong&gt;. No matter what you do, never set aside your family or worse, never let your job win over your family since family is the most important thing in the world. We all don't want to miss anything right? Even if the time comes where we no longer have our job and everything, we still got our family left so treasure them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So us, Carlo and I, no matter how busy and sleepless our work can be, we are proud to say that we never priorotize work (or money) over our precious daughter and her needs. From being there on her first day, week, or month in school, to being there on every school program/meeting she have, to preparing her and bringing her to school, to listening to her stories and thoughts, to reading to her to bed, to giving her everything we can, to taking care of her and loving her and everything about her, whether it's good or bad, we are always there for her, she knows that and that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight years of being together, loving each other, two years of being married, and blessed with an adorable daughter, now that's what you call a happy family. Happy 2nd Wedding Anniversary Mahal! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/07122f07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;taken @ Nianne Carla's 7th Birthday Party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for more pictures at the party, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com/photos/album/57"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Let us share two things we learned after being married for two years, check out &lt;a href="http://carloandnicole.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/"&gt;Our Blog&lt;/a&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And mahal, I have something for you, &lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com/journal/item/39"&gt;click here&lt;/a&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/8721183-115437265263540408?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115437265263540408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=115437265263540408&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115437265263540408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115437265263540408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-2nd-wedding-anniversary.html' title='Happy 2nd Wedding Anniversary!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-115404738792942948</id><published>2006-07-27T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:07.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a homework!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Instructions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Name ten of life's simple pleasures that you like the most, then pick ten people to do the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Try to be original and creative and not to use things that someone else has already used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Everything about my Family&lt;/strong&gt;. the best husband in the world, everybody's dream daughter, a smart mom, the greatest dad, loving grandparents, a thoughtful brother, two sweet sisters, my amazing relatives and my in-laws. The people behind a successful and happy me. Life isn't just life without them. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Being with my Friends&lt;/strong&gt;. my childhood friends, my friends from grade school, high school, college, work, and all over my entire 23 years of life, they all make me laugh, cry, be proud of who I am and what I can. They make me realize things that I sometimes don't even know about myself. It doesn't matter what we do or where we go for as long as it's with them. I'm so blessed to a have a really huge circle of friends. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Homemaking&lt;/strong&gt;. All of it, decorating, cleaning the house, scrubbing the walls, polishing the floor, sanitizing the bathroom, living in the kitchen, washing the dishes, organizing the closet, dusting the ceiling, taking care of my husband and child, etc, etc. I'm just one of those people who's into household chores since childhood so having a family on an early age was never a problem. I love it when I get my hands dirty and tired. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Cooking&lt;/strong&gt;. My family and friends can attest to this. I can prepare an entire full course for an occassion, I can cook for an entire day, I can cook all my life. This is one thing I can really do without feeling tired and sorry about, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Work&lt;/strong&gt;. The office is like my second home and the people are like my extended family. The friendship, the love and respect people around give me is just priceless. It's really an honor to have a mother image, being called "mommy" by more or less 100 people. My work just made me go back to my old achiever self again, made me realize that it is really more fulfilling to be more than just a plain housewife, and never regret any moment of it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Theatre and Music&lt;/strong&gt;. I just think that I am born to be on stage. To my former teachers and classmates, go tell them why. Hahahah! And if there's really one thing that people won't be able to take away from me, aside from my education, it's my talent. Being on stage with all the the lights, the lapel, the mic, the script, the role, the performance and everything, oh how I miss all of them ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Good Food/Drinks&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes, not just food but good food. From the amazing Chocolate Buffet at the Peninsula Manila, to the yummy buffet (breakfast, lunch and dinner) of Rafael's at the Holiday Inn Galleria, to pasta, pizza, calzone, anything grilled, Red Ribbon Ube Cake, Jamaican Beef Patties, Kenny Rogers Muffins, Dulcinea Churros, Yoshinoya, kebab, shawarma, palabok, french fries, fruit pies, cinnamon rolls, tacos, beef pares, muncher green peas ... ok, I can really go on ... hahahah! And again, from Strawberry w/Java Chips and Marshmallow Frappuccino, to Cinnamon Streusel Latte, to Melon Shake, to pure Orange Juice, Red Iced tea, Buko Pandan Juice, Frozen Margarita Lime, sub0, Nescafe Coffee, ice-cold water and a lot more ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;The NET&lt;/strong&gt;. Email, IM, bloggin', websites, online photo albums, online shopping, and anything we can basically do online except message boards, sorry. I'm just not into making and finding friends online, it's like announcing yourself anonymously. I use the net to keep in touch with family and friends, knowing that in a way I am close to them is more than just a pleasure for me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Shopping&lt;/strong&gt;. Whether it's in Power Plant, Greenbelt, Glorietta, Market!Market!, Robinsons, SM Department Store, SM Hypermarket, Shopwise, Greenhills, 168, Tutuban, Divisoria Mall, Muñoz Market, and any other Tiangges or Baranggay Bazaars, and even online, sale and good buys really make me love life more! ;-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;10.&lt;strong&gt;Life's Blessings&lt;/strong&gt;. God has been so good to us these past years. So I don't really have simple pleasures in life since everything that God is giving me are more that what I actually ask for, I always say that, I know. And altho I can really get everything I want when I want them, even for no reason at all, I choose not to. I would like to set an example to my daughter that happiness in life is not all about the things you can buy or get, it's all about how you were with other people, and how they see you as a person, which will reflect on the love and respect you will receive in return ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, I'm taggin': Dad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gsy36.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://iriscadiz.blogs.friendster.com/_iris_/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Iris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://joze.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Rochelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://franceskatrina.blogs.friendster.com/can_you_handle_it/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Ces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gothaleck.blogs.friendster.com/nagozu_aldean/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Aleck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://chinapolarbear.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexykerry.blogs.friendster.com/diary_of_a_drama_queen/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Karen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigail27.blogs.friendster.com/anything_goes/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Abbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sagittastar.blogs.friendster.com/irishcoffee/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Josie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And for those who wanted to answer as well, feel free to do so. Just leave the links of your blog on my comments box for me to see yours too!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy posting! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... Gwennie dear, I'm soooo sorry ... I just saw it last night. Anyways, homework done! =) ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-115404738792942948?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115404738792942948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=115404738792942948&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115404738792942948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115404738792942948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/07/homework.html' title='a homework!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-115393755580014663</id><published>2006-07-26T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:07.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Katie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;OMG! My favorite actress is the new face of (one of) my favorite line of clothing! WOW! I mean, I really can't explain how delighted I was when I saw her billboard a while ago ... haaaaaaaayyyyyy ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/191817536_739b69ef31_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Go Kate!&lt;br /&gt;I love your movies, I love your talent, and now, I love your style! =)&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/8721183-115393755580014663?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115393755580014663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=115393755580014663&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115393755580014663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115393755580014663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/07/go-katie.html' title='Go Katie!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-115377890732774682</id><published>2006-07-24T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:07.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me @ 23 ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a City Girl!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofgirlareyouquiz/city-girl.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whether you live in the city or not, you've got the heart of a city girl.&lt;br /&gt;You're up on the latest trends - what's hot in music, food, and fashion.&lt;br /&gt;And you love to be on the go. Your perfect day is filled with tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect guy is a city guy, so head to LA, NYC, Sydney, or London to find him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofgirlareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What Kind of Girl Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#ffdab9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Normal Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#ffe7d2;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/areyouagoodgirlorabadgirlquiz/normal-girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are 40% Good and 60% Bad&lt;br /&gt;Sure you've pulled some bad girl stunts in your past.&lt;br /&gt;But these days, you're (mostly) a good girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/areyouagoodgirlorabadgirlquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Are You a Good Girl or a Bad Girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Glam Sexy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofsexyareyouquiz/glam-sexy.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You live for flaunting your sexiness, and you totally work it.&lt;br /&gt;Why not? You've got the goods - you might as well use them.&lt;br /&gt;You're 100% woman, and you never go out without looking your best.&lt;br /&gt;After all, you never can tell when you might bump into Mr. Perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofsexyareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What Kind of Sexy Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Natural Beauty!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whattypeofbeautyareyouquiz/natural-beauty.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're the kind of beauty that every guy dreams about...&lt;br /&gt;One that looks good in the morning - without a stich of makeup&lt;br /&gt;That's doesn't mean you're a total hippie chic though&lt;br /&gt;You have style, but for you, style is effortless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whattypeofbeautyareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What Type of Beauty Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;People Envy Your Ingenuity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/ingenuity.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're a person with unique ideas, big plans, and a zany outlook on life. Many people look to you for inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;People envy your creativity and "who cares?" attitude. They feel very ordinary next to you - and they usually are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What Do People Envy About You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/8721183-115377890732774682?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115377890732774682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=115377890732774682&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115377890732774682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115377890732774682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/07/me-23.html' title='Me @ 23 ...'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-115363719433944224</id><published>2006-07-22T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:07.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Rainy Birthday to Me and My Daughter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another year has been, and at last, the birthday party that Carlo and I has been planning since last year has come to a success. Despite the rain and shine weather that day (literally guys, it will rain for about 10 minutes and shine for about an hour, then rain again, and so on), we have more than 50 guests and the kids really enjoyed themselves even if the place was actually wet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nianne really had a great time. This was actually the first time that we had a "real" children's party with all the food, balloons, games and goodies for her and now she wanted to have one annually, good luck! hahah! But of course, the best part of the party she enjoyed was opening all her presents. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would like to thank all the people who made this party a success. My mom-in-law who took care of the pasta we served, my mom who took care of the sorbetero which was enjoyed by all the young ones and the young once =), my mahal who actually served as my driver during the preparation and the host who took care of the guests and all their needs while I was busy with the kids and the games, my superYaya who is really wow, despite her petite body, I can't really think on where she actually got all her energy that day, running back and forth to the venue and our house, carrying all the food and stuff with her, &lt;em&gt;grabe&lt;/em&gt;! hahah, &lt;em&gt;nahawa na&lt;/em&gt; sa level ng energy &lt;em&gt;ko&lt;/em&gt;, hahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And of course thank you so much to all those kind people (together with their umbrellas, hahah) who attended despite the unpredictable weather, thank you so much guys. You made us realize how blessed we are having all of you as family and friends, thank you. We are just the luckiest family having a huge circle of friends with all of you on it, &lt;em&gt;salamat, salamat&lt;/em&gt;! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you as well to those who remembered and greeted me and my daughter that day. That altho you guys have your own busy lives, you wrote us, called us, IMd us, sent us cards, SMS, messages, testimonials, emails, etc., all of you really made this birthday celebration of ours complete, thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And of course, I would like to thank our God Almighty for giving me and our family a fruitful year. All the blessings he gave us has been more than what we actually asked for, he's really great. I know that the reason behind all the rain yesterday was because it's a sign that he was giving us a better year, hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haaaaaayyyyyy ... I can now sit down, take more sleep, get back to work and give time to myself now. Tho I wasn't even able to wear earings, I wasn't able to fix mine and Nianne's hair, I wasn't even able to wear the shoes I was planning to, my nails were done so I know, I looked good on my 23rd Birthday, hahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And to my daughter, who will together with my grandmother, Lola Yvonne (yes guys, all three of us have the same birthdate, it runs in the family as they say, hahah), forever share the same Birthdate Anniversary with me, I love you so much sweetie! I honestly don't mind sharing this big day, yearly with you, and I will never get tired of making you happy and giving you everything that your dad and I can, since you, in your own special and sometimes, unbelievable ways, always makes me and your dad smile, be proud that we have you as a daughter, and never regret any of the seven years that we have been with you. We love you so much and you'll always be our little princess ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Birthday to me and my daughter! And again, thank you so much everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 203px" height="428" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/78bb9adc.jpg" width="347" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember, after the party, mahal said ...&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;ang galing mo mahal, pwede ka na talaga magtayo ng events organization&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;hah hah hah hah!&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/8721183-115363719433944224?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115363719433944224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=115363719433944224&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115363719433944224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115363719433944224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-rainy-birthday-to-me-and-my.html' title='Happy Rainy Birthday to Me and My Daughter!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-115258974966660395</id><published>2006-07-10T20:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:07.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mahal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For all those times you stood by me&lt;br /&gt;For all the truth that you made me see&lt;br /&gt;For all the joy you brought to my life&lt;br /&gt;For all the wrong that you made right&lt;br /&gt;For every dream you made come true&lt;br /&gt;For all the love I found in you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be forever thankful baby&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who held me up&lt;br /&gt;Never let me fall&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who saw me through through it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me wings and made me fly&lt;br /&gt;You touched my hand I could touch the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I lost my faith, you gave it back to me&lt;br /&gt;You said no star was out of reach&lt;br /&gt;You stood by me and I stood tall&lt;br /&gt;I had your love I had it all&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for each day you gave me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't know that much&lt;br /&gt;But I know this much is true&lt;br /&gt;I was blessed because I was loved by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always there for me&lt;br /&gt;The tender wind that carried me&lt;br /&gt;A light in the dark shining your love into my life&lt;br /&gt;You've been my inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Through the lies you were the truth&lt;br /&gt;My world is a better place because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak&lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak&lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me&lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach&lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-115258974966660395?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115258974966660395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=115258974966660395&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115258974966660395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115258974966660395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-mahal_115258974966660395.html' title='Happy Birthday Mahal!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-115202445978611621</id><published>2006-07-04T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:06.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 things I want @ 23!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ha! Ha! Since my birthday is coming next week, and I've been pre-occupied with work and preparations for some events this month, like carlo's birthday, nianne's birthday, plans for our 2nd wedding anniversary and a lot more at the side, I just wanted to think about myself for a few hours and think of the things I actually want. We'll since I'm turning 23, here are 23 things I want for birthday... And altho I can technically get 'em all myself ... maybe I just wanted to give you guys an idea! hah hah hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, to my dad, mom, bro, family and friends from here and abroad who regularly reads my blog, you guys don't need to ask me anymore, they're all here ... well, almost! ;-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;(in no particular order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/spg.jsp?cc=ph&amp;lc=en&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;ver=4000&amp;template=pp1_1_1&amp;amp;zone=pp&amp;lm=pp1&amp;amp;pid=10235"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sony Ericsson Z800i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - since I just lost my lovely P910i two months ago ... I decided to just get this. The problem is, I can't find a brand new one, or even a second hand which is still in very good condition. So if there's anyone who can show me where to get one or buy me one, heheh, kidding! Just go tell me guys before I end up having the razr v3i (which is my second option) next month. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.samsung.com/ph/products/camcorder/digital/sc_m110s.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Samsung Digital Camcorder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (SC-M110S) - I love this one! It's small, light, and it's a video recorder, voice recorder, MP3 player, still photo camera, and web cam all in one! cool! ... dad ... if this ain't the one that you already got me, that's no problem ... hahah! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sony.com.ph/cyber-shot/detail.asp?product_id=533&amp;cat_id=1&amp;amp;subcat_id=1&amp;subcat2_id=0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sony Cyber-Shot Digital Still Camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (DSC-T7/S) - this is the coolest digital camera that I ever saw and held so far. 5.1mp is just enough for me, it's so thin that i can almost break it in half (hahah), and the screen size is just perfect, love it! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/macbook/macbook.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MAC G4 iBook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - I just hope that the 15" version of it is still available. I heard that MAC now only manufactures the 13' ones and it's black, I didn't like it. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yogaballet.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Yoga Booty Ballet Workout Program&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - since I miss dancing, I need some exciting exercise and I find belly dancing boring already, I really wanted to try this one. So if there's anyone who can tell me if there's some place where they offer this workout, or if you can enroll me &lt;em&gt;na rin&lt;/em&gt;, hahah! Or if you can get me the DVD set, mwah! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;6) DVDs - a dvd copy of any of my favorite movies which I do not have a copy of yet (titanic, armaggedon, legally blonde 1&amp;amp;2, charlie's angel's 1&amp;2, and I am Sam), or any of my favorite TV shows (season 2 of the following: desperate housewives, lost and prison break). I promise to lend them all to you after I finished watching 'em, and oh, pirated ones will do! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.summitmedia.com.ph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Magazine Subsciption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - One year (six months' fine :)) subscription for any of my favorite magazines: Good Housekeeping, Mega, and Preview Magazines. I got some of their old issues so in case you need them for reference, they're all open for everyone. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;8) Spa/Salon Packages - any spa or salon will do, I can try any treatment, I will surely appreciate any package. hahah! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maxfactor.cz/img/content/nailfinity.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Max Factor Nailfinity Nail Polish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - these are just the most gorgeous polishes ever landed to my nails. And since I only use either red, black or french tips, you can give me any of those colors (including the colorless) or the whole set. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;10) Muncher Greenpeas - yes, I always crave for these. I consider them as my healthy junk food. So if you can give me a supply of them, wow, that'll be a treat for Carlo and me! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;11) Potato Chips with Adobo Flakes from Top your Chips - they used to have a stall in SM North EDSA near the Cinemas on the food court side, but it's now replaced with some popsicle something ... I miss this ... I even go to the mall sometimes just to get them. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;12) Starbucks Glasses - the six-piece summer collection one. It comes in three colors, yellow, orange and green (I think), and they're all inside a plastic carry-bag. The last time I saw them was summer of last year and unfortunately, Carlo don't have any idea on when will they be available again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;13) &lt;a href="http://www.kyowa.com.ph/product-details.php?pID=171"&gt;Waffle Maker&lt;/a&gt; - Nianne, Carlo and I just love waffles! So now I wanted to learn and make one myself at home, you can be a part of it if you can get me this, heheh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;14) Personalized Charm Bracelet - I want a chain bracelet, with the letters of my name as it's charm: N-I-C-O-L-E. I saw one already, even with the same name, I just didn't know where that girl actually got it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;15) Magic Sing (international edition) - do I really need to say why? hahahah! However, the WOW Philippines Edition is just not for me, sorry. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;16) Foot Spa Device - I actually wear slippers 70% of the time, and I really think that my feet are just oh so exposed to all the stress, dirt and all. And since I have no time for foot spa sessions anymore (something I get for about once in three months &lt;em&gt;nalang&lt;/em&gt;, grrrrr) I would love to treat my feet for a spa whenever I feel like it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;17) GoodHousekeeping Cookbooks (volumes 1&amp;amp;2) - I failed to get a copy of these two. I remember that they only costs around Php150 each ... tsk tsk tsk ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;18) a Beige Low-cut boots - it should be beige, low-cut/ankle high, pointed, with about 3 inches heels. I seriously couldn't find one! Get me a 9 please. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;19) Guess Shirt - the most gorgeous shirt I saw in my entire life. which is of course, something that wasn't available locally. So cousins ... hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 96px; HEIGHT: 153px" height="411" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/11558669960950l.jpg" width="317" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;20) The devil wears Prada - I just think that this will be a book worth reading for. I'm curious about it so if there's anyone there who got one, can I borrow? Or since it's my big day, a pamana is much more like it! :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;21) a car - ok, I just realized that I got tired of the daily commuting drama. so, fine! I'll eat my words now, I no longer love commuting and I'm starting to hate it! the best solution is a kia picanto! :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;22) MYMP's cd - the two (or three, or whatever) disc package one. I just love their music!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;23) an electronic toothbrush - a nice, heavyduty, rechargeable electronic toothbrush! We already tried the once from watsons, nianne just broke it and it eats battery like there is no tomorrow! gosh! We just need one that's heavyduty and is NOT battery-operated. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, tho I got tons of things more in mind, I'm just turning 23 so 23 things should be enough for now, hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Call me pathetic, I don't care! It's my birthday, it's my blog, and I'm entitled for wishes. =) I'll post another wishlist after my birthday. And I promise to put "unpathetic" things this time. hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Super Goddess! mwah! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 156px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="430" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/ps_9.jpg" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(*_*)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-115202445978611621?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115202445978611621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=115202445978611621&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115202445978611621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115202445978611621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/07/23-things-i-want-23.html' title='23 things I want @ 23!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-115057071812421229</id><published>2006-06-17T11:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:06.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>knowing myself more</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a quiet, cold weekend again. So I tried to get to know myself more =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: black;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You Are A Good Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/good-friend.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're always willing to listen&lt;br /&gt;Or lend a shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;You're there through thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;Many people consider you their "best friend"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;What Kind of Friend Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: black;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You Are 80% Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howhappyareyouquiz/happy-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a very happy person. Generally, you&lt;br /&gt;feel content and that all is right with the world.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, you have a down day - but you have the ability to pick yourself right back up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhappyareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;How Happy Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: black;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Your Luck Quotient: 81%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howluckyareyouquiz/luck-5.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an extremely high luck quotient.&lt;br /&gt;Not only do you consider yourself lucky, probably everyone you know does too. But you're smart enough to know that you've mostly made your own luck. By being positive, open, and flexible, a lot of luck has come your way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howluckyareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;How Lucky Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: black;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All American Kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/all-american.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popular but not plastic. Athletic but not a jock. Smart but not a brain. You were well rounded and well liked in high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;Who Were You In High School?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-115057071812421229?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115057071812421229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=115057071812421229&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115057071812421229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/115057071812421229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/06/knowing-myself-more.html' title='knowing myself more'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-114985256381198826</id><published>2006-06-09T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:05.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you were to choose, would you rather stick to &lt;i&gt;The Habit&lt;/i&gt;, or go for &lt;i&gt;The Dream&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;changes ... changes ... I have to decide by Monday, help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-114985256381198826?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114985256381198826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=114985256381198826&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/114985256381198826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/114985256381198826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/06/goodbye.html' title='goodbye?!?'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-114943643461734039</id><published>2006-06-04T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:05.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we should have four kids!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joi and I took a cab home yesterday. It's Joi and Raymund's first wedding anniversary, and she was instructed by her dear baby to be home by 4am sharp, that's why. What's so funny about this ride is the driver. He was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kulit&lt;/span&gt;, telling me stories about him, his family and kids especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation started after dropping off Joi on their place, the driver asked me if I'm still single, and I told him, not anymore, I'm happily married blessed with an adorable daughter. He laughed and said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang hina naman ng darling mo&lt;/span&gt;!" hah hah hah! Then he said he have four kids, well, they're literally no longer kids since his eldest was 35, his second child is 33 and his twins (yes, the youngests are a twin) are 27. He said that he intially had a problem with his eldest son who was involved into drugs on his college years. Altho now he's ok, he doesn't have a job and his wife had to make a living for the family. Manong said he's so lucky to have such daughter-in-law, who has enough love for his son to tolerate such behavior. His second son was a good one. He's married now and is a regular employee of Citibank. The third son (one of the twins, and yes, it's a boy and girl twin guys =)) is doing good as well. He's with Tower Records (since he loves music so much) and is earning well for his family. His youngest (the other twin) which is a "she" is working as a Computer Tech in Taiwan right now. He is so proud of her, not just because she's the only one left single in the family, heheh, but because she's the most achiever among his four kids. Manong said that even if his eldest child is a failure (in his own ways), he still got the other three. So he told me, I should have four kids as well, it's an ideal count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stepped out of the cab and said goodbye to the manong, it made me stop and think for a moment. Sorry guys but I really can't imagine our life like: Carlo, me, Nianne and another one, two or three! We were so used to having, being and thinking of each other, when there was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; point that Carlo and I doesn't consider having another child anymore. Nianne is just so special. She was there when her dad and I started to live on our own. She was there when we struggled through life's challenges, as a parent, as teenagers, and as individual people. She was there as we grow up and achieve our goals. I really think that we might play favorites in the long run, whether it's for Nianne or the other. I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mybe the manong is right. Having four kids is a good idea, even two. I have read a lot of stuff about family issues and alike, and even according to my clan's own experience, it's better to have an even that an odd number to avoid the so called "middle child" between siblings. But for Carlo and I, we'll have a boy in three years time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's a boy, it'll definitely be: Carlo Wesley A. Cadiz Jr. =)&lt;br /&gt;And if it's a girl, it'll be: Naomi Charlize A. Cadiz, nice! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I had my interview for the Team Supervisor position, when I got home that day Carlo said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siguro naman pag na-promote ka na pwede na tayo mag-baby ulit noh&lt;/span&gt;" ... OMG!!! I really felt guilty! You mean all this time I was the one who wanted to put the "baby thing" aside for the mean time??? No way! hah hah hah!&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/8721183-114943643461734039?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114943643461734039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=114943643461734039&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/114943643461734039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/114943643461734039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-should-have-four-kids.html' title='we should have four kids!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-114744982173930875</id><published>2006-05-12T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:05.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;This summer, there are already two occassions that I really felt bad, stupid and sorry for myself. I hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around a couple of weeks ago, I almost lost my ATM card on a China Bank ATM machine near our place. That night (or should I say morning), Carlo fetched me at the office at around 3am. We headed home and dropped by the bank to check for salary. When I got the receipt and saw my current balance, I left the machine, got back the car and went home. Yes, the ATM card was left at the machine, and since the program is still asking "Do you want another transaction", there was no buzzer to remind me about the left card. That day, I did my regular routine of catching sleep, cooking, prepared Carlo's pack lunch, did a little reading with Nianne,  and went off for work. When I got to the the train station, I opened my wallet and saw that something was missing, a red card that is usually the third on the arrangement, that's when I realized that it was missing, and thought of the possibility that it might have been left at the machine I last went that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing that Carlo was assigned at Starbucks Congressional Avenue, near our place, and near to where I currently am, the train station. I was trying to reach him while I was on my way to their store. I told him the problem and said that we need to rush to the bank and hope for good news. When I got to their store, he adviced me to first check the car for the possibility that the card might be dropped inside, but it really wasn't, I knew it really wasn't. So he took his 15 minute break and we headed to the bank which was just about 2 blocks away. We got there around past 5pm, it's a good thing that there was an ongoing party since iT's the birthday of an employees. I asked the guard on duty and explained to them what my current scenario is. The guard consulted their manager and found out that my card was recoved by the guard on duty that morning. God Bless Him! I submitted all of the identification cards I have with me, just to prove to them that I really do own the card. Then they let me in, had a little talk with the manager, signed some log book and got my card back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that "manong" who is the most honest person I've encountered so far, thank you very much po! May God Bless you and your family. Despite the fact that he could've just used the card (since the pin was already entered to begin with) for any personal reason, he still stood behind his honesty and principle. I salute you sir! I felt bad that I wasn't even able to meet you and thank you personally, but either way, you will always be with my prayers and that good deed of yours is something that me and my family will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this morning, just around a couple of hours before my shift ends, my cell phone was stolen. Yes guys, the phone which I just purchased on January 2, 2006, used for barely four months is no longer with me. I remember that it was my last break for the shift, around 1am, I left my phone, together with my bag and wallet (as I always do) at the left side of the computer monitor on my workstation. I stood up, pushed my chair back and had a little glimpse towards my phone and to where it's at. I then realized that maybe, that was the last time I saw my phone, a glimpse which simply means goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my break, I, personally didn't notice anyone or anything unusual on my station, or maybe because I really wasn't looking. When I got back after my break, I didn't know it yet, or should I say, I really don't know if the phone was still there, until I remember to check on any messages or missed calls, and saw JUST my wallet. I checked on my bag, the phone was not there either. The first thing that came to my mind, is that maybe, one of my friends just made fun of me, kept my phone to scare me and all, I was wrong. It was really missing, It was really stolen. I still try to think that I can still find it. We tried calling it, but all we hear is a busy tone. We digged all over each other's workstations and stuff, nothing was found. We informed the security department of the incedent, and they immediately conducted a search among belongings and amoung us, still, negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole time I was able to compose myself just to avoid making a scene at everybody's expense, it's my fault afterall. But when I got home, Carlo was on the living room waiting for me, and sincerely listened to my story and all, I wasn't able to help it, I broke down and cry, it was the first time since the incedent happened that I felt good when he comforted me. I then realized how much of a loss it really is. I realized that there's really nothing more I could hope for, it's a freakin' mobile phone you can dispatch in minutes. And more, it's a Sony Ericsson P910i for pete's sake! Who wouldn't want that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so disappointing that I lost the phone that easily, without even being able to fight for it. I really feel so bad becase one, the money I used to buy the said phone is money from sleepless nights, thousands of phone calls and unquestionable hard work! Two, I have been using that cell phone number for two years now. Three, there are more or less two hundred contacts listed on my phonebook, which I really can't think of the most effective way to start gathering them again. Four, I have around 1000+ sms saved on my inbox, plus some pictures, and video which I know, is now impossible to retrieve. Five, I lost tons of important information such as passwords, confirmation/reference numbers, reminders, to-do lists, my calendar and everything on it! And above all, I lost something which is really so helpful to me and my super busy life. It's more than just a PDA phone as I always say, it's a Smart Phone! It got all the features I could ask for a phone, and even more. It has everything I have in virtual format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that in life, you really can't have the best of both worlds. Once you thought that you already have everything you could ask for, God will give you such challenges where you would feel that you can't pick up yourself anymore and move on. For the past few years, He have been giving us continuous blessings left and right, it's just now that I was, again given something that will make me feel extremely sad and cry myself to sleep. I know that some of you may say that I'm over-reacting, but guys, I don't deserve this. I have been good towards everybody in the office, they even see me as a mother of the team and calls me mommy. I never had any cold blood with anybody and never had any issues whatsoever. I am a good christian. I don't envy anyone, I don't consider anybody an enemy, and I really can't remember an incedent wherein I actually hurt someone or something, for me to be punished of such thing. I really can't understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to you who I consider family and trusted so much for the past two years, Good Luck! I am sure that God will definitely do the work for me. Enjoy the phone, I hope you can take good care of it the way I did. And in case there's anymore conscience left on your soul, you can still give it back anytime! Or if it's not too much to ask, will you please send me all of my stored information on the phone like contacts, passwords, etc. My email address is listed there as well. If you want, I can even exchange the whole complete package that comes with the phone directly from it's box and give it to you, seriously. I just really need to have all those information back badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've written a lot again. I know that it's summertime and we're all having fun and all but I just need to vent this out. I'll write something light and fun, something about our summer escapades and stuff when I got back on shape. For now, I'll first try to catch my breath and wipe the tears.&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/8721183-114744982173930875?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114744982173930875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=114744982173930875&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/114744982173930875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/114744982173930875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-me.html' title='Why Me?'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-114525391247071936</id><published>2006-04-16T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:04.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not visible</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I might not be able to update my blogger as much as I do for my Friendster blog for some restriction issues ... Well, we are using Maxthon Browser in the office (the latest version of MyIE) and blogger just won't work properly on it. So for the meantime, check my friendster blog for updates, news, happenings and stuff ... take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.blogs.friendster.com/whatever_in_friendster/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://nicoledgoddess.blogs.friendster.com/whatever_in_friendster/&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/8721183-114525391247071936?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114525391247071936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=114525391247071936&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/114525391247071936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/114525391247071936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/04/not-visible.html' title='not visible'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-114510103530898386</id><published>2006-04-15T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:04.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img height="30" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/logo-whitebg.gif" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Two years ago when I started working ... my colleagues kept on asking me if I have a Friendster account. Well, I've heard about the said network since 2003, but since I was just so busy with college and taking care of my Carlo and Nianne, I was not a member until April 15, 2004.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my officemates, Baby Manahan, sent me an invitation to join Friendster on March of 2004 and I decided to open an account a month after that. I have learned and discovered a lot of things then. I didn't met people and make friends thru it, since all of the people on my friends list are people that I really know and am acquainted with. I was able to learn about these people's favorites and interests, and discover a lot more stuff that were usually not being discussed, or were never known between us and our friendships. I was able to get in touch with old friends I've never seen for a decade now (friends from Grade School), and realized that me and my "ex" can still be friends even through this simple deed of having each other as a friendster! ... hah hah hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;For some of the others, friendster is just one of those things they do and surf online. But for me, it's been a great bridge to connect to people I know and know them better. I've been with friendster for two years now, and no matter how much pictures they allow you to have, now matter how many times they change their theme, and no matter how many upgrades and updates they'll have in the future, I am here to stay. Happy 2nd Anniversary my friendster! (^_^)&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/8721183-114510103530898386?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114510103530898386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=114510103530898386&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/114510103530898386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/114510103530898386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/04/two-years-ago-when-i-started-working.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-114492897515845412</id><published>2006-04-12T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:04.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lat month ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;I really am so &lt;i&gt;tamad&lt;/i&gt; to update my&lt;br /&gt;blog lately. Maybe it's just because of the unbelievable heat which results to&lt;br /&gt;sleepless &amp;quot;days&amp;quot; that even the air conditioner can't fight the&lt;br /&gt;striking light of the sun. Or maybe just because I am really hating my new work&lt;br /&gt;schedule so much that I can't make myself focus and write ... haaaayyy ... it's&lt;br /&gt;been some time since I last posted and the first paragraph of this is all about&lt;br /&gt;ranting ... not good! hah hah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;Anyways, last month was all about&lt;br /&gt;celebration. Some of our family and friends has graduated, while here at work,&lt;br /&gt;we celebrated our second anniversary and was awarded as the Call Center of the&lt;br /&gt;Year for 2005! Kudos for all the hard work, overtime, sleepless nights and all&lt;br /&gt;that we all have contributed for this success. Everybody sure deserve it! Good&lt;br /&gt;luck for next year. (*_*)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="3" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EarthLink Manila - Call&lt;br /&gt;Center of the Year (2005) Victory Party&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2" color="#800080"&gt;March 12, 2006&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coco Cobanna Grill, Rockwell, Makati&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/ev3.jpg" width="300" height="223"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ally, joi, me and my cowboy hat =)&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;Ok, don't get me wrong. We&lt;br /&gt;were not awarded as &amp;quot;Call Center of the year&amp;quot; amongst all of the Call&lt;br /&gt;Centers here in our country, no. We are awarded as the Call Center of the year,&lt;br /&gt;amongst all of the Call Centers all over the world who handles &lt;font color="#800080"&gt;EarthLink&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accounts. (for those who are not with the call center industry, sorry for the&lt;br /&gt;terms, just email me, or post your questions on the comments part, hahah!). And&lt;br /&gt;among all of them, &lt;font color="#800080"&gt;PeopleSupport/EarthLink Manila &lt;/font&gt;won&lt;br /&gt;the prestigious award. Because of this, &lt;font color="#800080"&gt;EarthLink&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;management was just oh so kind enough to throw a party for us, the people behind&lt;br /&gt;the success, in celebration and in gratitude for all the hard work we've shared.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;We arrived at the place&lt;br /&gt;around 8pm, and as usual, our team was the first few people who arrived at the&lt;br /&gt;place. There wasn't any formal program at all, but food and drinks are&lt;br /&gt;everywhere. Since Joi had a shift that night, we had to leave by 11pm. That was&lt;br /&gt;after having &lt;i&gt;crispy pata&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;calamares&lt;/i&gt;, cheesesticks with wasabe&lt;br /&gt;sause, sizzling prawns, &lt;i&gt;sisig&lt;/i&gt;, and a glass of Frozen Margarita Lime.&lt;br /&gt;(^_^)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;Again, my Congratulations to&lt;br /&gt;us, &lt;font color="#800080"&gt;EarthLink Manila&lt;/font&gt; for everything we've done for&lt;br /&gt;the team and it's success, keep up the good work!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="3" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EarthLink&lt;br /&gt;WebHosting Team 2nd Anniversary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2" color="#800080"&gt;March 25, 2006&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carafe, Splendido Suites&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/56139adc.jpg" width="160" height="120"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/f2f43f35.jpg" width="160" height="120"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/bfccf80f.jpg" width="160" height="120"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/3cd0d7d7.jpg" width="160" height="120"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="1"&gt;1-me, joi and rye (lasing na, hahah) 2-The&lt;br /&gt;Var! 3-gwen, joi and me 4-the newest batch, Batch 14!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;The party was held on a&lt;br /&gt;little bar/cafe at the ground floor of Splendido Suites in Makati. When we&lt;br /&gt;arrived, I really thought that the venue wasn't nice until we got to the private&lt;br /&gt;function area that the team had rented for the event. It was really cool! It got&lt;br /&gt;literally everything that the team wanted for a &amp;quot;real&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;party/celebration, after all, we deserve all of it, hahah! The room has a bar, a&lt;br /&gt;stage, a &lt;i&gt;videoke&lt;/i&gt; area, some couch, chairs and tables to make us&lt;br /&gt;comfortable, a DJ booth and restrooms, all on the same room! We all loved it!&lt;br /&gt;The stage was perfect for the program we had (kudos to &lt;font color="#800080"&gt;Kiko&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;font color="#800080"&gt;Joel&lt;/font&gt; for doing a great job as hosts, you two&lt;br /&gt;have a future believe me, hahah!). The entire place was just enough for everyone&lt;br /&gt;to sit and enjoy their drinks and meal, and the &lt;i&gt;videoke&lt;/i&gt; room was just the&lt;br /&gt;best! hahahah! We were all able to sing our heart out and try to beat each other&lt;br /&gt;on high notes and scores! The food was nice too. Although it's just unusual that&lt;br /&gt;everyone thinks that all the food were spicy except from the rice, hahah! All in&lt;br /&gt;all, the party was the best party (so far) the team has ever attended. And to&lt;br /&gt;the management, especially to &lt;font color="#800080"&gt;Myke Solis&lt;/font&gt; who was&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;i&gt;punong abala&lt;/i&gt; for all these, I salute you guys! &lt;i&gt;Sana ganito lagi&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;And to the rest of the team,&lt;br /&gt;it's been two years, yes. Two years of working, being employed, paying taxes and&lt;br /&gt;sleeping during the day. Two years of friendship, laughter, tears, hello's and&lt;br /&gt;goodbye's, two years of being together. I feel so blessed that the Lord made it&lt;br /&gt;possible for me to meet and be with all of them, all of you guys. You were no&lt;br /&gt;longer JUST my colleagues, you are my friends, friends that I wish I've met&lt;br /&gt;earlier in my life. We have come a long way already. Seeing how much our client&lt;br /&gt;have given us all the work, the entire account, the trust, nothing compares to&lt;br /&gt;the talent every single &lt;i&gt;eRep&lt;/i&gt; have and shared. Thank you for hanging on,&lt;br /&gt;thank you for always being there, thank you for all the love and respect you&lt;br /&gt;guys have for me, you're mommy (^_^). Thank you for always making me feel so&lt;br /&gt;secure at work, for making me feel special and important for the team, and for&lt;br /&gt;making me a part of each and everyone's lives. I love you guys! Mommy will&lt;br /&gt;always be here for you. mwah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="3" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Iris'&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Lunch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;March 31, 2006&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aristocrat Restaurant&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/i1.jpg" width="120" height="160"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/i2.jpg" width="160" height="120"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/i3.jpg" width="120" height="160"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="1"&gt;1-Iris, the graduate&amp;nbsp; 2-the family&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;3-the graduate with her proud brother and adorable niece (^_^)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;My sister-in-law, Iris, graduated&lt;br /&gt;a degree on Bachelor of Science in Nursing last March 31st. We really felt bad&lt;br /&gt;upon finding out that we can't attend the graduation rites since there were only&lt;br /&gt;two seats available per graduate. Her boyfriend was even left waiting outside of&lt;br /&gt;the PICC, sad. Anyways, The program itself started around 7 in the morning. Iris&lt;br /&gt;was, unfortunately, late so she wasn't able to join the march. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;It&lt;br /&gt;lasted for about four hours, and just when the program was about to end, my&lt;br /&gt;mom-in-law called us and asked us to follow them at the Aristocrat Resto' for&lt;br /&gt;Iris' Graduation lunch so we did. We arrived at the place around past 12 noon,&lt;br /&gt;and it's just annoying that the sun is so up and hot outside, while it's kind of&lt;br /&gt;freezing inside the place. It's a good thing that food was served right away so&lt;br /&gt;Carlo didn't complain at all, hahah! We were done eating after an hour and a&lt;br /&gt;half, just took some photos and asked some help from the waiters who, obviously,&lt;br /&gt;are not ok with the fact that they have to take pictures of some of the&lt;br /&gt;graduates and their family, the quality of the middle picture above is a proof,&lt;br /&gt;sorry. All in all, the lunch just went fine, it's just that Christopher (their&lt;br /&gt;elder bro) and his family wasn't able to make it, anyways, there's always a next&lt;br /&gt;time. =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;And to my dearest/one and&lt;br /&gt;only sister in-law, Congratulations to you dear, we've already said it and I'll&lt;br /&gt;tell you again, We are sooo proud of you. Nursing is a tough course and&lt;br /&gt;finishing college itself is a tough challenge but you made it. Good luck on your&lt;br /&gt;upcoming board exams, enjoy all those series that I have been lending you, and&lt;br /&gt;drive safely, I'll show you how to park back ways next time. hahahah! luv yah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="3" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kevin's&lt;br /&gt;Graduation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;April 1, 2006&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RMCHS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/k1.jpg" width="160" height="120"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/eb5474f2.jpg" width="120" height="160"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/k3.jpg" width="160" height="120"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="1"&gt;1-the honors and their medals 2-kevin and&lt;br /&gt;mama with Mayor Belmonte 3-the graduate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;My brother dear Kevin said&lt;br /&gt;goodbye and thank you to High School last April the 1st. And although he made me&lt;br /&gt;an official photographer for the event and took 50 photos all in all, I didn't&lt;br /&gt;mind, to think that my brother really made us proud. He was awarded 10th&lt;br /&gt;honorable mention, and 7 other special awards, out of 1,500+ students in their&lt;br /&gt;school. That day was really special for him. It's just so unusual that he was so&lt;br /&gt;happy, happy enough not to think that it's basically the last day that he and&lt;br /&gt;his classmates/schoolmates will be on the same ground, their school. I can see&lt;br /&gt;that he got tons of friends as well, and like me, he was as well considered&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;popular&amp;quot; in school since left and right, he says hi and take pictures&lt;br /&gt;with them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;The program started around&lt;br /&gt;2pm. The honors and their parents/companions are required to march down the&lt;br /&gt;aisle one by one so we did. The opening remarks delivered by the Salutatorian&lt;br /&gt;was really great, I loved it, I was asking for a copy of the said speech and&lt;br /&gt;will definitely blog that soon for everyone to see. =) Congresswoman Nanette&lt;br /&gt;Castello-Daza was there and gave a message, as well as Hon. Mayor Feliciano&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Sonny&amp;quot; Belmonte (guys, I got a chance to shake his hands twice, hahah!&lt;br /&gt;pathetic me!) and he seems so nice and simple. I'm not really into politics, but&lt;br /&gt;after that day, I realized that I like him ... hahah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;After calling out the names&lt;br /&gt;of the graduates, after all the awards has been given, they ended the day with&lt;br /&gt;the graduation song, and after that, they played the traditional &amp;quot;farewell&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;song, and you may laugh at me, but I actually cried. I just realized that high&lt;br /&gt;school was really the best part of a person's lifetime. These are the years&lt;br /&gt;where you'll basically learn everything in life. This is the time where you meet&lt;br /&gt;friends that will be with you forever. I am just so happy for my brother for&lt;br /&gt;having a great high school life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;To all of the graduates of&lt;br /&gt;RMCHS, whether you're with the DOST or not, congratulations to all of you and&lt;br /&gt;may you have a successful life ahead. To my brother, good luck to you too and I&lt;br /&gt;love you soooo much!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080" size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kevin's&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Dinner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 1, 2006&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dencio's&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/d1.jpg" width="160" height="120"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/d2.jpg" width="160" height="120"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/d3.jpg" width="160" height="120"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/d4.jpg" width="160" height="120"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-kevin and me&amp;nbsp; 2-kevin and nianne&amp;nbsp; 3-kevin and mama&amp;nbsp; 4-mahal,&lt;br /&gt;nianne and me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;Right after the graduation we&lt;br /&gt;were all starving already, hahah! And since Carlo is so curious about Dencio's&lt;br /&gt;Sisig, we went there and had dinner. I love dining at Dencio's, aside from the&lt;br /&gt;known fact that their food is good, they got reasonable prices as well. So&lt;br /&gt;there, we had some Tanigue, Crispy Pata, Talong Chips (my favorite), Sisig and a&lt;br /&gt;fruit platter for dessert. We bought home pasta for my lolo, aunt, and the house helps.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;By the way, in case you'll be&lt;br /&gt;dining at Dencio's and you got a Metrobank Credit Card, use it and get a free&lt;br /&gt;sisig! (&amp;quot;,)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080" size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Mommy Edith !!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2, 2006&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring Deer Seafood Restaurant&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/m3.jpg" width="160" height="120"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/m2.jpg" width="120" height="160"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/m1.jpg" width="160" height="120"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="1"&gt;1- angel, pepper and rose&amp;nbsp; 2-nianne,&lt;br /&gt;mahal and aunt marie at the back&amp;nbsp; 3-iris, mommy, and some friends&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;My mom-in-law celebrated her&lt;br /&gt;birthday with a huge lunch meal served for the entire family and some friends at&lt;br /&gt;Spring Deer in Timog, Q.C. Her age is something we can consider a secret for&lt;br /&gt;now, hahah! nah ... the truth is, we're not really sure. Iris and I even debated&lt;br /&gt;on how old she really is later that day but wasn't able to get the right info in&lt;br /&gt;the end. =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;The food at the said resto&lt;br /&gt;was just yum! Imagine seafood cooked in a little bit of eccentric way. Carlo&lt;br /&gt;just loved the prawns wrapped on some special breading with a sauce that is made&lt;br /&gt;out of milk and spices, cool! I felt bad that I really wasn't able to enjoy the&lt;br /&gt;food that much (I wasn't even able to order a nice drink *sigh) just because the&lt;br /&gt;whole time, I was worried about the other lunch celebration we were invited to,&lt;br /&gt;where of course, we weren't able to come.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;To our dear mommy, Happy&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you. We know that you'll have many more birthdays to come so&lt;br /&gt;for now, we just wish you more happiness and security all for the coming years.&lt;br /&gt;We'll always be here for you and we love you so much. Thanks for everything.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;Well, that's it for now guys.&lt;br /&gt;I still have tons of planning to do, since it's summer time and we had to go to&lt;br /&gt;some places with some family and friends. And just because Nianne's 7th birthday&lt;br /&gt;bash is two months from now, I got to finalize things before it's too late&lt;br /&gt;(&amp;quot;,) Anyways, for more pictures of the events mentioned above, &lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com/photos"&gt;click&lt;br /&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;....&amp;nbsp; See you at the beach! (*_*)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-114492897515845412?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114492897515845412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=114492897515845412&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/114492897515845412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/114492897515845412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/04/lat-month.html' title='lat month ...'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113518029519762937</id><published>2006-02-07T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:03.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;ok ... this post is&lt;br /&gt;really/extremely/super late ... hahah ... since the christmas season gave me a&lt;br /&gt;tight sched, considering that i was even sick the whole christmas week until new&lt;br /&gt;year ... i just simply wasn't able to force myself and finish this post.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;oh well here it is ...&lt;br /&gt;what i've basically done ... but not all of it ... the christmas season ... =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: #cc33cc"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Starbucks Team Commonwealth Christmas Party&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 16, 2005&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;Giligans, QC&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/DSC00323.jpg" width="407" height="296"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;clockwise from left:&lt;br /&gt;jackie, irene, kat, che, ayen, elaine, vanessa, clark, mark, &lt;em&gt;my carlo&lt;/em&gt; and marvin&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more pictures, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com/photos/album/16"&gt;click here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc; font-family: Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Party with Friends @ our place&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 17, 2005&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our place&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/Dsc00428.jpg" width="419" height="297"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, kris, arah, sander, bry, and my carlo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more pictures, &lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com/photos/album/23"&gt;&lt;i&gt;click&lt;br /&gt;here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;it was just a simple dinner get together with some of our friends (who were able to manage to come that night, hahah!). it's just sad that some of our friends got other engagements that night like another party or work, so just few of our friends are present there.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;it's potluck so everybody got some food to share for everybody. it's just so funny that chicken of two forms were present, we got roasted and fried, hahah. i cooked some beef with mushroom and&lt;br /&gt;of course we hosted the rice. wacks and cess brought roasted chicken while the others brought kfc and a chocolate cake from goldilocks.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;we had dinner, shared stories and laughed on some old memories we all have. we just wish we could do this more often guys ... we miss you!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc; font-family: Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PeopleSupport Christmas Party 2005&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play Underground, P3 PowerPlant Mall, Rockwell&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 18, 2005&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/927a.jpg" width="397" height="296" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PeopleSupport Christmas Party 2005, Play Underground, PowerPlant Mall Rockwell&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more pictures, &lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com/photos/album/20"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;the party formally started at 6pm but i arrived at the place around past 8. the place was cool but i really don't think it fits for a company christmas party but atleast, people had fun! (well, peoplesupport is always unique that's why ... hahah ...) people can do wall climbing; the grand finals for our company's own "PeopleSupport iDoL" was held; laptops, ipods and digital cameras were given out at the raffle; heavy cocktail was served by Seafood Club (Red Crab) and Heaven n' Eggs; the PS Dance Club showed some dance moves ... etc ... etc ...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;it's just too bad that our team didn't enjoy the "standing/crowded party" that much so we just decided to go some place else ... heheh ... brats!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc; font-family: Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WebHosting Team's Christmas Party &amp;quot;kinda&amp;quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 18, 2005&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratsky's Malate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;right after the company christmas party at rockwell, the team decided to go someplace else and enjoy a party of our own. we went to Ratsky's Malate and partied the whole night long.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;a band named S.P.I. was in-charge that night at it was sooo cool! our colleagues &lt;em&gt;car&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;kiko&lt;/em&gt; even got a chance to sing on stage! (&lt;em&gt;click on their names to see the video!&lt;/em&gt;) we were on the dance floor for about three hours ... imagine that i had to remove my heels ... hahah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 290px; HEIGHT: 190px" height="190" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/ps%20christmas%20party/6cbf.jpg" width="378" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and joi just had to took a picture of it ... hahah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all ... we had a great time ... we just hope we could do this more often ... really...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/ps%20christmas%20party/24b1.jpg" width="389" height="291" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kabay, isay, me, sybil, kiko and joi's hairdo, hahah!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;for more pictures, &lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com/photos/album/21"&gt;&lt;i&gt;click here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc; font-family: Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nianne's&lt;br /&gt;Class Christmas Party @ School&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 21, 2005&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siena College, Q.C.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/Dsc00482.jpg" width="430" height="315"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;nianne with some of her classmates and Teacher Nida&lt;br /&gt;Cruz|&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more pictures, &lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com/photos/album/24"&gt;&lt;i&gt;click&lt;br /&gt;here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the party was just held at their classrooms, pupils are all in their best&lt;br /&gt;party-casual dresses and are all looking sooo cute. the food is pot luck, so&lt;br /&gt;everyone brought a food to share with their classmates. there were a lot of&lt;br /&gt;food. enough to even feed all the children under Siena's foundation/program ...&lt;br /&gt;whatever you call it. hahah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;the children presented&lt;br /&gt;three dance numbers, and played some parlor games at the party. candies and&lt;br /&gt;chocolates were given away as prizes for the winners. the kids really had a&lt;br /&gt;great time. and even if it was just a simple gathering to celebrate christmas&lt;br /&gt;together, their way, the spirit of the christmas vacation and the gifts are the&lt;br /&gt;most that they loved. =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc; font-family: Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Merry&lt;br /&gt;Christmas !!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS"&gt;Our&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#FF00FF" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;the 23rd&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;before having to&lt;br /&gt;celebrate christmas with my family, me, joi and mic had breakfast at starbucks a&lt;br /&gt;couple of days before christmas, december 23. that served as a simple christmas&lt;br /&gt;celebration for the three of us who had been great friends in the office for a&lt;br /&gt;while now. these two people has been my great buddies, thanks guys ... i love&lt;br /&gt;you both!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/5.jpg" width="413" height="312"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;joi and me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more pictures, &lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com/photos/album/22"&gt;&lt;i&gt;click&lt;br /&gt;here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#FF00FF" size="2"&gt;the 24th&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;on the christmas eve, we&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at my mom's place around 8pm. a simple dinner get together with me,&lt;br /&gt;carlo, nianne, my mom, my brother kevin and my sister alexa. we exchanged gifts&lt;br /&gt;afterwards and my mom just loved the starbucks planner we gave her! my sister&lt;br /&gt;was so happy with her set of hair accessories, and a pink hello kitty bag&lt;br /&gt;personally picked by nianne. we were all laughing about how huge my brother's&lt;br /&gt;feet are, thinking that the bench slippers i gave him was sized 12! the biggest!&lt;br /&gt;hahah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;even if me and my family&lt;br /&gt;just went through a lot throught the years ... i love them ... and we're still&lt;br /&gt;here, happy ... together ...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/simplyus.jpg" width="415" height="312"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;me, kevin (my brother), mom, nianne, carlo&lt;br /&gt;and diana (my sister)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;after having dinner at my&lt;br /&gt;mom's place, we went to my in-laws house and spent christmas eve there as usual.&lt;br /&gt;we wasn't able to attend mass before midnight since the amount of people at the&lt;br /&gt;church where enough for us not to be able to get inside.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;we had dinner again and&lt;br /&gt;exchanged gifts around midnight. the kids were all excited about their presents&lt;br /&gt;while the rest of us were just surprised of the gifts we received. the simple&lt;br /&gt;celebration we had ended around 2am. we went home and slept with happy hearts&lt;br /&gt;who felt the real meaning of christmas. =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2" color="#FF00FF"&gt;the 25th&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;we spent the whole&lt;br /&gt;christmas day with my aladin family at my lolo's place. we had lunch there and&lt;br /&gt;some of our relatives and family friends were there as well. unfortunately we&lt;br /&gt;didn't had much fun since my lolo during that time was still ill. it's a good&lt;br /&gt;thing he was still able to manage to east with us at the dining table despite&lt;br /&gt;his condition.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;my dad called us from&lt;br /&gt;saudi, as well as tito jesse from australia. christmas would be better if they&lt;br /&gt;were here i know, but atleast we get to celebrate with them still, even just for&lt;br /&gt;a little of time.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;after dinner, we went back&lt;br /&gt;to my in-laws house to check on our friends waiting for us there. we had a&lt;br /&gt;little exchange gift for the kids, since albert's daughter was there as well.&lt;br /&gt;the kids are really enjoying their gifts and all!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/Dsc00491.jpg" width="460" height="344"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;ralph, angel, nianne and lalaine&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2" color="#FF00FF"&gt;the 29th&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;we had lunch at tita&lt;br /&gt;imelda's place on the 29th. tita imelda is actually one of our ninangs on our&lt;br /&gt;wedding. we even call his husband now &amp;quot;Attorney Ninong&amp;quot; hahah! the&lt;br /&gt;food was really good, personally prepared by tita mel as usual. i actually&lt;br /&gt;thought that they have hired a caterer since the dining area has this long&lt;br /&gt;table, simply decorated with a nice cloth and the food were all served on nice&lt;br /&gt;stainless dishes which all looked nice.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;i'm so excited about the&lt;br /&gt;upcoming family reunion, which will again be held at their home. tita mel just&lt;br /&gt;makes a perfect homamaker! =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc; font-family: Trebuchet MS"&gt;Happy&lt;br /&gt;New 2006 !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS"&gt;how we&lt;br /&gt;celebrated the new year ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;we first had a simple&lt;br /&gt;dinner at my mom's place before new year's eve. then we spent new year's eve&lt;br /&gt;with my in-laws at their place like we used to. fireworks are all over the&lt;br /&gt;place. everyone just played with them for about three hours. food were&lt;br /&gt;overflowing. as the tradition goes, the table should filled with food, all&lt;br /&gt;lights should be open, kids should jump by midnight ... all of those were&lt;br /&gt;actually being practiced by the family, every year, ever since. but what we&lt;br /&gt;enjoy most during occasions like these, is the bond that the family share and&lt;br /&gt;the happiness that the new year just brought ...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/Dsc00497.jpg" width="252" height="296"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/Dsc00525.jpg" width="374" height="297"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;1) nianne with her ninang iris and daddy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) nianne with her ate angel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;the next day, new year's&lt;br /&gt;day, we first had lunch at my lolo's place with some relatives and friends,&lt;br /&gt;while we had dinner at our Auntie-Ninang Lizzie's place in lagro. we wasn't able&lt;br /&gt;to attend her christmas party last december the 23rd so we made sure we made it&lt;br /&gt;this time. the food was prepared by her family and the party was hosted at their&lt;br /&gt;lovely home. the guest enjoyed some drinks, especially singing on the videoke&lt;br /&gt;machine ... hahah ... here are some photos taken at the party ...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/happynewyear.jpg" width="260" height="340"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/Dsc00530.jpg" width="261" height="342"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;1) me and mahal&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) angel and lorraine ... tripping! =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more pictures for the holidays, &lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com/photos/album/26"&gt;&lt;i&gt;click&lt;br /&gt;here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="2"&gt;another year has been for&lt;br /&gt;us everyone. and whatever it is that awaits us this coming year, i wish you all&lt;br /&gt;good health, security and happiness, not just through the year but through the&lt;br /&gt;rest of our lives. have a prosperous new year everyone! may God bless you and&lt;br /&gt;your family ... always. (&amp;quot;.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-113518029519762937?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113518029519762937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113518029519762937&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113518029519762937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113518029519762937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/02/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year !!!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/ps%20christmas%20party/th_6cbf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113926054543348595</id><published>2006-02-06T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:04.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Chronicles&lt;br /&gt;of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="1"&gt;Another fantasy movie&lt;br /&gt;based on a book ... series of books actually. The lion the witch and the&lt;br /&gt;wardrobe is the first book of Narnia (that's according to my bookworm friend joi=)).&lt;br /&gt;And although as I've always say, I am not a fan of reading books, neither a fan&lt;br /&gt;of any of these fantasy flicks, but I did saw the movie just because it's a&lt;br /&gt;night out with some dear friends, hahah! It's a good thing Nianne loved the&lt;br /&gt;movie so that's fine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's me, Nianne, Wacks, Ces, Joi and Joe, at the PowerPlant Mall in Rockwell,&lt;br /&gt;last full show, around 10pm last January the 15th. I really expected that the&lt;br /&gt;movie would be boring and all that ... same as the &amp;quot;no climax - no&lt;br /&gt;ending&amp;quot; drama Harry Potter Movies has ... I was wrong.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/60DE0005.jpg" width="239" height="179"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/60DE0003.jpg" width="237" height="180"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="1"&gt;Narnia is different. It&lt;br /&gt;gave me the origin, the reason, the climax, the ending. I totally got the&lt;br /&gt;concept and it was well done. Nianne was actually planning to just sleep at my&lt;br /&gt;lap, but she just can't get her eyes off the screen for the next scenario.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the lion. I actually ended up planning to get a lion for a pet when we&lt;br /&gt;got home, hahah! I really think that the production really focused on making the&lt;br /&gt;lion oh so perfect and amazing. Although on some scenes, I the computer graphics&lt;br /&gt;where really obvious, as the colors where brighter than the lighting the&lt;br /&gt;characters have. It's a good thing the actors really did a great job so all in&lt;br /&gt;all the lacks all appeared unnoticed.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/chroniclesofnarnialionwitchwardrobe.jpg" width="254" height="371"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS" size="1"&gt;All in all, it was a great&lt;br /&gt;film. One of those that people won't get tired of watching over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;One of the type of films our local film industry should try to consider as&lt;br /&gt;something they should learn to do in the future ...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-113926054543348595?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113926054543348595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113926054543348595&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113926054543348595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113926054543348595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2006/02/chronicles-of-narnia-lion-witch-and.html' title='The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113528594869586636</id><published>2005-12-22T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:03.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in the air</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i haven't blog for a while now ... i miss this ... hahah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well this was just due to the very busy schedule i have for the past weeks ... or i should say ... month. the month of december, christmas month ... shopping month. the season were people, like me are busy shopping for gifts and attending christmas parties left and right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;with regard to the gifts, i'm through ... haaaaayyy ... at last. i'm finished with the list, the shopping, the wrapping, and almost done with the giving ... hahah! it feels so good to be able to give something for everybody, especially the kids! (",) it's just so weird that each year ... our list of gifts are getting longer and longer, but it's fun! hahah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aside from the gifts, i've been busy with christmas parties and they're all full of fun and laughter. i apologized for the parties where me and my family were not able to attend ... we'll make up to you guys, promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so ... some highlights first and get ready for a long detailed post later! hah hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12/07  : i got my 13th month pay, hah hah hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12/08  : my dad just turned 45 ... sorry dad, it's not a secret anymore, heheh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12/10  : went to greenhills and started our christmas shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12/12  : my brother turned 17 and he's now 5'9" ... OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;          : went to tutuban to finish shopping for gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;          : i managed to mail the christmas cards, finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12/13  : i officially became a gift wrapping machine !!! seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12/16  : done wrapping 200 gifts, literally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12/17  : attended Cobe's (a family friend) 5th birthday party! (for pictures, click here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;          : Hosted a Dinner get-together/Christmas Party with friends @ our place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12/18  : PeopleSupport Company Christmas Party @ Play Underground Rockwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;          : partied all night with colleagues @ Ratsky's Malate! wahoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12/20  : Exchanged gifts with colleage in the office, thanks zai, my monita! (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12/21  : Nianne's Christmas Party @ school with classmates ofcourse ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and in advance ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12/23  : Company Christmas Party of our auntie ninang's Basic Insurance Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12/24  : Christmas Eve with my in-laws @ their place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;12/25  : Christmas Day with my Aladin Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it is definitely a busy month/season for me guys ... sorry blog ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;stay tuned for the detailed one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Merry Christmas People! I love you all!!! mwah!&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/8721183-113528594869586636?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113528594869586636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113528594869586636&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113528594869586636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113528594869586636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-in-air.html' title='Christmas in the air'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113439291439950504</id><published>2005-12-12T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:03.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Brother dear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday my dear Brother Kevin!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; HEIGHT: 296px" height="751" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/aladin/aladin5.jpg" width="331" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate loves you sooo much!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;even if you're now 4 feet taller than me ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(guys ... he's 5'9" and he's 17!)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always being there for me and my family ...&lt;br /&gt;Stay gorgeous! mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-113439291439950504?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113439291439950504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113439291439950504&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113439291439950504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113439291439950504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday-brother-dear.html' title='Happy Birthday Brother dear!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/aladin/th_aladin5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113405150155420217</id><published>2005-12-08T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:03.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday DAD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Birthday to the best dad in the whole world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 378px; HEIGHT: 239px" height="302" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/dad1.jpg" width="461" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You&lt;br /&gt;sooo much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being my father&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-113405150155420217?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113405150155420217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113405150155420217&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113405150155420217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113405150155420217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday DAD!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113399124639685867</id><published>2005-12-07T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:02.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sickness ... not again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the goddess is sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 293px" height="450" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/DSC00318.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but is still smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/8721183-113399124639685867?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113399124639685867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113399124639685867&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113399124639685867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113399124639685867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/12/sickness-not-again.html' title='sickness ... not again!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113328051706701618</id><published>2005-11-29T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:02.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 159</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;last week ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i just attended work for three days this week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i had four days off! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;nianne and i had shopping and some mom-daughter bonding the whole thursday afternoon (*_*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;finally, a day of rest and relaxation ... friday! aaaahhhhhhhh ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went to wack's birthday bash and cess' baby shower last saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;attended baby ian's christening (my nephew-in-law) last sunday ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;a birthday bash/baby shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was our friend wack's birthday last saturday, november 26, &lt;em&gt;happy birthday dear&lt;/em&gt;! but aside from his birthday celebration, he planned a surprise baby shower for cess and their baby halo (Havannah Loren), who's coming in a month time. yes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the baby shower was supposed to be a surprise, but unfortunately, cess knew about it already a few days after wacks decided and started planning the event, so it's no longer a surprise ... hah hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we arrived at their place around 8pm, and found out that joi and joe got lost actually ... hahah ... you guys are so funny. we had some &lt;em&gt;isaw&lt;/em&gt; for appetizer, then had some pasta, beef kaldereta and chicken afritada for dinner. beer and stories were overflowing, we really missed wacks so much. we were planning to go to Star City or something, that's why we were supposed to leave the place around 10pm. unfortunately, one of wacks' visitors arrived and brought a magic sing! OMG! so whatelse, we sang our hearts out for about an hour or two, until we got tired and just asked cess to open the presents for baby halo, since it's their baby shower that night as well. we gave baby halo a pair of pink baby shoes from &lt;a href="http://www.chicco.com/"&gt;chicco&lt;/a&gt;. joi and joe's gifts were as cute as well, too bad that nianne's too old for those stuff, hah hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we left their place around midnight. dropped joi and joe at ayala since joi had to attend to another party, and joe have to do some stuff in the office. we really had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy birthday baby wackie, we miss you so much here at work. take care of yourself, expecially your family. we'll always be here for you guys. i'll always be your "mommy nicole" no matter what. good luck to you and cess. you guys are very lucky to have halo! we're very excited to see her grow up and befriend with nianne and pj! heheh. thank you for everything dear. we love you! mwah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 458px; HEIGHT: 268px" height="333" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/DSC00359.jpg" width="540" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(clockwise from left)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cess (with baby halo inside =P), wacks the birthday boi, me, my carlo, joi, joe and nianne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... friends for keeps ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more pictures, &lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com/photos/album/17"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;baby Ian's christening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nephew-in-law, Ramon Christianmar Reyes-Cadiz got baptized last sunday, November 27. the ceremony started before 4pm, which was held at the Parish of the Heart of Jesus and Mary (somewhere in south triangle, qc), and the reception was held at &lt;a href="http://www.maxschicken.com/"&gt;Max's Restaurant&lt;/a&gt; in Roces Ave., QC.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it was just a simple and solemn ceremony, with the family, some close friends and the godparents. there was a little baptismal room at the back of the church (exclusive for baptisms) that could accommodate just a few people just to maintain the solemnity of the sacrament. baby ian was so quiet and behave the whole time, he was just asleep actually. heheh ... it was just a little funny 'coz the priest was arabic so he's some kinda eating his words, hah hah ... i'm so bad. the ceremony just lasted for about 30 minutes so we left the place before 5pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we headed to Max's Restaurant in roces (nice place) for the reception. it was an early dinner so bunch of food were served for around 50 guests. there's the restaurant's famous fried chicken, soup, shanghai, pancit, and some veggies with beef. it was a simple get together for the family, some of them even just saw baby ian for the first time that day, he's three months old now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we gave him a baby bath set from enfant. i have to think of something literally useful that's why, heheh ... carlo wanted to give the little baby boi a huge box of huggies diapers (useful enough, heheh), but i really think that it's kinda stupid ... hah hah hah! at least we got something better than that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;welcome to the christian world our dear baby ian. we haven't had a baby in the family for six years now so your arrival really brought joy and happiness to all of us. your tito carlo, me and ate nica wishes you all the best that life could offer. be a good son to your parents, a great brother to your kuya rap, and a loving ian to everybody. we'll always be here for you! mwah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 445px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="369" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/DSC00362.jpg" width="445" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;baby ian on his mom's arms, his kuya rap, a ninang at the back and the priest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for more pictures, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com/photos/album/18"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a busy week it was but i had lots of fun and was able to accomplish lots of things. christmas is just around the corner so maybe the next few weeks would be spent for preparation and shopping and all that ... bye for now everyone, but let me be the first one to greet you an early ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Happy Christmas! (*_*) mwah!&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/8721183-113328051706701618?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113328051706701618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113328051706701618&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113328051706701618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113328051706701618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-week-159.html' title='blog week 159'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113266645455204325</id><published>2005-11-22T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:02.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>current life ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... ang aking buhay ... hindi lang puro hanapbuhay ...&lt;br /&gt;(*_*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/roller_girl_with_ice_cream_lg_nwm.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-113266645455204325?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113266645455204325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113266645455204325&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113266645455204325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113266645455204325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/11/current-life.html' title='current life ...'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113258607830573812</id><published>2005-11-21T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:02.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 158</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nianne and her twin sister, asthma =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nianne had one of those asthma attacks again for about three days. this required her to skip school last wednesday ... tsk tsk tsk ... not good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;she now have a new pedia-pulmo doctor (pediatrician-pulmonologist), we just hope she's as good as her previous one. and i just hope that this season of colds and sickness will end soon. haaay ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it's a date!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i had a date with girlfriends joi and nell last friday. we watched harry potter and the goblet of fire at greenbelt 4 over some corndog and popcorn; window shopped for some unreasonably expensive bags in prada and alike; had dinner at shakey's, and talked for about two hours. we were supposed to have had our nails and hair done but since i had work that night, it was rescheduled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and lastly ... i had to go to work last sunday ... &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-113258607830573812?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113258607830573812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113258607830573812&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113258607830573812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113258607830573812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-week-158.html' title='blog week 158'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113252030854474052</id><published>2005-11-20T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:02.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>harry potter and the goblet of fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;harry potter and the goblet of fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this was just the second time a saw a harry potter movie. i haven't red any of it's books and am not a harry potter fanatic to begin with, but i enjoyed it. the first harry potter film i saw was the first sequel, &lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1802813191/info"&gt;harry potter and the sorcerer's stone&lt;/a&gt;. it was really nice and the effects were amazing. and since i don't really enjoy these type of fantasy movies, i didn't like the story well, but the way they delivered it was really good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://harrypotter.warnerbros.com/"&gt;harry potter and the goblet of fire&lt;/a&gt; was the fourth book, and is the fourth sequel of the movie series, which means, i already missed two parts. the movie has it's own story to tell so i didn't felt lost in track at all. it was extremely better than the first one, effects, character, story wise. i liked this one more. the effects they've used have improved a lot, all it takes is some smoke effects and the animation is no longer obvious, it appeared so real. the character's have improved a lot as well. they're more attractive now, hahahah ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the three lead characters are no longer kids and you can really see how much they've grown up. i can really attest to the very big difference, since i've watched them the first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/harry1.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the new characters in the movie did a great job as well. the twins (they're cute), the reporter/journalist (she's so funny), and i love harry's love interest. (be reminded that i'm not a fan so please don't ask me to enumerate their names, hahah ... ) i realized that the production is trying to get an "asian beauty with a scottish accent", that's why our &lt;em&gt;Heart Evangelista&lt;/em&gt; did auditioned. (unfortunately, she only got the asian beauty part so she was not good enough for the role, heheh).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 227px" height="209" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/harry2.jpg" width="304" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the story is really interesting. why in the world would you allow your child to join such a tournament where it could be the reason for his death! i mean ... in the movie it was shown that every single student would like to be part of it, and that it's an honor to be called a champion for the tournament (one of the players), but you can actually die in there. really weird. and i didn't really enjoy the part where they have introduced the so called "demon" who came back to life ... something ... i dunno, maybe it's just because i don't really like fantasies. all in all, the movie appreared so nice, kudos to the characters, the people behind the production, the director and cinematographer, the script writer, and of course, the author of the book. it's a great film and people are going crazy over it, hahah ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after watching the film i realized that maybe i should really read the book to understand the debates on "how far/close the movie is with the book" thing. however, it's a movie guys, if they are going to film a copycat of the book and give every single thing that it says, it might be boring and less exciting don't you think? (*_*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/harry3.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-113252030854474052?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113252030854474052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113252030854474052&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113252030854474052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113252030854474052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/11/harry-potter-and-goblet-of-fire.html' title='harry potter and the goblet of fire'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113200202145359573</id><published>2005-11-14T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:02.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 157</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;random stuff last week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;... at last, after like a year in the making, my new baby is now available to the public, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nicoledgoddess.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... i had a hard time finding a change for 500 peso bills ... &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt; ... this is for a week guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... everything is down, outage is all over, do your job people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;... 212 calls for the week! i definitely need a vacation ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... i'm currently addicted to kfc's chips n' dips, no idea why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... finally, stored value (mrt) tickets are now AVAILABLE ... finally ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... i knew it, SEp910i is really better than SEp990i ... i'm now decided. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;... i had severe colds, so i was out of my headset last friday =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;... yeah ... sam milby is really cute, but carlo cadiz is really gorgeous! hahahah ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... carlo was on the morning shift ... and i missed him ... (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 306px" height="1032" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/mahal/mahal10.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;me and my carlo ... happy =)&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/8721183-113200202145359573?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113200202145359573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113200202145359573&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113200202145359573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113200202145359573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-week-157.html' title='blog week 157'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/mahal/th_mahal10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113139519057483822</id><published>2005-11-07T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:01.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 156</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a day with our departed loved ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we have spent a whole day with my late lola nena in himlayang filipino last monday, october the 31st. we know that all soul's day is actually on the 2nd of november, but we prefer to go to the cemetary earlier than the feast day to aviod huge amount of people, trash, traffic, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we traditionally visit carlo's late dad and grandparents on all saint's day, but for this year, unfortunately, carlo, nianne and i were not able to join the family since carlo's schedule didn't allow us to. so for the first time in fourteen years, as carlo had described it, he dreamt about his dad ... we'll definitely visit him soon, very soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we used to visit my great-grandparents on all soul's day, but since both of us have work that day, it's rescheduled as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;trick or treat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;nianne attended the trick or treat party at our subdivision on monday night after dinner. the kids gather on one place, then all together they walked around the subdivision, knocked at the houses chanting ... trick or treat ... candies and chocolates and, well, junkfoods were all over. some of the kids were afraid of the dogs, some cried because they were left behind, but all in all everyone was just oh so delighted and not scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the children came in cute costumes of course. the others came in scary stuff with all those blood effects and masks, but we decided to make nianne beautiful than scary so she came as a princess. there was a party after the trick and treat thing, jollibee chicken, and fruit juices were served. the girl who came in a darna costume, and the boy with the vampire get-up, won as best in costumes. while nianne won as best dancer (whatelse!) along with two other kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the children went home with some giveaways and a lot of treats with them. but the best part of it was, the kids went home with a huge smile on their faces. this was nianne's first time and she was very happy. see you next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img height="213" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/nianne%20carla/n12.jpg" width="137" /&gt; &lt;img height="212" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/nianne%20carla/n11.jpg" width="138" /&gt; &lt;img height="211" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/nianne%20carla/n10.jpg" width="169" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 210px" height="189" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/nianne%20carla/n8.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1- nianne, during the party; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2- nianne before the party; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3- princess nianne; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4- trick or treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fennela Mae Nisperos, CPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;one of my childhood friends, mae, a graduate of accountancy in UST, passed the 3 (three) board exams for accountants two weeks ago! take note that this is her first time to take it, we're so proud of you dear! you're now a Certified Public Accountant, can i hire you? hahahah ... kidding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;her parents hosted a thanksgiving celebration, lunch time last saturday, and the best part of that day was, i got a chance to see my lifetime friends and even got to talk to them for four hours! wow! i really miss these girls ... i've known them all my life, they're like my friends since birth and we really treasure the friendship. what's so cool about us is that, altho we don't see each other that often, when we get to gather for a specific occassion, we just talk and exchange stories that as if we were together everyday, nothing has changed. and it's so funny to reminisce the old times, where we get to talk about those days when we were still small and playful, it's really refreshing. i really hope we can do this more often girls. and i love you all! mwah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/DSC00268.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends ... since birth&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-113139519057483822?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113139519057483822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113139519057483822&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113139519057483822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113139519057483822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-week-156.html' title='blog week 156'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/nianne%20carla/th_n12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113105043628189527</id><published>2005-11-04T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:01.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>curiosity = coincidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;curiosity = coincidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the internet really has everything. do you agree? although sometimes it's so odd to find out that things can never be original, not even ones identity or name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, since there's not much calls here in the office and i got tired of browsing and reading the same sites, i played with some search engines and look on weird coincidences i found out of my curiosity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, I tried searching my name in friendster, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nicole Cadiz&lt;/span&gt;, and guess what, there are three (3) &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nicole Cadiz&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the results ... how funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I tried searching &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;CarloNicole&lt;/span&gt; (which is basically the name on &lt;em&gt;our joint friendster account&lt;/em&gt;) and there were two results ... now this is getting to be weird ... I mean ... our so called "loveteam" is not even original? OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last one was really scary. I tried searching &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nicole Cadiz&lt;/span&gt; in google and yahoo, and the first result that came up is about a certain &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nicole Cadiz&lt;/span&gt; who died tragically on 2001!!! Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dropzone.com/news/AcampoSkyDiverDiesinJump.shtml"&gt;http://www.dropzone.com/news/AcampoSkyDiverDiesinJump.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really scary. I really used to check search engines, and it always gives my site or blog as the results when i type in my name, but when I tried it this time, the very first result was something else and it was sooo scary. I dunno. Maybe I'm just paranoid or over-reacting of some sort, but knowing that there's a "dead Nicole Cadiz" already, is really disturbing ... And guys ... FYI, that's not me ok! Hahahah ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-113105043628189527?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113105043628189527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113105043628189527&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113105043628189527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113105043628189527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/11/curiosity-coincidence.html' title='curiosity = coincidence'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113094572368114508</id><published>2005-11-02T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:01.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT THIS !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i want this ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am not a born "gadget" geek and i don't think i will be anytime soon, i'm not even a fan of mobile phones and all those stuff ... but guys ... i want this one ... can somebody give me an idea of it's cost and availbility ... please ... i really want this ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/spg.jsp?cc=ph&amp;lc=en&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;ver=4000&amp;template=pp1_loader&amp;amp;php=php1_10336&amp;zone=pp&amp;amp;lm=pp1&amp;amp;pid=10336"&gt;sony ericsson P990i&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/p990i/thsc001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/p990i/thsc002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/p990i/thsc003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/p990i/thsc004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/p990i/thsc005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/p990i/thsc006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-113094572368114508?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113094572368114508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113094572368114508&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113094572368114508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113094572368114508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-want-this.html' title='I WANT THIS !!!!!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/p990i/th_thsc001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113051065147847470</id><published>2005-10-31T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:00.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 155</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;some highlights on each of the so called DAYS of the week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- had dinner with wacks, cess and joi at pizza hut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- was able to confirm something that made us breathe better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- had breakfast with some colleagues at jollibee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- had a serious talk with a colleague/friend sy on our way home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- had breakfast at my in-laws house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- accompanied my lolo to his regular eye check-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- had lunch with the family at kfc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- had breakfast with joi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- was brought by carlo to the office since i'm dead lazy for work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- had dinner with joi and nell at nell's pad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- had breakfast with joi and nell at Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- carlo asked our helper to leave for good ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- finally, i had relaxed, day in - day out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- brought nianne to &lt;a href="mailto:Kids@Work"&gt;Kids@Work&lt;/a&gt; for some play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- had lunch at greenwich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- spent the whole afternoon walking around the grocery store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- had a dinner celebration in my in-law's house for my sister-in-law's 20th birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;some things that annoyed me for the week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i was late for work, four consecutive days. if not for an hour it's for two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;... i was sick the whole week but had to still drag myself to work BY CHOICE! ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my asthma was killing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my cough was unbearable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my colds are hopeless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;... i only had three to four-hour sleep a day (oh no, not again!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;... i am on the search for a new helper again, SOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-113051065147847470?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113051065147847470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113051065147847470&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113051065147847470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113051065147847470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-week-155.html' title='blog week 155'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-113052231149652779</id><published>2005-10-28T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:16:00.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>comments are back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;comments are back!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a whole new comments page is available people!!! check it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;special thanks to &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com"&gt;HaloScan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-113052231149652779?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/113052231149652779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=113052231149652779&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113052231149652779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/113052231149652779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/10/comments-are-back.html' title='comments are back!!!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112992765280559234</id><published>2005-10-24T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:59.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 154</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com @ 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;my blog turned 1 last october 18, 2005. i officially have started posting stuff to my blog on that day, tho some of the dates show that it's back in september ... &lt;em&gt;a runtime error has occured&lt;/em&gt; that's why. hahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, since it's my blog's birthday, my gift for her is a new name, a new template, a new title and a new character and i love it! special thanks to my friend &lt;a href="http://mikaela-moon.blogspot.com"&gt;joi&lt;/a&gt;, who extended an extra effort to look for a skin that will fit my blog's personality. and in the end, this was my choice and it's nice. she actually ended up changing her blog skin as well, to the same concept as mine, just on a darker side, hahah! &lt;em&gt;thanks dear! mwah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we're still in the process of trying to figure out how to make the &lt;em&gt;comments link&lt;/em&gt; work so stay tuned ... for the meantime, use the tagboard! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;we'll be missing you friend ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my bestfriends here at work is leaving for good. HE is one of the bests the company/team ever had. being able to win almost all of the client's stuff because of his dedication to his career is just one of the proofs that HE IS GOOD. he's one of the my reasons why i'm still with the company as of today, despite of all the tempting offers for me outside this company, same field of work or not. he is a true friend, not just for me but he had became a friend to carlo and nianne as well. a family friend. he was always there for me. from getting me coffee to driving me home when i'm not feeling well. come to think that he lives in Las Piñas, he drives all the way to qc whenever i ask him to. he's a good man. he loves his colleagues, he loves his friends, he loves his work, he loves the company, he loved everything for almost two years now, but the end has entered the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll be missing you our dear friend. thank you for everything. for all the patience, the concern, the laughter and the food we all share. hahah! you'll always be my &lt;em&gt;baby wackie&lt;/em&gt; and i'll always be your &lt;em&gt;mommy nicole&lt;/em&gt; no matter what. take good care of yourself, &lt;em&gt;cess and baby halo&lt;/em&gt;! my family will always be there for your family for keeps. good luck on everything, i know, you will go a long way. i love you dear. mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;fight, manicure, testimonial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carlo and i had a petty fight before i went off to work on tuesday night. so instead of going home, i spent sometime with my dudie &lt;a href="http://mikaela-moon.blogspot.com"&gt;joi&lt;/a&gt; and pampered our nails at &lt;a href="http://www.goingstraight.com.ph/"&gt;Going Straight&lt;/a&gt; on wednesday morning. And you know what carlo did to make it up with me, he made me a testimonial in friendster on thursday morning. it was sooo funny. even if his testimonial was so &lt;em&gt;barok&lt;/em&gt; with all that gramatical error and stuff, as he said, it was from the bottom of his heart. hahahah! &lt;em&gt;i love you mahal, and yes, i will never leave you ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nianne's first ever severe asthma attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nianne had a severe asthma attack on wednesday night. we needed to use a nebulizer (instead of her ususal inhaler) to ease the pain. we really pity her. she needed to skip school on thursday and friday, and missed 3 quizes due to her condition. that was her first time to experience an asthma attack that bad and we were so worried. i had to be absent from work on thursday to be able to monitor her breathing and medication. thank God she's ok now. and we really pray that this will be the last, if not, we hope that the next would not be worse ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;what's new with me @ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peoplesupport.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have a new policy in the office. it's called the "Clean Desk Policy". employees are now assigned with lockers wherein they have to keep their stuff inside, including our bags, before entering the floor. the policy was kinda odd at first, but then we have to get used to it since we don't have any choice. we just hope that this policy will really result to a better peoplesupport that's why we're all willing to cooperate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;new schedules are now set to take effect on october 31st. it's a good thing that eventhough i have a low priority number, 22 out of 40, i was able to get a schedule that i want, thank God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;finally, i already got my new and updated company ID card. now, it indicates my updated name, home address, phone number and "person to notify in case of emergency" stuff. finally. special thanks to the admin people who processed this. may god bless you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;joi and i went to the new PeopleSupport Center building to get our new IDs. and we were so amazed with how cool and beautiful our own building really is! we were like staring at each other, smiling, speechless with all the things are that are infront of our eyes that morning. wow is the right expression. imagine a building corner ayala, buendia and amorsolo streets in makati. and that almost everything is just at the groundfloor within your reach. mercury drugstore, mcdonalds, kfc, yellow cab, starbucks, kameraworld (and more) all in one spot! great! this just made me so much more proud that i am a part of the said company. what a blessing ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 294px; HEIGHT: 136px" height="111" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/ps.jpg" width="294" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112992765280559234?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112992765280559234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112992765280559234&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112992765280559234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112992765280559234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-week-154.html' title='blog week 154'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112974170645051240</id><published>2005-10-19T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:59.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gift for My Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A Gift for my blog ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... a new title&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... a new template&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... a new character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;guys ... please welcome ... &lt;strong&gt;Gorgeous Goddess&lt;/strong&gt; ... (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112974170645051240?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112974170645051240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112974170645051240&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112974170645051240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112974170645051240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/10/gift-for-my-blog.html' title='A Gift for My Blog'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112128912401010726</id><published>2005-10-18T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:48.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHATEVER! turns 1!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;wow, my blog just had her first anniversary! i can't believe that it's been a year since i've started this online diary thing. at first it was really oh so awkward to basically tell stories about me, my activities and stuff about people i know, without even knowing who would get to read it, and what would be their reactions ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well. it ended up well and i'm so proud of it! keep on bloggin!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 540px; HEIGHT: 369px" height="665" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/CWINNTProfilesMAladinLOCALS1TempFro.jpg" width="715" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112128912401010726?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112128912401010726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112128912401010726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112128912401010726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112128912401010726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/10/whatever-turns-1.html' title='WHATEVER! turns 1!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112958575394316667</id><published>2005-10-17T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:59.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 153</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;life gets better and brighter ... (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lolo's brighter eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;remember that my lolo had underwent an eye cataract surgery around a month ago, well, we had his regular follow-up with his doctor last tueday and was advised that he's getting better each time. good! we were advised that all of his medicines, which is basically all those eyedrops he had been dealing with for the past weeks, would be his last. meaning, once he had consumed all those, he's through. what a relief! god is really good! praise him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and my lolo is obviously better now. he can open his eye already, it's not that red or watery anymore. and he's no longer dizzy when he walks, and can now eat as much as we do, hahahah! i'm so thankful that my lolo's back to his strong self. he really don't deserve these hardships because he is just simply a good man. and we love him. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd Level National Autocross&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we watched the 2nd level national autocross held last saturday, october 15 at the sm fairview parking lot. two of carlo's friends from the Kia Pride Club Philippines were participants, topy and joey. and of couse, as usual, these guys won first place on the respective levels they have competed with. these guys are good! so good! and of course we were there to support them. well, carlo was actually there to help on the maintenance of the cars being used at the race. it was a nice, successful event and were looking forward to seeing these guys compete on the finals. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;my &lt;em&gt;bilas&lt;/em&gt;, rose reyes-cadiz turned 27 last saturday, october 15. it was just a simple dinner held at their place, and it was just carlo's immediate family who came. fyi: she actually have a twin sister who is as well having a celebration at their parent's house and apparently, the visitors are there so the party is literally there, hahah! the best thing that happened that night was when we actually saw the new baby in the family ian! and i even got a chance to carry him, while carlo took a picture of him while i held him on my arms. he's so charming! this is just the second time i saw him since he was born and it's so amazing how he actually got that big in less than two months! cool! we just hope to see more of him more often. we really hope so ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and again ... if ever you get to read this girl ... happy birthday to you! another year has been. i salute you for being a great mom to rap and ian, a loving wife to per, and a caring rose to the rest of the family. i would like you to know that i really miss the old times. when we get to chat the whole day and blabber on stuff from non-sense to serious matters. thank you for teaching me how to play &lt;em&gt;tongits&lt;/em&gt;, for making me laugh while playing under the rain, for showing me how to wrap &lt;em&gt;lumpiang shanghai&lt;/em&gt; practically, and for just being there for me and my family in your own ways. i just think that time has changed and people change as well. i really miss the old you ... i miss the good times ... i hope we can still catch up. however ... i wish you happiness and security all the way ... mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;by the way ... hope you like our present! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a candle holder from regalong pambahay (we got her the blue one)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 179px; HEIGHT: 207px" height="455" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/lamp.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twister fries are back!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;McDoncalds Twister Fires are back and i can't get enough of them. this is a product of the store which is actually seasonal ... so my current ultimate wish is for mcdonalds to make this product available the whole year round, please ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/twiter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it guys ... hope life would be better next week! (^_^) take care you all! mwah! i have to go get more twister fries! Hah Hah!&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/8721183-112958575394316667?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112958575394316667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112958575394316667&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112958575394316667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112958575394316667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-week-153.html' title='blog week 153'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112897796555384656</id><published>2005-10-10T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:53.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 152</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lolo's fast recovery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;my lolo went out of the hospital last tuesday afternoon. according to his doctors, he had a mild stroke affecting the left part of his brain, ang his sugar level (something) just went down, or it totally dropped, which leads to him being some kinda paralized for about two hours. we were all worried. he needed to stay at the MICU of the CMC for almost two days. and what's worse is that we can't be with him, we can't see him unless it's within visiting hours. all in all, he was in the hospital for three and a half days. thank god he's better now. i really feel like he's getting worse if he's away from home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday Meetings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;last wednesday, we had the worse team meeting with our supervisor. imagine this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;.... we have been asking and waiting for this for the past MONTHS now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;.... he agreed, but would like to conduct it on a freakin' bar, over some bottle of beers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;.... after a few words of issues and complains, he left us and smoked outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;.... then he came back, threw his so called agenda written on a piece of trash paper on the table in front of all of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;.... and he walked out, never came back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;.... that night, he talked to us as normal that as if nothing actually happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and you know what we all did, we immediately arranged a meeting directly with our Team Manager at Starbucks and it lasted for three hours. Good Luck to the so called supes ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sore throat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;lack of sleep + stress = sore throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;six days and still counting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it hurts. aaawwwww ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shinning saturday = sick sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;after shift last saturday morning, we watched our team's volleyball game and it was awesome! of course they won, we're like ... great right? heheh. after the game, we went to robinson's place pioneer and had lunch at chowking. well, the others had their lunch there but since joi and i wasn't that hungry for a real meal yet, i asked her to get ice monster instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was joi's first time and her reaction was sooo funny. hahah. she was like ... OMG ... &lt;em&gt;ang sarap nya&lt;/em&gt; ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;hahah! i've never seen her that amazed and satisfied over some food. it was really funny. she was sooo quiet while she munch over each mallows and cookies on fine crushed ice. hahah. &lt;em&gt;dude, ang cute mo! hahah&lt;/em&gt;! ;-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we went to sm megamall and saw dubai. after the movie, i bought &lt;em&gt;siomai&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;empanaditas&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;pasalubong&lt;/em&gt; for carlo and his family, then went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i was dead tired when i got home. the traffic in EDSA was hopeless so instead of taking a cab, we had no choice but to ride the mrt. haaaay ... that night, i got sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i was sick the whole day last sunday, i wasn't even able to eat lunch and dinner, i was stucked on the bed, i wasn't able to attend mass, i wasn't able to bring nianne to &lt;a href="mailto:kids@work"&gt;kids@work&lt;/a&gt; as i promised, not even at the mall for some ice cream or something, and worse of all, i wasn't able to enjoy my restday much. *sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, next week will definitely be better, i assure myself. (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112897796555384656?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112897796555384656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112897796555384656&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112897796555384656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112897796555384656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-week-152.html' title='blog week 152'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112845863852385580</id><published>2005-10-05T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:53.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness behind struggles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;despite all those strength draining, eye drying, mind drowning, heart breaking problems i had last week, there were still some occassions that i attended, which made me smile and be happy even for a moment. so for those of you who thought that i'll go on suicidal soon, this one's for you all! :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NINA Live! The Concert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;october 1, araneta coliseum, with guests Nyoy Volante and South Border&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;you heared it right people, i was there. even if they ran out of the patron seats tickets and my ticket reservation has been forfieted already, i went ahead and watch. i was at the upper box B and was alone, so what! i enjoyed myself and that's all that matters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;one word to desribe the concert, it's GREAT! i love nina! i love her talent, i love her music, i love her revivals, i love her fashion statement, i love her attitude, i love her all in all. she's got everything. well, almost. hahah. she's beautiful, she's talented, she's smart, she have a career. the only thing that i think she's missing is a love life. well, if for her, this profession is her love life, good for her. i just think that she and nyoy are really &lt;em&gt;bagay&lt;/em&gt;. heheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;the concert didn't really started as on time, it started around past 9pm, an hour after the scheduled 8pm. God really loves me, i just arrived at the venue 10 minutes before the show actually started. hahah! people started screaming when nina's songs we're played in medley- instrumentally, while there's a video of her pictures and music videos and "the makings" of them were playing at the huge white screen, which also serves as the background of the stage. while these were all happening. nina was actually in the middle of the crowd, walking on the aisle to the stage like a real princess, giving those people a chance to take a picture of her, as she sings her first song &lt;em&gt;let me know&lt;/em&gt;. people just can't get enough of her. her bouncers were really scary, and they're big, hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;after her first song, she shouted ... "&lt;em&gt;good evening araneta&lt;/em&gt;!!!" ... and the people just went wild. at that point, i really felt the fullfilment and the overwhelmed feeling nina felt that night. she just can't stop thanking the people and saying thank you, and thank you, over and over again. haaay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;after a couple of more songs, she introduced her new guitarist jerome, who performed an exhibition with his guitars while nina changed to his second wardrobe. she was wearing an aqua blue dress with a pink see thru robe at first, then she changed to a yellow shimmering dress which looks more sexy. after around three songs, nyoy volante entered the scene. they sang &lt;em&gt;the closer i get to you &lt;/em&gt;with all the choreography and acting and teasing and all those funny stuff. they're sooo cute. after that, nina left to change clothes again, while nyoy was left to sing two songs for the crowd. after that, nina came back, now wearing a very beautiful pink gown and they sang &lt;em&gt;i finally found someone&lt;/em&gt;. it was so beautiful, the most beautiful rendition of the song i've heared so far. after the song, nyoy left, leaving the crowd asking for more of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;then nina sang a medley of the songs written by her favorite song writer (forgot her name). after that comes south border. they're awesome! i haven't seen them perform live in front of me for years and yet they still rock! they had a song with nina, then nina left to change again. then they sang our wedding song! &lt;em&gt;rainbow&lt;/em&gt;! and the people are just singing in chorus, it was sooo great! after the south border stint nina had a few more songs, then sang, oh well, everybody's waiting for it. &lt;em&gt;love moves in mysterious ways&lt;/em&gt;. i really felt that love was really in the air. and to end the night, her last song was &lt;em&gt;i love you goodbye&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;overall, i enjoyed myself and the concert was the best! i was able to record the whole scene while south border sang rainbow, and i was able to caught nina singing love moves on video! hahah! the production was good. altho they didn't even had a theme or any design on the stage, not even any efects of some sort, nina's talent shined so much that night. and again, i love her! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anne and Jhot's Wedding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;October 1, Pako Park, Ibarra's Garden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;before the concert, carlo and i attended the wedding of tita rea's sister anne to her long time boyfiend jhot, at the pako park. it was my first time to see and step at the said park, and it's one of those historical places you'll always be amazed of. there was a fountain at the middle of the place which is so romantic. i know that it's actually a cemetary, but there's this little chapel (which is airconditioned) and that is where the wedding was held.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was just a simple yet solemn ceremony. and i really can see the happiness behind anne's smile. she walked down the aisle with tears and the reaction of her mom was just funny. hahah! you know parents! anne was wearing a striking white gown, and her groom was wearing a black tuxedo, they look so nice together. the women on their entourage were all wearing beautiful gowns in moss green, and the men were all in &lt;em&gt;barong tagalog&lt;/em&gt;. the entire wedding ceremony was so organized, everyobody cooperated and were all well disciplined. when the priest gave the queue, the couple sealed a very warm and sincere kiss ... haaay ... can i get married again? hahah! kidding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;reception followed at Ibarra's Garden near the pako park. the place was really nice. imagine a miniature of the fernwood gardens in qc. altho carlo and i didn't enjoy the food much, hahah! we're sooo bad! tsk tsk tsk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we needed to leave just right after we were done eating, hahah! we had to rush to nina's concert at araneta that's why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;but then, it was a beautiful wedding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;congratulations and best wishes to the newly weds! may god bless you and your future family always!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alexa's 1st Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;October 2, Jollibee Pako Manila&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;my sister alexa celebrated her first birthday last sunday. and though she's so sick and my dad's not here to celebrate with us, it was a successful party. there's not much kids around, so as usual, nianne won on almost all of the games, hahah! carlo and i played to some games as well, but carlo actually participated on 4 games, hahah! he's really a child by heart, and he's not a "kill joy" that's why. the party just lasted for two hours. food, gifts, balloons and toys were all over the place. it was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday to my dear sister Alexa. We love you sooo sooo much! mwah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was a busy weekend for me as usual. things are all starting to go back to normal again. my lolo went out of the hospital yesterday, and he's better now. thanks for all of your prayers. keep on smiling! (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112845863852385580?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112845863852385580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112845863852385580&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112845863852385580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112845863852385580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/10/happiness-behind-struggles.html' title='happiness behind struggles'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112836594783697675</id><published>2005-10-03T03:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:53.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 151</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;imagine this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i only had a total of 10 hours sleep the entire week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... the pain of my urinary track infection is killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i have been crying every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... our househelp is now starting to abuse our kindness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... nianne failed two major subjects in school this first quarter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i had a huge fight with my mom, so ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i had my first official NCNS (no call, no show) record from work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... my lolo had a mild stroke on the night of my late lola's birthday, so ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i had to go undertime an hour after my login.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... the Capitol Medical Center has the worse customer service i've ever deal with so far, they're useless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... my sister alexa was sick, so sick on her first birthday party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... carlo and i have been dealing with these weird arguments, due to lack of quality time for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;all of these happened on a single week and yes, i am still alive. guys, please pray for me ... i need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112724274938482502</id><published>2005-09-26T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:52.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 150</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is a week of mixed emotions, goodbyes, being upset, and unexpected purchases ... here's why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Monday Goodbyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;goodbye daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. just for the mean time. my dad left the country on monday morning. he is now back to the dessert and heat of saudi arabia. we'll definitely gonna miss you dad. the hug he gave me when we brought him to the airport almost brought me to tears. i actually cried after sending him a text message when he was about to go on aboard. this is one of the best time i had with him. everything will be different now, i'll not be seeing him for over a year again. *sigh* &lt;em&gt;i'll miss you dad ... we will ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;goodbye nina live concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. i have been looking forward about this one for over two months now. my friends here in the office have confirmed that they can come and watch with me, but two weeks before the event, by the time that we were about to buy tickets already, they backed out. financial issues for the two and some family matters for the other, haaay. i was so upset about it, i was so depressed, i even cried. you know the feeling when you're really looking forward/excited about one thing you've been waiting for for over two months, when you even got to the point wherein you're willing to sacrifice a wedding that you're supposed to attend, when you even make yourself extra busy just to forget the wait for the much awaited event. haaay....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i may sound over reacting to you guys, well i don't care, you have no idea how bad this really is to me. i can't ask carlo to accompany me to the concert since he'll be representing our entire family to the said wedding. i know that i won't be able to ask another friend of mine to watch with me on this short notice, and as if i can manage to watch the concert alone then go home, walk in the middle of freakin' &lt;em&gt;cubao&lt;/em&gt; after the concert at 1am or even later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, i'll stop and just forget about it. as my husband said, he'll just buy me all the albums of nina, including the dvd of nina live, and will even sing the songs if i wanted him to. now that's funny, hahah! but the more realistic thing he said about this, is that maybe it's really not for me. meaning, God might be saving me for something, and that definitely it's for my own good after all, so i might as well attend the wedding instead. well, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993300;"&gt;MRTuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;the mrt gave me a h*ll of a problem on tuesday, well not just me but most of the passangers around 7pm that day as well. one woman there was even screaming at the supervisor who were with us on the train that time, saying that they should fix their system, that they're all stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it all started when the ONLY escalator on the station was not open to the public due to some "sorry for the inconvenience" fixes. so the line to the ONLY elevator in station will take you forever to catch a train. and upon the arrival of the train, if you're standing at the spot which will allow you to enter the last door located at the end of the train (gets?), the guards wil ask you to use the other doors since the end of the train is closed, and being used in the scheduled collecting of mrt cards from stations. haaay....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what i did was, when i saw the endless line in the elevator, i asked carlo to just bring me to the next station (gma) so he did. when i got there, the guy next to me, made the elevator go up to the 3rd floor, which happens to be the bridge to the other side which is not the bound that i'm going to take. so again, wasting too much of my time, we went down to 2nd floor and there i was rushing to find out that i still don't have a card, and guess what, "stored value not available" came up to my face, fine, tollerable. upon paying the ticket i purchased, here comes an empty train, but since the cashier took too much of his time giving me my change, the train left. ggrrr. so i waited, waited for about 10 minutes, until this train comes which doesn't even give me a space to step my foot on to it, it's whatelse, it's freakin' full! ok so i waited again, and this time, i got the "issue train", the one who has the end of it closed for the collection, and when i get to it, there's this lady screaming to hell, which is some kinda scary i may say, who kept on asking the supervisor when can she complain. haaay. and do you know what's the summary of all these, i'm 40 minutes late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the rest of the week on html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's as if i went back to college, doing html for hours, hahah. so pathetic. since there's not much calls in the office the past days, and since friendster had allow it's users to customize their profiles, i did work my ass out on some basic html for some simple animation on my profile, go check it out, &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=7116913"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and aside from that, i have been working on a new site which has it all. a journal, my photos and stuff about me (whatelse, hahah!). what's new about this one is that i will be posting some recipes and reviews on stuff categorized. i've been working on this for over a month now but due to lack of time and energy, it's still under construction. i'll get you updated once it's done ok. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my eyes are now "bleeding to death" due to that and my fingers just need a parafin wax, badly. haaay ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet sms = S700i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, there were still things that made me happy last week. a text message from carlo is one example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.... i can't sleep, i'm thinking of you ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;tuesday night, around 10pm. seven years have been yet we still have the &lt;em&gt;kilig&lt;/em&gt; factor. now, that's love. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's so funny about this is what happens next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday, we went to greenhills shopping center to just window shop for some mobile phones, and just basically to have an idea of how much they cost or what are our possible options since we're planning to purchase one on january. well, by the time we decided to go home after over two hours of walking around, we passed by the new Globe Hub Store right underneath the building we parked, we saw this cutie s700i, which all of a sudden made us ask the people in the store if they accept visa debit cards, hahah, we're actually buying it already. they said yes but since we will be charged 8% interest, we ended up looking for the nearest atm machine. so there you go, carlo's plan of buying a new phone by january was moved last sunday. well, i wasn't even able to disagree with the idea since he has been oh so sweet towards me for the past days, hahah, &lt;em&gt;may balak palang bumili ng cellphone&lt;/em&gt;, hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;carlo's new buddy! =) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(click on the image to see overview)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/spg.jsp?cc=ph&amp;lc=en&amp;amp;amp;ver=4000&amp;template=pp1_loader&amp;amp;php=php1_10140&amp;zone=pp&amp;amp;lm=pp1&amp;amp;pid=10140"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img height="166" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/Ericsson_S700i.jpg" width="138" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;while we were at the store, i'm like on the 50-50 state of buying one for myself as well or not. until this day, i'm still undecided on which one to buy that's why. i told carlo that i wanted the same s700i &lt;em&gt;nalang&lt;/em&gt; but he just advised me to think twice, we could switch phones anyways. so, ok, i think i really will be getting that O2 mini instead, hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday ante!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a simple dinner celebration for my favorite aunt's birthday, ended our week. we were all laughing and all that and my aunt actually prepared all of our favorite food (pancit, dinuguan, menudo, etc.), she is sooo sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we love you sooo much ante! happy birthday again. =)&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/8721183-112724274938482502?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112724274938482502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112724274938482502&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112724274938482502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112724274938482502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-week-150.html' title='blog week 150'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112758995542028204</id><published>2005-09-25T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:52.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to my favorite Aunt! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;my favorite aunt is celebrating her birthday today, september 25. auntie elsa! happy birthday ante!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;the reason why she's my favorite because she was just the only one around, hahah. all of my aunts were either in the states or in the province or someplace else so i don't get to be with them as often as i do with her. she takes care of our family well (aladin side). she is a niece of my lolo, first cousin of my dad so she's not even a "first degree" aunt but she loves us very much. she is with us all my life. she gave up her personal happiness, getting married is one, decided to live away from her family (who are based in pangasinan) and just stayed in our house to take care of my lolo and manage the house for years now. i salute her loyalty and sincerity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;she is the daughter my lolo never had and is more than a sister to my dad and uncle. she cooks d*mn good. she makes the best homemade &lt;em&gt;suman&lt;/em&gt; (she cooks it and wrap it herself), and my favorite &lt;em&gt;pancit canton&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;menudo&lt;/em&gt;. above all, she takes care of my lolo 24/7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;she is my aunt and yet she is a friend and even like a mother to me at times. we watch movies, go to the mall, and sometimes shop together. eating junkfoods together on the house garage with some stories is our usual bonding. i can tell her everything. and she's one of those people i consult on stuff, even personal issues and she listens to me. she laughs with me and is always there to make me feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;all i can say is thank you ante. thank you for not giving up on us and our family. thank you for taking care of us and for the love. thank you for your continous understanding. we love you. happy birthday, hope you like our gift! (",)  &lt;em&gt;... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's marks and spencer hand and nail cream&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 196px; HEIGHT: 226px" height="181" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/T203203YC.jpg" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112758995542028204?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112758995542028204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112758995542028204&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112758995542028204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112758995542028204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-birthday-to-my-favorite-aunt.html' title='Happy Birthday to my favorite Aunt! =)'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112723930733286124</id><published>2005-09-21T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:52.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movies 115</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6072/605/1600/theinterpreter_bigposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;movies we watched last week ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the interpreter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;nicole kidman and seann penn&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 121px; HEIGHT: 168px" height="262" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/theinterpreter_bigposter.jpg" width="121" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;a story about an interpreter for the UN who happened to hear a conversation about a planned asassination of an african leader. nicole kidman and seann penn were really good. this is the first time i saw a movie with this kind of concept and story, so cool. it's one of those one of a kind movies where the actors didn't fell in-love in the end, hahah. 10+ points! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;save the last dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Julia Stiles, Sean Patrick Thomas&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 138px; HEIGHT: 180px" height="283" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/julia_stiles1.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the girl was dreaming to be a prima ballerina, while the boy is into hiphop. they met and fell in-love with one thing in common, they love dancing and they're both good at it. the movie was really an eye opener, with regard to father &amp; daughter, mother &amp;amp;amp;amp; daughter, black american &amp;amp; white american relationships and all that. all of the characters on the film has it's own story to tell, and they're all interesting. i looove the moves and all the choreography and all that, all of a sudden i missed dancing ... haaay! 10 points!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;about a boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Hugh Grant&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/aboutaboy_poster2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;a story about two "boys" actually. the first "boy" is a 12 year old student who had been through a lot on a young age. his mother had commited suicide, he is never happy in school, he thinks that his life is actually nothing. while the other "boy" is 38 year old bachelor, who actually think that every man is an island for he lives alone, and live life on his own. the way these two boys made a connection and happened to be a special part of each other life is where the story revolves. the movie was based from a famous book and i really think that the story is good. the characters were a little funny and they're all unique in their own way. 9 points! &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/8721183-112723930733286124?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112723930733286124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112723930733286124&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112723930733286124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112723930733286124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/09/movies-115.html' title='movies 115'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112714139883564162</id><published>2005-09-19T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:51.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 149</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eye operationS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;two people in our family have underwent an eye operation, my lolo and my sister alexa. my lolo's was for his cataract, while alexa's was for her eye holes above the nose which were not developed when she was born. i was like at the udmc 3 days on a row, i felt like smelling like hospital already, hahah. it's a good thing that both of them are good now, especially alexa, but of course, continues medication is a must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my dad's dinner despedida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;last sunday, we were at my dad's place for a despedida dinner. well, it's more of like a despedida party, coz people are like all over the house the whole day. =) food was just all over the place and everyone just enjoyed the time left for us to see and be with my dad on this vacation he had. we'll really gonna miss him ... so much. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet messages&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i received an oh so sweet message from someone last week which really touched me. the message was from bernadette, a former classmate of mine during highschool days. she was really never a close friend of mine, but she sent me this in friendster ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... lam mo u look so hapi wid ur lyf ryt now...bilib ako sau even b4.u r such a strong gurl...kht hndi tau nging supr close b4,i must admit dmi ko inadmire sau....U GO GURL!!! ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you so much for the message dear, and as you've said, we were not that super close back then but you had find time to send me a very inspiring message such as this. thank you very much and good luck to you! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it really feels good to know that a person can be an inspiration to others. i feel so fulfilled. (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112714139883564162?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112714139883564162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112714139883564162&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112714139883564162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112714139883564162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-week-149.html' title='blog week 149'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112662086065916465</id><published>2005-09-14T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:51.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movies 114</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hey ... it's been a while since i posted reviews on movies i recently saw. oh well, it's been a while since i had a chance to see some movies over some weekend nights, that's why. ok, so here are the movies i saw last week ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Pacifier&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;(vin diesel)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="202" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/thepacifierposterbig.jpg" width="136" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;this one's totally awesome, it's now on the list of nianne's favorite movies so we're like planning to purchase a copy for her soon. the story was nice. altho they have in some way related the story to the sound of music movie, it's like the modern day version of it that people were able to relate much more. it sooo cool! 10 points!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;closer&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;(julia roberts, jude law, natalie portman, clive owen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="204" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/closer_bigposter.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;a story about two couples who had basically loved each other's partners. the story was a bit complicated, tho we know something like that really does exist. the characters being played by the actors are not even related, at all, so you'll like think on why did they actually bumped into each other's lives. roberts is a photographer, law's an author, portman's a stripper and owen's a dermatologist, cool! the only thing that i didn't like much about the movie is that the characters actually overused the word f*ck! and all they can think of is sex and all about it, sorry but i dind't like that part. the ending of the movie is something that i wasn't able to absorb as well. watch it and just try to explain to me what happened to roberts there ok, hahah. 8 points!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss Congeniality 2&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;(sandra bullock)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 136px; HEIGHT: 183px" height="405" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/misscongeniality2_bigposter.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;a follow-up to the success of miss congeniality. but this time, no more beauty pageant involve, but this time, showing her being an armed and fabulous FBI agent, the sub title says it all. in this movie bullock was paired with another good actress, regina king. their tandem was really cute, black beauty VS white beauty, king is really a great impersonator for tina turner, i love the production number, hahah! in this movie shows that two people, even from two different races, of two totally different personality, can be partners and great friends, wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;10 points! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Casper meets Wendy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;(hilary duff and casper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="161" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/casper.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;another one of those casper adventure movies that's for the whole family to enjoy. but the interesting part about this one is that the character of wendy was played by the now so popular hilary duff, yes, that lizzie mcguire! this movie was produced seven years ago, so i think she was around 10 then, or something close to that, hahah. it's a good movie and casper is sooo cute as always, heheh. nianne didn't get bored so, 7 points!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Final Fantasy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 147px; HEIGHT: 172px" height="187" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/1804476698p.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;carlo chose this one, and he didn't know that the charaters are not even humans, hahah. ok, it's a so called high class cartoons, but sorry, i was never a fan of these tyoe of flicks. 7 points for the nice effort and effects. i'm sooo bad ... hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nasaan ka man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(claudine barretto, jericho rosales, diether ocampo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/nasaankaman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;another one of those local movies we can be proud of. the storyline was one of starcinema's one of a kind concepts. and i would like to salute the actors and all the production staff behind it. we should always make films like this, we really should. it's a story about three people who were adopted by two single sisters, who had loved them like their own ever since. two of the said orphans, barretto and rosales, fell in-love with each other. when apparently, ocampo also have this hidden desire for the girl, this is where the story started to be more interesting. the way the story actually ended was really unexpected, it's awesome. 10 points!&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/8721183-112662086065916465?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112662086065916465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112662086065916465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112662086065916465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112662086065916465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/09/movies-114.html' title='movies 114'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112655270724790298</id><published>2005-09-12T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:51.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 148</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;an ear operation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;my mother-in-law just had an ear operation last tuesday. it was an infection on her left ear that made her suffer for years now which made her decide about it. it was years when she cannot dip her head when she swims, she cannot take a bath without her earplugs, and that left ear is already deaf so she cannot use it for telephone conversations and alike. we visited her on wednesday morning and it's great that the operation was successful. she was so hungry craving for &lt;em&gt;Jollibee Longanisa breakfast meal&lt;/em&gt; already, hahah. she was even taking pictures of her operated ear and all that. hahah. get well soon mommy! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lunch @ our place on Grandparent's Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was Grandparent's Day last sunday, and since my dad haven't seen our place yet, we invited them for lunch. there was boxing during that time as well so my dad's attention was more on the fight than on the food. &lt;em&gt;sorry dad, i forgot you're allergic to squid =)&lt;/em&gt; my lolo requested calamares, and out of my excitement to prepare one, i actually forgot that my dad has this slight allergy to seafoods so he wasn't able to eat those. it's a good thing we had beef so he's fine. hahah. my dad was just so happy to see our little home. and it really shows that he's so proud of me being able to design the house my style, which is lovely as he've said. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Grandparent's Day to all of our grandparents! Lolo Eliong, Papa Ray, Lola Yvonne, Lola Hening, and to our late lolo&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; and lola&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;, we love you all! forgive us for not being able to greet everyone in person, like papa ray, we even failed to call you, lola yvonne and lola hening, we're so sorry. well, it doesn't make us bad apo&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; right? heheh. we love you all and thank you for all the love.&lt;/em&gt; greetings from me and my family. (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112655270724790298?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112655270724790298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112655270724790298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112655270724790298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112655270724790298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-week-148.html' title='blog week 148'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112612514062926740</id><published>2005-09-08T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:51.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a horoscope ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just saw my horoscope for today in friendster, and this is what it says ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're so good at taking care of others, but isn't it about time you put yourself first? Make a point of doing it -- otherwise it's all too easy to assume the position of martyr and secretly resent other people for not seeing your needs. Practice recognizing your own requirements and meeting them. Not only will this defuse any resentment, you'll actually be prepared to give more, and from a very genuinely generous place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;whoah! that strucked me ... it made me think about this trait of mine ... hmmmmm ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112612514062926740?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112612514062926740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112612514062926740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112612514062926740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112612514062926740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/09/horoscope.html' title='a horoscope ...'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112566798752150536</id><published>2005-09-05T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:50.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 147</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes, we are not a perfect couple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i just thought of sharing this to you guys. carlo and i had a misunderstanding last wednesday, which lasted around 30 hours, hahah. it started because he has been so sarcastic when he speaks to me the past days. i understand that it's because he hardly sleeps and that makes him hot tempered of some sort, but i just thought that it's too much for me to handle already. i went to work without even kissing him goodbye, so he knew i'm mad, well actually, i'm hurt. he said sorry and texted ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.... i'm sory kung ganun ako magsalita pagpasensyahan mo na ako. tinotopak na naman yata ako. sory. Happy 1 yr. and 1 month Wedding Anniversary. Luv u mama. mis na kasi kita eh ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;now that's something. it was actually the 31st of august. what i did was i went half-day at work and surprised him by arriving at their store to fetch him at 2am, hahah. i love you my sweetheart! =) it feels good to argue once in a while, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nianne's adjustments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we had decided to just get a school service for nianne, it is really a huge sacrifice in her part. she had to wake up at four in the morning, do her routine before school (eat, bath, etc), stay at the school service and travel around the vicinity for two hours (since she is being fetched around 5am, and will arrive in school at 7), be at school for more than five hours and arrive home after an hour and a half after class, she is sooo tired of her schedule everyday. well, as we've explained to her. she's a big girl now, and if she wanted to have a baby in the house, she have to learn to make sacrifices for the family. i'm just so lucky that our daughter is a smart girl and that she loves school that's why everything is no problem to her. anyways, it's just seven months to go and we'll definitely transfer her to a better school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PJ's christening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we attended PJ's christening last sunday at the sacred heart parish in makati. the ceremony was so solemn, PJ was so quiet and asleep. well, not until the priest poured the holy water on his head, he actually cried for some weird reasons, hahahah. and the priest actually called him &lt;em&gt;Pakko&lt;/em&gt; ... hahah, so funny. the reception was held two hours later, yes, two hours later. so wacks, cess, joi and i went to glorietta first and had lunch at heaven n' eggs. and since the reception will be held on a park, joi and i were forced to buy some slip-ons in replacements to the heeled shoes we were wearing that time. haay. it was a potluck merienda reception at the San Lorenzo park (at the back of glorietta) and we actually enjoyed the relaxing feeling, smell and all that. it's been a while since i've been on a park to relax so it's nice. we headed home around 4pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;welcome to the christian world PJ! and to the parents, pakko and toks, it's good to see you guys, kudos to the one of a kind baptism, we had fun. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally, they met already&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;carlo and i had been together for more than seven years now, but it was just last sunday that his mom and my dad met in person. hahah, funny and weird. due to some circumstances and busy career life of those two people, it's just last sunday that they actually met over some dinner my dad prepared in their home, well, our home as well, heheh. it was cool, they shared a lot of stories already and acted that as if they've known each other forever. finally. no more strangers in the family. hahah.&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/8721183-112566798752150536?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112566798752150536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112566798752150536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112566798752150536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112566798752150536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-week-147.html' title='blog week 147'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112534956883948020</id><published>2005-08-29T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:50.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whattaweekend!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;not one of my ordinary weekends ... here's why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my Mom turned 45&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's my mom's birthday last saturday, august 27. we weren't able to celebrate the event like we used to, since she has classes that day, which lasted until about 9pm, and carlo has work that night so we didn't eat out as well. she just bought some food for a simple dinner in her house, and i know that simply because the three of us, her kids are there with her, she's happy. we gave her a set of Magnolia Soap from Marks and Spencer, and reminded her that it's for bathing and not for display purposes, hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to my mom ... it has been 45 years since you were born. Athough we were never a perfect "mother and daughter tandem", i love you. and i wanted to thank you for everything that you've given to us. i'm sorry if i was never a "dream daughter" for you, it's just that i'm better and more than that as you've said. life is too short, i just hope that soon we would be able to do something about our differences. but then, i'm very proud to have a mother like you. i wish you all the happiness that you deserve. Happy Birthday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our Tagaytay instant getaway!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we were really planning to just attend mass and eat out last sunday. but when i told my dad that we wanted to go to Tagytay, he agreed so we went. we left manila around lunch time. we went to tita rea's place in cavite to fetch her and alexa, we had late lunch there and the rain was really pouring out hard. we thought that the tagaytay plan will not pursue, but by the time we were about to leave, the rain stopped so we decided to go ahead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's drizzling in tagaytay and due to too much fog we wasn't able to enjoy the view. we just drove around and had snack at Bag of Beans Cafe, and the owner of the place, Chat, and my dad were actually acquainted, they're basically not friends but they know each other. we had some pasta (lasagna and puttanesca), their famous beef and gravy pie which is sooo yummy, and their oh so tempting Frozen Hot Chocolate. carlo was observing too much coz' he doesn't feel comfortable being on a competitor's place as he said, hahah, so funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;after eating we went to the resthouse of our Lola Susan Meyer and the garden was really AWESOME! the place was really wide, surrounded with plants and beautiful flowers, flowers that were even from other countries, exotic plants and all that herbal leaves, they're all there. the place was really beautiful. see it for yourself, buy the August issue of MY HOME Magazine, the garden was featured in their My Garden column, that's how beautiful it really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;to end it all, we dropped by some fruit stands to buy fruits and the famous Collette's (did i spelled it right?) for some sweets. we really enjoyed ourselves. everybody was like laughing and my dad's stories and jokes were non-stop. we're planning to have another out of town trip next week, and we're all excited about it! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another Cadiz was born&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;rose reyes-cadiz, my &lt;em&gt;bilas&lt;/em&gt; (wife of christopher, carlo's brother, get that?!? hahah) gave birth to their second son last sunday, august 28, around 7am. we remembered that she should be due by september, it's a bit earlier than expected so the baby is still on an incubator, while his mom is still at rest, recovering from a cs session. we were planning to visit them by tomorrow, if schedule will allow then. we're all excited to see the baby! it's been six years since we had a baby in the family so it's so nice to have a blessing and joy in his character. according to my mom-in-law, the baby will be named Ramon Christian Reyes Cadiz, cool! ramon after their late dad which is the lolo, and christian after the father, christopher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to our new nephew, we wish you all the best of everything. we'll always be here for you. mwah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112534956883948020?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112534956883948020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112534956883948020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112534956883948020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112534956883948020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/08/whattaweekend.html' title='whattaweekend!!!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112498915236429842</id><published>2005-08-29T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:50.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 146</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;life just gets better and better ... haaay ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;email is everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;the week started with huge amount of calls on queue due to the mailserver outage of our account. around 25 to 50% of our customer's emails just stopped working for some weird reasons. the issue was resolved on wednesday night but the queue just never stopped till friday. i really don't know why but for some people, email plays a big part on their business, or more than that, their life, that's why. tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;issues resolved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;finally! we got a new househelp. her arrival and appearance was not really something that we have expected all along. but who cares! finally, the sleepless days, skipped meals and all that issue about taking myself for granted are all over. hopefully, enough sleep and meals on time will be back, and i can pamper myself now, hahah. by the way, thank you to everyone who helped me find a helper, who were also the people who congratulated me since i already have one, hahah! and aside from that, our issue regarding nianne's transportation to school have been decided already. carlo and i just realized that it will be more convenient for both of us, since were both working night shifts, and that since nianne is big enough to make sacrifices for the family, we just let her on a school service. she will be fetched at 5am everyday and will be home and hour and a half after class, but that's life. we're just lucky that our daughter is mature enough to understand that her dad can't afford 3 hours of sleep a day just to bring and fetch her to school so she understood, and she actually love the whole school service idea anyways so there's definitely no problem. haaay ... thank god...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;insular life building got it's life back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;have you guys seen the new Insular Life Building? (ayala cor, paseo de roxas, makati) it's awesome. sorry but when i started working in makati, it's basically one of the old and not so pretty buildings here in ayala, but look at it now. it was renovated, and was transformed to be the center of all the needs of people working around the vicinity. it got almost everything. imagine jollibee, delifrance, pizza hut, gerry's grill, yellow cab and starbucks all in one stop! it's like wow! awesome! and the best thing about it is that the said building is right beside ours, hahahah! love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;call center of the month (july)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;whew! EarthLink Manila (peoplesupport team of earthlink) ahem .. ahem .. is again awarded as Call Center of the Month for July! cool! we're sooo good guys! were unbeatable! i salute all of us! wow! well, as usual, yellow cab pizza and kfc chicken were all over the floor, yummmmm! keep up the good work guys! i'm proud to be part of this team! i really am! (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112498915236429842?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112498915236429842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112498915236429842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112498915236429842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112498915236429842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-week-146.html' title='blog week 146'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112472485318719572</id><published>2005-08-22T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:50.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 145</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mahal ko, i salute you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;my husband carlo just got regularized. congrats mahal, now you're paranoial about it has come to a good result, heheh. i love you my barista! keep up the good work! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nianne on letters, numbers and losing teeth, hahah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;my daughter nianne just can't stop reading nowadays, i dunno, it's just now that she actually is fond of reading stuff, i mean everything, billboards, labels, titles, commercials, and just every single word that came accross her eyes, she tries to read it. it's just now guys, nianne just hates letters but when it comes to numbers, she just can't get enough of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;as early as 5 (years old) she can already count from one to a hundred, add and subtract, even fractions. but when it's about time for reading and writing, she hates it. well, all i can say is thank you God for knocking her head and making her realize that she's already in grade school and play is now the least priority, hahah. and by the way, she just lost one of her front tooth. she looks funny, but the story behind it is just funnier! she was eating popcorn one evening before bedtime, when she suddenly felt that her tooth just cracked or something, so she cried and screamed and called her grandma (her mommy edith, carlo's mom), and said that it really hurts (well i think she's just scared, heheh). so my mom-in-law just used the traditional thread and pulled her tooth off. it was really cute. now one of her permanent front tooth is starting to come out so we're all excited about it. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kevin on the UPCAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just had a nice conversation with my bro last saturday, while waiting for our dad, and he just told me stories about the upcat he took. as usual, the math part of the exam was just that simple for him, but he said that he wasn't able to finish it due to time pressure. and guess what, he wasn't really sure about the reading comprehension part of it. he's reasons, he is already dying to go to the restroom, hahah. i knew it bro, you hate english and i love english and you love math and i don't love math that much, that's life, heheh. good luck on the results, i know you'll make it! &lt;em&gt;'kaw pa eh mana ka sa akin&lt;/em&gt;, hahahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome to the Christian World Alexa! ;-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;my half-sister (my dad's child with his second wife tita rea) ALEXA just got baptized last saturday at the Sto. Domingo Parish, where apparently, me and carlo got baptized as well =). the event was just simple but well organized, the preparation for the gathering was well managed by my step-mom, &lt;em&gt;naks, galeng&lt;/em&gt;. the ceremony was done on the little chapel they have designated to baptismals, and it's just the &lt;em&gt;ninongs&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;ninangs&lt;/em&gt; who are allowed to enter the room, well, kevin and i managed to sneak in as well, heheh. it ended after an hour, then we headed to the reception, which was held at the chinatown's best food buffet in banawe st., qc, and the food was great! my sister received tons of gifts and nianne just enjoyed opening them all, heheh, well, we just thought a ten month old baby still can't so we let her did it. all in all, the event was successful. and to my sister alexa, yes, the message on your signature frame is sooo true, you're really my dream sister who came into reality. i'll always be here for you, be a good girl and always be a stand out like ate, hahah! ;-) mwah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112472485318719572?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112472485318719572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112472485318719572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112472485318719572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112472485318719572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-week-145.html' title='blog week 145'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112437783348590947</id><published>2005-08-18T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:50.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I AM: a loving wife to carlo, a proud mom to nianne carla, and a special "nicole" to all of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK: that life should be lived to the fullest, and greatest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT: to go back to school, and this time, be with the thing that i really love doing, and where i know i am at my best each time, theatre arts and music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH: that i would be able to achieve all of my dreams the right way on it's perfect time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL: blessed, happy, loved, complete and fulfilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE: the life that was given to me, all about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE: it when i got nothing to do, anything mabaho, and people who just can't manage their own business! please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEAR: losing someone i love, even someone i just simply know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REGRET: those times when i let other people decide for me, and the fact that carlo and i just got married last year,  we should've lived on our own since start, tsk tsk tsk ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ALWAYS CRAVE FOR: time, more time (it's never enough for me to be able to do the things that i need and want to), and sleep (i need this, and i think i really do, hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ALWAYS: think of other people's benefit first in everything i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT: who you think i am according to rumors and on what other people say, hahah! read the testimonials for a start, or better yet, get to know me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT: stop talking. sorry. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CRY: all the time (happiness, failures, hardships, movies, stories, other people's issues) i'm such a cry baby. huhuhuh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD: learn how to get mad at people, and even fight back when needed. i just can't ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM CURRENTLY: enjoying all the blessings from Our Father, loving life more and more each day. (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*this is a so-called "chain post". share yours, post it in your blog ...&lt;/em&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/8721183-112437783348590947?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112437783348590947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112437783348590947&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112437783348590947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112437783348590947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/08/i.html' title='I ...'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112411039919043461</id><published>2005-08-15T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:49.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 144</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;same thing: not much sleep; dry cuticles; endless househelp search; nianne still as a human doll; carlo has to spend more time with his mistress named espresso machine; and me; i need a vacation, please ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sleep problems and the coffee after effect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i noticed that for the past weeks now, i will start to feel sooo sleepy after 1am, which is usually not the case. no matter how much cups of coffee i drink for the entire shift, it doesn't work anymore. =( during the day, i now manage to sleep from 8am to 2pm, which is around 6 hours, which is double the 3 hour sleep i have been struggling, so it's definitely better! but then, i will still start to crave for the bed after eating lunch in the office, and it's not good. i need to do something about this. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mom and daughter date&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;nianne and i spent some bonding time together last sunday. first, we had late lunch with carlo, but since carlo had to leave for his 4pm shift, nianne and i just decided to stay at the mall, do some little shopping and watch a movie. we just stroll around and bought some gifts for people. first we bought a baby gift set (powder, lotion, soap, etc) from enfant for my sister alexa's chritening on the 20th. then we bought a set of magnolia soap from Marks and Spencer for my mom's birthday on the 27th. then we bought a black polo-shirt from bench for carlo, i haven't given him a wedding anniversary gift, since after all these years, it's so hard to think of a gift that will surprise him, and at the same time, will be something he like or need. so i actually waited for him to say something that he want, in this case, he said he wanted to buy a black polo, so there. he liked it as usual, hihihi. then we watched ice princess over some fruititas melon shake and our favorite potato chips with adobo flakes in chezzy garlic sauce from top your chips. we went home around 8pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ice Princess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;a story about a teenager, who had decided her future over an entire summer period. she had to choose between a Physics Scholarship with Harvard University, and of course skating. her physics professor on her junior high gave her a chance to get a recommendation for the said scholarship, only if she can give him a good "phisical" research. and since she oh sooo love skating, she used it as the subject for her research, she used different computations and stuff, using the magic of physics to measure a skaters movement, grace and all that. then she just ended up enrolling herself to a course, got accelerated two levels, and just found out that her calling is really for skating. so after saying "no" to harvard scholarship, breaking her mom's heart, and working her ass out to pursue her training for skating, in the end, she was at her best with everybody by her side for support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was a good movie, another one of walt disney pictures that's why. the story line was something we can call original and interesting. the concept, and the idea of how a summer vacation can actually open you eyes to what you are really destined to be and will make you change your entire plan for life ... watch it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/iceprincessposterbig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;after the movie, nianne just can't stop immagining herself skating, hahah. and she's really making me and her dad &lt;em&gt;kulit&lt;/em&gt; about persuing the skating lessons she was supposed to have taken last summer, let's see! ;-)&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/8721183-112411039919043461?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112411039919043461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112411039919043461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112411039919043461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112411039919043461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-week-144.html' title='blog week 144'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112379081324258612</id><published>2005-08-12T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:49.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filipino ... Be Proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i got to watch a special episode of Mel &amp; Joey (formerly Mel &amp;amp; Jay (channel 7)) last sunday. it's for their first anniversary special, which features filipinos living and working in san francisco, ca, usa. the stories and the people are really funny, and it made me feel mixed emotions, here are they and why ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;. some filipinos there are living alone, away from their friends, away from their family, away from their so-called home. i really felt sad about the fact that some people really need to sacrifice their time away from their family to earn a living. i know that we have a saying that goes "people can't live on love alone", but do you think life would still be good if you have all the money without your loved ones. i don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;. filipinos are all over america. some of them actually have built and live their lives there for years already, even businesses. there are more than 10 jollibee stores all over san francisco alone, and it's funny to see the houses/ kitchens of the filipinos there, they got filipino stuff inside their fridge, even stuff that is not even available for purchase in their place. some of them got &lt;em&gt;tuyo, buko pandan, daing na espada, bagoong, datu puti suka&lt;/em&gt;, and even &lt;em&gt;tupig&lt;/em&gt; from &lt;em&gt;pangasinan&lt;/em&gt;. it's really funny how filipinos can really find ways to get what they want, hahah. and it always depend on the need. one of them even have a &lt;em&gt;tabo&lt;/em&gt; on her closet, hahah, really cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt;. there's one place in san francisco who actually have a mayor who is pure filipino, born and blood. sorry for not noting his name, but he actually have people working for and under him, some of them are even americans. he said during the interview that of course nobody can avoid intrigues and all that discrimination, but what can we do, filipinos are great, we can do things that some other people from other races can't, and there should be no problem with that especially if we're always doing a great job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amazed&lt;/span&gt;. i love dory of finding nemo sooo much. my daughter and colleagues can attest to that. and i was really amazed to find out that the creator or the person behind the character is a filipina! (the charater, not the voice) sorry but again, i forgot her name, i tried to find it, but i wasn't able to, but still, she is a filipina. she studied in saint's scholastica and in the university of santo thomas, she sent some samples of her works directly to pixar animation and right after graduation, she flew there and worked for the said company. it's sooo cool and amazing and all that. i mean, the person behind the idea, appearance, the moves, the character of dory, was all from a young talentd filipina like her. she's an inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are countless of reasons why we really should be proud to be a filipino. let me and the call center industry be an example for one. almost 80% of the customer service or technical support of some businesses on other countries are all outsourced in our country. why, one, of course, let's face it, it's definitely a good choice for them since the pay we get is just an ample amount out of the huge profit they will be getting from their clients, but two, let them face reality, we are good! agents for technical accounts are always at their best, meeting their set metrics despite the fact that training was just conducted for a couple of weeks. and why do you think filipino nurses are "in-demand" on foreign countries, it's because nothing can compare to the way filipinos love their work and the people they work to or with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i know that there are so so so many issues and, ok, problems that our country are suffering from right now, but hey, life is good, and even out of this simple post of mine, i wish that some of us might start to think that the glass is really half-full. those filipinos abroad should serve as an inspiration to us, not to migrate, hahah, but to believe that we have all the reasons to go out, explore, and succeed, yet still proud to be pinoy! ;-)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112379081324258612?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112379081324258612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112379081324258612&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112379081324258612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112379081324258612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/08/filipino-be-proud.html' title='Filipino ... Be Proud'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112379111983583663</id><published>2005-08-12T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:49.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahahah ... this is funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;and this is just one proof that i really oh so love this thing! hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/wgryph/quizzes/Which%20Finding%20Nemo%20Character%20Are%20You?/"&gt;&lt;img alt="You are DORY!" src="http://images.quizilla.com/W/wgryph/1054595074_ndoryframe.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Which Finding Nemo Character Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quizilla&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/8721183-112379111983583663?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112379111983583663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112379111983583663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112379111983583663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112379111983583663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/08/hahahah-this-is-funny.html' title='Hahahah ... this is funny!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112352840592865439</id><published>2005-08-08T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:49.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 143</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;another week has been guys and it's basically the same thing. making myself fit to balance work in the office from work at home. still craving for some more sleep. missing the kind of weekend i used to spend with my husband before, it's really hard, i miss him sooo badly. and a lot more self issues that i could just keep to myself for now, hay....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate the Rainy Days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the rainy days just don't work for me, us, our family. i dunno, i just have this colds and flu (yes, i admit it now, this is no longer an allergic rhinitis, &lt;em&gt;sipon na sya, isang malalang sipon&lt;/em&gt;!) which has been a pain on my nose, chest and head for the past couple of weeks now. imagine this, i work on a graveyard shift, i only have like three hours of sleep a day, and it's raining outside. (lack of sleep + rain = flu) i am actually drinking this freakin' vitamin c, and i really feel that my colds get worse each day as i take another tablet of it. hahah paranoid. well, anyways, aside from the colds, it's really hard to do the laundry, it takes forever before they are ready to be folded and kept. carlo and i were kinda considering the commercial laundry now, maybe next week. the third rainy issue was our dirty kitchen, it's always wet, and slippery and all that. i don't even feel comfortable cooking and doing stuff in there these times coz' it's freezin' cold out there. and most of all. during these rainy days, all three of us are at the risk to get sick and all that where it shouldn't be. so rain, rain, please, go away for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't get enough of my sister Alexa ;-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;she is now 10 months old and she's soooo cute. she's so sweet and cuddly to me and all that, i can't help but just carry her, and hug her around, and play with her, and feed her, hay. babies are just oh sooo &lt;em&gt;nakakagigil&lt;/em&gt;! i honestly wanna bite her each time, heheh. i really miss those days when nianne used to be that small. hahah. but no, we're not having a new baby ok, not anytime soon! hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The so called queue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we've been queueing for the past week. again. i've been handling like 50 to 60 calls a night and it's not a joke guys believe me! i can feel and taste blood in my mouth already, hahah. scary. well, looking forward to the upcoming holidays where we'll be enjoying the so called &lt;em&gt;petiks&lt;/em&gt;, hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;till next week guys. i know you luv me so help me find a helper soon! heheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112352840592865439?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112352840592865439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112352840592865439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112352840592865439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112352840592865439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-week-143.html' title='blog week 143'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112292369826818282</id><published>2005-08-02T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:49.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 142</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's been a year since carlo and i got married, still haven't had enough sleep, in a way used to just taking a three hour rest each day, unintentionally skipping dinner every time, still can't find a way or should i say, still searching for the best time to go to the salon, goodbye Puerto Gallera Plans, and still looking for a househelp. haaay... what a so called life, yet, the marriage has been a year ... i'm happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MR. AND MRS. CARLO and NICOLE CADIZ turns 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's been a year. the memories of that very magical day, when we promised with each other to love and all that are still very much fresh in my mind. it's a very blessed year, although, the plans that we really have for our first wedding anniversay didn't happen, not even one of them, we had a simple celebration, and the fact that we are all together, we're happy. the day started when carlo sent me a message saying ... Happy Anniversary ... @ 4am. and the simple whole day celebration begun. well, as you all know, (well, that's if you've been reading this blog ever since) we were really planning to have a trip to Puerto Gallera. we been planning of going there even before, the wedding, hahah! well, that was after we've been to la union. since time didn't allow us to have a so called honeymoon, we just decided to celebrate our first anniversary there. out of the most unfortunate events, hahah, it rained, carlo's request for a two day restday was not approved, and i was not feeling well to travel so we wasn't able to go. however, we got plan B, go to splash island or 8 waves, but as said, it rained so it didn't happened as well. we decided to just buy all the food we wanted to eat that day and share a feast lunch with the three of us. heheh. we had a &lt;em&gt;bilao&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;em&gt;pansit malabon&lt;/em&gt;, a bucket of kfc chicken, some grilled liempo, lots of rice and soda the complete the drama. we had lunch at home, yum! then we attended mass in the afternoon, to the same church we had our wedding and nianne's baptism, then we just walked around sm north edsa to look for some good stuff from the sale. then to complete the day, we went to the grocery store, hahah, as useless. well, as simple at it may seem, we are together, we are very much blessed, and we are happy. it's definitely very much better than any out of town trip. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not Just your Ideal MousePad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;dad gave me a really weird/cute/ergonomic/unique mouse pad. he got it from saudi, its color is blue-green, kinda transparent and of an oval shape. but what makes her unique is its gel where you can actually put your wrist on as a support or rest. and it's gel, cute! heheh. anyways, thanks dad, you always got great ideas on stuff. i just wish it wont't be stolen or something here in the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just in the Mood for Shopping this week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i bought a new pair of white flats from Sari-Sari Store, nianne had one from Little Ones by Celine, she also got some slippers from that store as well. Bought a pair of slippers for my sister diana, and a pair of little shoes for my sister alexa, same store. We bought a brown polo-shirt from Gingersnaps, a birthday gift for Ralph (my nephew-in-law), &lt;em&gt;he's 7 now, celebrating his birthday today, happy birthday dear!&lt;/em&gt; got a blouse from nafnaf and kamiseta, and one for nianne from kinderbench. well, after shopping, we realized that we should've waited for the 3day sale of sm for the weekend, haay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;another week have been. i just realized that my energy were all drained from shopping to lack of sleep to doing the laundry and cooking. i urgently need a househelp, so guys ... please ... and i terribly need to go to the salon soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112292369826818282?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112292369826818282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112292369826818282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112292369826818282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112292369826818282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-week-142.html' title='blog week 142'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112290389003521342</id><published>2005-07-31T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:48.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's our first Wedding Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Happy Wedding Anniversary Mahal! Thank you for a wonderful year. I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6072/605/1600/carlo&amp;me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6072/605/320/carlo%26me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112290389003521342?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112290389003521342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112290389003521342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112290389003521342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112290389003521342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-our-first-wedding-anniversary.html' title='It&apos;s our first Wedding Anniversary!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-111471585644096833</id><published>2005-07-31T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:45.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The reasons why I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;we often ask each other on why can't we think of concrete reasons why we have this so much love. well, i just think that there's an endless list of them so we can't think of the ultimate one. since we are celebrating our first anniversary as a married couple, let me give you a virtual gift that will make you realize how much you made me complete. the reasons why i love you, since you're always asking me about it, here are some of them! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because i met you on a very special day, Christmas! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because the first phone call you made was to greet me Happy New Year, it was midnight of the new year, 1998 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because our first date was when you asked me to accompany you to the chuch and offer some prayers, that was your birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you asked me to be your girlfriend on the right place and the right time, my hometown, the day after my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you always make me feel oh so special and important all the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you can manage to stay on the phone with me who knows how long from night until morning is up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you tell me everything and you never keep secrets, just "white lies" which were all understandable, hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because i can tell you everything. from family issues, to work related issues, issues with friends or other people, even our own issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you listen to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because with us, there's always a story to tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you can drive 24/7 and still bring us home safe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because i can go crazy on food from shomai to pizza and even manage to eat all of 'em inside the movie house with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you are proud of me, us, our family, and our life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you sleep with a unique attire, hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you never forget to put down the visor everytime i get in the car and the sun is up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you always give me the ultimate body massage ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you are the one who change my clothes even if i'm asleep, anytime i forget it since i'm dead tired from work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you're the one who puts lotion on my feet eveytime i forgot to, and on my back since i cannot reach it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because we always have lots of fun everytime we share the shower. wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you always insist to wash the dishes and do the laundry because you wanted my hands to be oh so perfect all the time, hahah, this one's funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because nothing compares the way you touch my hand and face, anytime you just wanted to, out of no reason &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you never get tired of me, where it seems like you just can't get enough of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you spoil me, heheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you make me crave for more of the coffee/frappuccino you yourself made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you're the most georgeous barista i've met in my entire life! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because we laugh together, we sing together, we share a life together, we dream together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because for you, nothing's more important than what nianne and i want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i love you because you have given me the greatest gift a woman can have, an adorable child &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you gave me the life that i want, i wanted, and always wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... i love you because you have chosen to spend the rest of your life with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and most of all, i love you because you are who you are, a god's gift, the father of my child, my destiny, my love. everytime i share with you is a reason to live, dream, and be happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i am so honored to call you my husband ... happy 1st wedding anniversary to us, and i love you again. (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a whole lot more, but we'll save the others for the next years ... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-111471585644096833?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/111471585644096833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=111471585644096833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111471585644096833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111471585644096833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/07/reasons-why-i-love-you.html' title='The reasons why I love you'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112238811514833621</id><published>2005-07-26T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:48.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 141 (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carlo and Nicole lucky @ 7!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;carlo and i had been in-love for seven years now. we celebrated our anniversary of being together last sunday, july 23, yes, i actually said "i love you too" to him a day after my birthday! =) well, seven blessed years have been and we got forevermore to go mahal! still counting! i love you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. &amp; Mrs. Cadiz watched Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Smith. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we watched Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Smith last sunday. it's a good thing the movie's still being shown in SM fairview so we got to see it. three letters to describe the film, HOT! the movie, the story, the concept, the production, the locations, the scenes, and the actors are really hot! we enjoyed it, even nianne did! it's basically a story about two people, of the same field of work, who share the same secrets of who they really are, who had met, fell in-love, got married, tried to kill each other, but had chosen to just stay beside each other in the end, all because of the oh so called love! =) cute! i really thought that it will be an "action/suspense movie", but the story just surprisingly revolves and focused on the problem of the two as husband and wife. it was so true. three things: communication is the number one factor to make things work. being true to each other (since they actually have tons of secrets from each other) is the key to a so called commitment that both of you should share, and lastly, take it from me guys, a happy sex life is all it takes to keep everything all in place, hahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dad is back!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;after a year and a half of spending time working on helicopters and driving in the desert, my dad is back home for a vacation. thanks for the necklace dad! mwah! &lt;em&gt;outing na tayo&lt;/em&gt;! heheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112238811514833621?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112238811514833621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112238811514833621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112238811514833621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112238811514833621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-week-141-part-2.html' title='blog week 141 (part 2)'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112230237836236705</id><published>2005-07-25T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:48.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 141</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;as usual as it is, mommy goddess is stucked at the kitchen, was in the grocery store for three straight days, and was forced to cook around 3 kilos of baked macaroni, hay... all of these on our birthday week. if you guys are gonna ask me for a wish for my birthday, i have always said that i really wanted a day-off! a real one! i was really planning to just spend an entire day at the salon, pampering my hair and nails, have a massage of some sort, but that thing was just re-scheduled for next week, hay. how i wish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOURS TRULY JUST TURNED 22 ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;belated happy birthday to me! i just turned 22 three days ago. hay, i dunno, i've always wanted to be 25, i was even pretending to be one, heheh. but really, i think that this year will be different. i really feel that something more special will happen, and that more blessings will be coming, and i'm just oh so thankful to still be here after 22 years of life. good luck to the coming days of being 22, and good luck to the coming years. (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUR PRINCESS IS NOW 6!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;all of you guys know that nianne, my daughter, and i have the same birthday, it's cool, and funny, hahah! i remember that it was around 8pm july 21st, six years ago, when my tummy starts to have this weird pain and all that. i was really telling myself that ... this is a false alarm ... this is still not it ... hello! i was like all prepared for a birthday bash the next day so bare with my reactions, hahah. well, then, around 10:10 in the morning, i gave birth to the most precious princess in the world, nianne carla! come to think that she's six now, hay. time is just so fast, so fast that i got to realize, she's already in grade school. i just wish her all the best. we love you sweetie! mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A WEEK OF GOING TO THE GROCERY, COOKING, BLOWOUT AND FOOD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i was in the grocery store for like three days last week. by the time i was about to cook and prepare some food, i just remember something that i forgot to buy the last time, hay. well, aside from that, i was like living in the kitchen for three consecutive days. i had to prepare some baked macaroni carlo and i gave to our respective colleagues as a "birthday blowout" (as they call it, heheh). then i had to prepare food for nianne's classmates for her simple party at their school, baked macaroni also and some fried drumsticks, not to mention that i had to pack some candies and stuff on loot bags as giveaways for the kids, and finally, for a dinner with our family on our birthday, we did a seafood motif, so we had: steamed tilapia in garlic- butter sauce, some calamares, shrimp with mixed vegetables and quail eggs, we had pancit bihon and some green fried rice (something i learned from grilla, heheh), then my mom brought some crispy pata and ice cream, and my mom-in-law brought a barel of chicken from kfc. hay, i'm not stressed for this week, but i'm definitely tired! thank God our birthday celebrations are all over. good luck for the next year, i definitely know now what to do to make things easier, hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you to all of you guys who remembered me/my birthday. and those who took some part of their precious time to greet me, text me, call me, email me, send me a message and even testified thru friendster and my blog, and to our dear family who were there for our simple birthday celebration. thank you. thank you for the presents as well, especially those from my mahal, my mom, my dad, my lolo, and my mom-in-law, thank you very much! mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND AFTER ALL THESE, I GOT SICK ... ^sigh^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;what a great way to start another year of life, i got sick and was trying to survive with a severe asthma attack, a clogged nose and some dry cough that is really hard to tollerate! i really think that i actually am experiencing their so called "&lt;em&gt;pasma&lt;/em&gt;". because i was literally on fire, infront of the stove, cooking the whole day friday for 10 hours straight, then i took a cold bath afterwards, maybe that's why. then the colds were due to the allergic rhinitis i have for three weeks now, and then here comes the cough followed by the asthma, hay, whattalife! carlo brought me to the hospital on sunday night, i can't breathe at all and i have fever already. the doctor gave me two doses of nebules right away, who had diagnosed that my left lung is no longer functioning during those times, no air whatsoever, so i was like using just my right lung to breathe, cool, heheh. i also had my eye irritation checked and was given some medicines to take again, hay. i was advised to take a 2 day rest, but then i decided to just come to work, since i think staying at home, in bed, will just make these feelings worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;so, here i am, as i write this post i feel better and better each time, heheh. till next week! (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112230237836236705?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112230237836236705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112230237836236705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112230237836236705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112230237836236705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-week-141.html' title='blog week 141'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112171985142268677</id><published>2005-07-18T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:48.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 140</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hey guys, it's been a very stressful week as usual, our birthday's like in four days time and i still have to figure out the best way to make all of our plans fit into our schedule. gosh. i'm kinda getting used to not having a helper in the house, having just 3 hours of sleep a day, and of spending my restdays with nianne during the first half of the night apparently. hay, i'm good. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;WHAT THE H*LL IS HAPPENING TO OUR COUNTRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;last week have been a week of worries for us who is actually woking in Makati! there's a huge amount of people scattered all over ayala avenue, asking our president to resign whatever. without the consideration that aside from the mess they create each day, they're actually killing the businesses here, and gave us a hard time travelling for work. i had to meet up with joi each day, and take the cab from buendia to the office to avoid all the people protesting in ayala. hay. what else is coming in the future!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112171985142268677?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112171985142268677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112171985142268677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112171985142268677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112171985142268677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-week-140.html' title='blog week 140'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112117631850685926</id><published>2005-07-12T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:47.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>carlo @ 25!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, after breaking some of my nails, burning some skin, wrapping a hundred pieces of shanghai, slicing several vegetables and stuff, cooking the whole day, preparing the house and all that, carlo's party was finally over. hay. i can breathe now, hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;the last time carlo had a "real" celebration for his birthday, i guess, was around 5 years ago, before we had nianne. it's been a while and simply because we've been oh so busy with school, raising nianne and some other issues we had before, we always fail to celebrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;this year, carlo turned 25. and since we thought that it's like a quarter of a century of his life, somewhat like a silver anniversary of life or something, we decided to throw out a simple dinner party. that day was the first time for some of our family and friends to see our place, and is ofcourse the first time for us to have a blowout in our home, of our own expense, and his first birthday with me being his WIFE =). it was really stressful and tiring but fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;everything of course started on the planning and preparing. we thought that the food should be foods that carlo loves the most. so we had his all time favorite &lt;em&gt;lumpiang shanghai&lt;/em&gt;, we had tacos, &lt;em&gt;lechon kawali, crispy pata&lt;/em&gt;, his mom's classic spaghetti and our family's own recipe of menudo. then we decided on who to invite and on how are we going to make them fit in our little home, hahah! well, we improvised a dining table by using their &lt;em&gt;pingpong&lt;/em&gt; table, and we borrowed some monoblock chairs from my in-laws house and our auntie ninang lizzie. we really planned to rent a videoke machine, but since we weren't able to schedule it early enough for the party, the karaoke concept was out of the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was really just a simple party, we basically just hosted our visitor's dinner that night, hahah. carlo was really surprised when i came out of the house singing happy birthday with a round sanzrival in my hand and a candle for him to blow, he said it was cute. eat, eat, eat, some picture taking before the visitors left, and then carlo and some of his friends just make &lt;em&gt;kwento&lt;/em&gt; over some red wine and strong ice beer until around 2am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks to everyone who came and celebrated with us, you guys really made carlo so happy, feeling oh so special that day. and thanks for the gifts too! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and to you mahal, happy birthday, and enjoy the next 25 years (and more) of your life  with me and nianne ofcourse. (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112117631850685926?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112117631850685926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112117631850685926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112117631850685926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112117631850685926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/07/carlo-25.html' title='carlo @ 25!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112111481558493286</id><published>2005-07-11T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:47.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 139</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is the busiest week i've had so far this year. the highlight's actually the 25th birthday bash of my hubby dear, but everything was definitely not as easy as i thought it would be, hay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i need a body massage, a hair spa, a foot scrub and a bubble bath under two shower heads, i feel so stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still looking for a househelp and yet have decided if we'll get a school service for nianne or not. oh please ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A REQUEST THAT WAS GRANTED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i actually requested for a schedule change, since i find my 10pm to 7am shift too late for me to be able to prepare nianne for school in the morning. i went straight to our team manager and asked him to change my schedule to 8pm to 5am, and guess what, i got it after a week, &lt;em&gt;lakas&lt;/em&gt;! hahah! i'm just oh so grateful to him that even if he's still single and that he don't have a child yet, he understood my issue. thanks mike! ur the best! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MOST AWESOME STARBUCKS STORE I'VE BEEN SO FAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i finally got a chance to visit carlo at his work in STARBUCKS commonwealth avenue. the store was really cool, i mean, wow! it's definitely the most awesome starbucks store i've been so far. tho my colleage sybil said it's 2nd to the most awesome for her and that i need to see STARBUCKS in intramuros manila and then tell, well, let's see. but their store was really cool, it's spacious and well lighted and the ambiance was really relaxing and all that, and of course mostly, carlo is the one who'll do my frappuccino and he do it best. hahah! there's just one word to describe what he's doing that time i went there ... &lt;em&gt;petiks!&lt;/em&gt; omigod, i was really teasing him coz' he's just playing on the stickers you guys need to get that backpack, well, yes, he's just playing with those stickers, sticking them on tissues and stuff, hay! i just felt oh so proud of him after seeing him operate the espresso machine and how he actually interact with the customers, it's funny and he's really cute, hahah! i'll definitely visit him often now, and next time, i'll make sure he's not aware of me being there, hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our birthday's in 10 days time. still deciding on wether we'll gonna host a dinner for our family at our place or if we'll just gonna invite them and eat out. we'll be bringing food for nianne's classmates and i'll be bringing food for my officemates if time will allow me tho. good luck to more stress ...&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/8721183-112111481558493286?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112111481558493286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112111481558493286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112111481558493286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112111481558493286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-week-139.html' title='blog week 139'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112066897424089850</id><published>2005-07-06T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:47.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind of Girl Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" width="250"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:18px;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am a hybrid of: &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.cookingtohookup.com/girls/girlnextdoor.php' target='_blank'&gt;Girl Next Door&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112066897424089850?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cookingtohookup.com/quiz/forgirls.php' title='What Kind of Girl Am I?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112066897424089850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112066897424089850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112066897424089850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112066897424089850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-kind-of-girl-am-i.html' title='What Kind of Girl Am I?'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-112050615399575358</id><published>2005-07-04T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:47.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 138</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;just another week of stress and distress. still in the process of looking for a helper that is yet to come, still on the process of adjustment with regard to activities in life, still missing my husband who is some kinda formulated to being a slave to the espresso machine, hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY DAUGHTER IS NOT A DOLL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i really wish that we have a choice. since we still haven't found a helper for the house yet, and nianne can't be left alone at night until carlo arrive by 4am, we decided to just bring nianne to my in-laws house and let her spend the night there for a couple of days. we were forced to just ask one of their drivers to fetch us around 8pm, bring all of nianne's stuff for school and to just let her came from that place before school for two days. it was really hard for me at first, since leaving her alone there, even if it's with our in-laws, it's really different since carlo and i weren't used to it, that not even one of us were with her, but do we have a choice. i really felt guilty about the situation, my daughter's not a freakin' doll for crying out loud! we're just oh so lucky enough to have a mommy edith and to have almost everyone in the house cooperate with our current situation. i just wish that this thing will stop and that everything will be back to normal soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIVE DAYS TO GO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's five days to go before carlo's 25th birthday bash. it's a good thing that i've started the preparation, i have bought 70% of the things needed for the food to be prepared already, but still there are lots of things needed to be done. first, we haven't made arrangements with the videoke machine rental, as well as the tables and chairs to be used, and we haven't informed most of the visitors we're expecting to come, we haven't setup the lighting we need outside the house, and i still need to finish all the stuff to prepare the house for the big day. and do you know why i really think that all of these are big tasks, it's because i'll be doing them all by myself! good luck! well, not until we have found a helper soon enough before sunday. hay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;'till here guys, i'm hungry ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-112050615399575358?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/112050615399575358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=112050615399575358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112050615399575358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/112050615399575358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-week-138.html' title='blog week 138'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-111990502217145765</id><published>2005-06-27T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:47.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 137</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i wasn't really in the mood to write this post. i know that any problem we have in the house should just stay inside the house and be as private as possible. but i can't help it, i need to burst out somethings inside me, thinking that i have no idea who will be reading this, if they really care or if they will rejoice to hell that i finally got a problem. damn ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love my work, i love our team, i love the company but i really really hate my supervisor!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't care if he even get to read this, since i know that he is aware that me and the rest of the team doesn't really like him being around, or doesn't really like him at all! he is a jerk! he's stupid! he's a social climber! he always pretend he knows everything but the truth is he know nothing! he's so so so &lt;em&gt;yabang&lt;/em&gt;! he thinks that he can make everybody believe on what he say, well, except from me dear! you know what he do, he makes his own strategies, his own rules, his own procedures, he thinks that he's the best even if he's definitely not. you can never be sick with him, meaning, if you call-in sick for work, it's just a 2% mark that he's going to believe your reason! the only thing that will make him believe that you're ill is when you are about to be buried already! any question you ask him is a stupid question, as if the only person in the world who knows every damn thing is him, that you're so bobo and all that! the way he speak and the way he just simply deliver any word, either in writing or in person, is so unexplainably sarcastic all the time, he thinks that he's actually higher than the operations manager where of course he's not again! i hate him! it's a good thing that my former supe is working on some kinda adopting me to their team, since they are all aware that i will definitely not be as good as i was if my supervisor is this jerk! good luck to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can't make up my mind on which schedule to get&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i was so lucky enough to get a nice schedule for work on our latest shift bid, 10pm to 7am, saturday- sunday off, that was even my choice, meaning, i want it. but upon realizing that nianne's schedule for school is in the early morning already, i won't be able to attend to her and prepare her for school since i'll be home by the late 8am! at first i thought 8pm to 5am will be fine for me. but the problem is, the means of transportation for that shift was hopeless. it was damn traffic on my way to work, so i was late each day, and, carlo won't be able to fetch me from the mrt station by 6am, so i needed to take some fx cab and a tricycle on my way home, so my expenses for the fair are unreasonably doubled. hay. the 8 to 5 shift was really the shift for me i thought, but upon pondering more further, i realized that it's too early for me. leaving nianne at night by 7pm is really early, atleast with my currect schedule, leaving by 9pm would allow me to bring nianne to bed first and be secure enough to think that she's safe. tho i really really want to be there and be the one to fix nianne for school ... hay ... what do i do ... i need to make a decision soon. i'm so lucky that there is a way to fix my schedule depending on what i need but i'm wasting my time. hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't think we are destined to have a househelp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we have been living on our own for more than a year now. we have just decided to get a househelp when carlo accepted a job offer from starbucks and that was on the third week of may, remember. well, due to some more important responsibilities she has as a mother to her child, the said househelp needed to leave and just attend to her daughter. she officially left the house on wednesday, so that makes me and carlo turn to everyone asking if they have anybody to recommend as a replacement. we will no longer afford not to have a helper in the house since both of us are in the night shift now, nianne will be alone during the night until carlo arrive early morning by 2 or 4. we were able to borrow the helper that we used to borrow from my mother-in-law for a night last friday, but due to some unexplained reasons, she just said that she will never go back because she can't stand the job... oh ... ok. remember that we have borrowed her in the past and for just a single day, she needed to do the laundry, clean the house, the whole house including the bathroom, while last friday night the only thing she did was the laundry on saturday morning and that's it, then she'll say that she can't stand the job, carlo and i don't think so, even my mother-in-law. well, we think that it's because we failed to give her an allowance the last time, since she's used to receiving an allowance each time we borrow her, and this time, carlo said that we'll just give it (supposed to be) on thursday when we borrowed her again. oh well, the problem with me is my being extra kind to them. i am fond of giving them almost everything i see on my things, everything i think of without limitations, carlo said ... &lt;em&gt;lumalaki ang ulo nyang mga yan ini-ispoiled mo kasi&lt;/em&gt; ... i duuno, i can't help it, but then now i realized that people are really abusive of whatever things you show or give them. better learn my lesson before it's too late. and i pray to find a better househelp soon, really soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am now jealous of starbucks, pity me ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;did you guys know that i actually had my first ever restdays without even sleeping with my husband (and i mean sleeping alone ok!), he's at work. well it's not really that bad since i slept with nianne and he actually arrive home by 4am, but it's really different. i miss him. we used to have a routine each week, especially if it's my restday, we'll do all the grocery and stuff on a saturday, then well attend mass, see some relatives, eat out and shop on a sunday, we even do some movie marathon the whole night on those weekends, now, not anymore. his schedule in starbucks is really weird, it's different everyday. he can't even have the whole weekend as his restdays, well, not yet. i know. life needs sacrifices, we have to make sacrifices and we have to accept these sacrifices, it's all for the better after all. i'm just looking forward for his birthday next week, and of course, our simple vacation getaway by the end of the month. hay. i miss my barista, my mahal, my husband, my everything, i'll bite him when i got home, hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most Audible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i failed to attend the blowout party of EarthLink last saturday in Gilligan's Makati. but still i didn't miss the action. i was awarded as Most Audible from one of the fun awards given that night. maybe that's because of me being a loud mouth and all that, well, the truth is, i speak for myself and it's rewarding. (",)  well, to those who voted for me, thanks guys, you're sooo funny! hahahah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well, i feel better now. i really thought that it was really a bad week for me, but then it's still not. we can still manage. god is with us still so were definitely very blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-111990502217145765?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/111990502217145765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=111990502217145765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111990502217145765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111990502217145765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-week-137.html' title='blog week 137'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-111929251181945717</id><published>2005-06-20T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:47.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 136</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT A GREAT WAY TO START THE WEEK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;our househelp just had her regular day-off and went home on monday.she then announced her resignation in the middle of noon while carlo and i was sleeping. we were really surprised... what the ... what are we gonna do, how are we gonna go to work, are just some random questions that came to our mind upon hearing the news. it's really not acceptable at first but we ended up with the decision not to let her go unless she has a replacement. the problem she have is that there's no one to take care of her daughter and that she said, the father's already pissed with the situation of being the one in-charge of the child. well, that's their personal/family issue so i might not bother ask more details, but since we are also affected with that scenario, we should care. i'm just hoping that the househelp my colleague was talking about will arrive soon so that everything will be smooth before carlo's birthday party. . . sigh . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BACK TO SCHOOL SEASON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;nianne is back in action, back to siena with a lot of adjustments and work out to do. first day of classes was supposed to be on monday, but since it's a declared no working whatever, first day of being in first grade for my daughter was on tuesday. well, carlo's car was affected by the color-coding scheme so we needed to avoid all those mmda's and policemen around when we brought nianne to school and back. then it's nianne's first time on a regular morning schedule, so she's some kinda new with all those flag ceremony and stuff, and she looks funny coz' she hates the sun, hahahah. it's a good thing we don't have a hard time waking her up or feeding her in the morning since she really loves school and she's always excited about it, but i pity her everytime she'll fall asleep inside the car on our way to the school, &lt;em&gt;antok pa&lt;/em&gt;. her new teacher looks fine, but i hate the fact that theres 42 of them in one section inside one room! and their classroom's not even airconditioned, well, this is nianne's last year in siena so &lt;em&gt;konting tiis nalang&lt;/em&gt;, hehe, they just don't know how to take care of thier students, they treat education as a business and not a foundation and we hate it! i just feel so blessed that nianne is a smart independent kid who can manage on her own so at least, i'm secure. good luck for this school year sweetie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CURRENT ADDICTION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;me and my friends here in the office are all hooked with the online game &lt;em&gt;bejeweled2&lt;/em&gt;, you can play it online or download it thru yahoo games. for me it's like a stress reliever, i play it the entire 9 hour shift of mine, on a call or on avail, i play it. the best game i got was last weekend when i reached level 12 and i will definitely beat the highest score i got so far, 69,785, good luck to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;last sunday was father's day and it's a busy day for us since it's a sunday, redundant, am i, hahah, sorry. first, i made sure that carlo will have all of the stuff he wanted to eat the whole day, even if i don't like it, hehe. so when he got home around 5am, i prepared some pork siomai for his breakfast, then we had lunch at kfc (which is his life) before we did the grocery, and we had dinner in my in-laws house, where my mom-in-law prepared some home-made siomai and tocino, yumyum. carlo's father's day was really cool, and aside from the early father's day gift nianne and i gave him last month, we bought a white polo shirt from bench, something he can use as a uniform in starbucks, or maybe just because we wanted him to open a gift on the exact father's day, or maybe because we just want to, hehe. happy father's day to everyone! my husband, my dad, my uncles, my cousins, my lolos, my in-laws, my friends, neighboors, everyone! keep rockin' you daddys! (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-111929251181945717?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/111929251181945717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=111929251181945717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111929251181945717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111929251181945717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-week-136.html' title='blog week 136'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-111867140562177587</id><published>2005-06-13T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:47.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 135</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;another week have been, and aside from being busy on preparing nianne's things for school and eating/ drinking frappe in different ways all week, there are some highlights as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE SUMMER SICKNESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three weeks ago, it was me, then the other week, it's carlo, then last week it's nianne. we rushed her to the emergency room of St. luke's Medical Center because her fever was at 40' last monday. the doctors checked her and had her blood checked, if ever there's &lt;em&gt;dengue&lt;/em&gt; or something, but thank god all of the results were fine. we went home and she was well after 3 days. it's a good thing she got sick before the classes starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;NEW SEASON, NEW SCHEDULE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time for another shift-bid here in the office. well, almost all of them have changed the schedule they currently have, while i chose to still have my 10pm-7am (sat-sun off) shift. it was funny because my so- called "priority number" was 31, guys that was out of 44. good luck to me. hah hah! well anyways, i still got the schedule that i want so why bother right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two people who celebrated their birthday last week, first is my brother-in-law, pepper, he's 27 now and is still cuddly, hehe! forgive us for not being there on the celebration. we just wish you all the happiness in life and more cars to come! =) second is pristina! the sweetie daughter of nianne's ninong JB! she's 3 now and she's getting prettier each year! we attended her birthday party in McDonalds in españa, and as usual, it's a children's party turned into an adults party thing again! hay! everybody just had fune playing all those parlor games and stuffs, while pristina and the other kids, especially nianne, enjoyed the prizes and gift items. until next year! hehe! well, happy birthday to you guys and just stay happy, all the time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-111867140562177587?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/111867140562177587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=111867140562177587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111867140562177587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111867140562177587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-week-135.html' title='blog week 135'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-111815628494075518</id><published>2005-06-07T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:46.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new pet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?b=bWM9ZmlzaC5zd2YmY2xyPTB4ZmYwNDJjJmNuPWRpeW9zYSZhbj1tb21teSBuaWNvbGU="&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="my pet!" src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/petimage/bWM9ZmlzaC5zd2YmY2xyPTB4ZmYwNDJjJmNuPWRpeW9zYSZhbj1tb21teSBuaWNvbGU=.png" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-111815628494075518?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/111815628494075518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=111815628494075518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111815628494075518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111815628494075518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-new-pet.html' title='my new pet!'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-111807615325853502</id><published>2005-06-06T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:46.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 134</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what a crazy week have been, mixed emotions and everything. &lt;em&gt;hay&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I REALLY TRY MY BEST NOW NOT TO HATE THE SUMMER SEASON! gggrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember that i was actually sick last month, guess what, it's carlo's turn! carlo went home really sick on monday night. after trying his very best to finish his 10 hour shift in Starbucks, he arrived home around 7pm with tears fallin' from his eyes saying that he can't stand it anymore. i was really worried, i first thought of skipping work to be able to take care of him that night so i did. i informed my supe and called forcedesk, my reason being that i have dysmenorrhea, sorry guys, but of course, the truth is, my husband was really really sick and i needed to attend to him. well, i prepared some nice dinner for him and gave him a sponge bath, but it doesn't work. at around 10pm, we decided to bring him to the hospital and be checked. he called and informed his supervisor as well that he won't be able to attend to work the following day, since it was confirmed by the doctor that his fever is a viral thing which was accumulated due to the colds he has for the past couple of weeks. we went home from the hospital around midnight, and i just had to wake him up every around 4 hours to take his medicine, and just gave him some iced sponge bath once in a while until he was able to get up and take a bath himself, that was on wednesday. well, whatelse, he forced himself and went back to work as early as wednesday, although he was advised to take a rest for about 5 to 7 days, he really loves what he's doing that's why. it's a good thing that he's well now. and i love him, hah hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, after my husband, there goes my daughter. she got sick on saturday morning, which is really not a big question to us why, since we were all aware that she might have got it from carlo and i but d*mn, her temperature doesn't even go lower than 39' C, i hate it. we even brought her to the hospital on sunday night since her temperature was already at the 40's, but thank god everything was normal with all the tests that was done. i wish her well and i really pray she gets better before the classes starts next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, so don't blame me if i'm already starting to hate the summer season, due to all the sickness it gave our family just for this short period of time. anyways, i'm happy to be assured that next summer will be less worries and less illness, know why? read on ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A CARRIER, THANKS DAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last friday, we finally purchased an airconditioner as sponsored by my father dear! &lt;em&gt;luv u dad&lt;/em&gt;! we bought a 1/2 hp Carrier window type airconditioner, it's actually carlo's choice but oh well, he's the boss. hah hah! it has this special feature, the so-called 5 way filter, which will basically filter any type of dust, from human dust to house dust to animal dust etc... etc ... well, what's important is that the thing was able to freeze our room, hah hah! kinda cool! thanks again dad! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A JUNE BRIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;last saturday, we attended the wedding of our dear friend joi, to her baby raymund! well, finally, and i'm so happy that it really happened guys, i mean, well, ok, i'm happy for you guys. i just wish you well, all the happiness and success as usual, less credit card bills and a life full of contentment and happiness. it's an honor to witness how you guys tied a knot, and it really flatters me when you asked me to sing one of your theme songs for your wedding, i really wanted to do it but i apologized, after taking 300 calls that week, my voice is so broken to even perform a tone as low as Fordham's version of the song. sorry guys, next time &lt;em&gt;babawi ako pwamis&lt;/em&gt;! luv yah both, and just always put god as the reson for everything that you will do. i'll always be here, congratulations and best wishes again! mwah! &lt;em&gt;postscript: enjoy that huge lamp from regalong pambahay! ingatan! =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok oh what a stressful and meaningful week it has been. need to go home now! (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-111807615325853502?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/111807615325853502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=111807615325853502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111807615325853502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111807615325853502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-week-134.html' title='blog week 134'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-111758065108434329</id><published>2005-05-31T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:46.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog week 133</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another week has been and as usual, there were a lot of things that happened and that was done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;BON VOYAGE ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on monday, my youngest uncle (my mom's half brother), justine left for the states for good. well, imagine that he had spent his entire life here, he finished primary and seconday education here, his mom, relatives and friends are all here, his life was practically here, and then he woke up one morning, off to go to a whole new place with a whole new set of people and start a life there for who knows how. &lt;em&gt;hay!&lt;/em&gt; at least, we all know that these are all for the better, so good luck to you tin! and we'll definitely miss you back here! mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AN INSTANT PARTY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there's something that we did look forward to when coming to work that monday night. our team, EarthLink Manila, won the Call Center of the Month Award, out of all the call centers out there, both from the Philippines, India, the States, etc. and aside from the award, the Vice President for Customer Support, Dhon Berryman, arrived to congratulate us, and to give us a simple party. it was cool, dhon was really funny and all, there were 25 barrels of KFC chicken, and 25 huge boxes of Yellow Cab Pizza, well, it wasn't a simple party after all, but everyone was really content and full after two pieces of chicken and two slices of pizza each, yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS DAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from one of those email messages i send my dad every now and then, i told him out of nothing that carlo and i was planning to buy an air condition for some prevention purposes, and just because the summer heat in our country is just oh so hopeless that i even got sick two weeks ago remember? guess what, my dad just sent some money on my bank account for it. wow, i wasn't even asking for it dad, but thank you so much! you're really the best! hah hah hah! luv yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CURRENT LIFE ISSUES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first, the basketball league being held on the basketball court, literally infront of our house, is still on going. so that means, a non-stop noise, huge amount of people coming in and out of the village, and less sleep for me! gggrrr! second is that our PLDT phone line application is still on their so called "waiting for approval status". come to think that it has been a month since i applied for it. what the hell is that approval all about that it needed to take a month for an answer! third, there's a hude problem with our pipes in the house, so were like on the search for the plumber of the hour, anyone ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR MERLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a close friend of mine way back senior high, just celebrated her birthday last saturday. Merly Remolano, the youngest daughter of the owner of Ding's Lechon Baka and Catering Services, ever heared of that? anyways, there were some things that happened that night. first, it was raining so hard that carlo can't even drive properly. then, the road on our way to their place was flooded so we needed to take an alternate route. well, we got there around 10pm, so late for the 7pm schedule. but when we got there, i saw some of our former classmates, and one of them, victoria, brought her baby boy kyle with her, he is sooo cute. we ate the ever original favorite grilled baka she always have, and some other food they all prepared. my throat was just abused again, since merly's sister and their friends just don't stop asking me to sing some songs they wanna hear, oh you guys! well, we had fun and had much food, haha! happy birthday dear! enjoy your Magnolia Hand and Nail Cream from Marks and Spencer! mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE EARLY FATHER'S DAY GIFT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's carlo's last week on training for Starbucks last week, so finally, he no longer need to go to makati this time, then to the store in commonwealth the other time. now, he will just be exclusive to the store so it's less travel and less stress for him, good! well, since father's day is in three weeks time, i asked him if he wanted the pair of nike slippers we saw at the mall as a gift, and he said that he would like to have a pair of shoes instead, oh no! what a spoiled bratt! haha! so we spent the whole sunday afternoon walking around the entire ayala center, from greenbelt 3 where we parked, all the way to the whole glorietta mall. he originally wanted to buy a black sneakers from lacoste he saw from my magazine. but after seeing how soft and "cheap looking" it is, he decided to get Dr. Martens instead. and that took him five hours to decide, take note! (men are really worse when it comes to shopping! joke! haha!) it was cute but the shoes just made me 4k poorer that day. well, for as long as my barista is happy, then there's no problem at all! Advanced Happy Father's Day Mahal! &lt;em&gt;mahal ko ikaw!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;that's it for last week guys. chao! (",)&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/8721183-111758065108434329?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/111758065108434329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=111758065108434329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111758065108434329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111758065108434329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-week-133.html' title='blog week 133'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-111712965441281013</id><published>2005-05-27T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:46.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mushy stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;they said ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there's this forwarded text message that will make you ask your friends of one word to describe you, and of no reply will be a curse to your friendship or something ... well, i asked some of them and this is what they said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cheska ---&gt; caring (well, i am so to you baby chekai!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dennis ---&gt; intelligent (ha-ha-ha! this one's flattering!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;erin ---&gt; confident (yeah, should be, haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eric ---&gt; confident (erin and eric are two different people with the same answer huh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rochelle ---&gt; goddess (ok, that one's obvious! hahaha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;roy ---&gt; sweet (aahhhhh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;janice ---&gt; &lt;em&gt;madaldal&lt;/em&gt; (so you can't think of a better one! hehe, at least you're honest)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pakko ---&gt; thoughtful (this ones effortless for me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aleck ---&gt; nice (nice! haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;iris ---&gt; &lt;em&gt;makulit, madaldal, masayahin&lt;/em&gt;, generous (well, my sister-in-law just can't think of one, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;even thinks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;more, hah hah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, thanks for the (not so) revelations guys. and for those who haven't replied yet, we still have 16 hours to go and save our good friendship out of the curse, hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;i am an Elm Tree ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;check out &lt;a href="http://gothaleck.blogs.friendster.com/nagozu_aldean/"&gt;aleck's blog&lt;/a&gt;, check where your birthday falls on the options listed, it will tell you what kind of tree are you, and will give you a description of your personality. well, here's mine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jul 15 to Jul 25 - Elm Tree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(my birthday is July 22 so i'm included on this block)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ELM TREE (Noble-Minded) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- pleasant shape, tasteful clothes, loudest demands, tends not to forgive mistakes, cheerful, likes to lead but not to obey, honest and faithful partner, likes making decisions for others, noble-minded, generous, good sense of humor, practical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so true! don't you think? but there's some part that i object to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;... loudest demands - ok, this is always for the good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;... tends not to forgive mistakes - well, i don't even care if someone commited any! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;... likes making decisions for others - i'm just always for the better on the way i see things, and i only give opinions and definitely not decisions, it's always still up to them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;... likes to lead but "not to obey" - hey! i'm obedient enough, and my parents can attest to that, hah hah! (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8721183-111712965441281013?l=nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/111712965441281013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8721183&amp;postID=111712965441281013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111712965441281013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8721183/posts/default/111712965441281013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoledgoddess.blogspot.com/2005/05/mushy-stuff.html' title='mushy stuff'/><author><name>Nicoleness!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09258306348341647671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/nicoledgoddess/busyme-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8721183.post-111704131836812748</id><published>2005-05-25T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:15:46.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>latest song being memorized ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;CONSTANTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I knew it was there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though I tried to hide it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The feeling just kept on shining through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haven’t known you that long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I try to deny it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But the feeling was much too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Much too strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Could this be love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Deep down inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tearing me apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel it in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Constantly, you’re on my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thinking about you all the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can’t sleep no matter what I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just keep on thinking ‘bout you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do I feel this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I know you have someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;That you’re seeing each and everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Should I play this game &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Of just being that’s not where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want it to end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;How could this be wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When it feels so strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tearing me apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel it in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Constantly, you’re on my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thinking about you all the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can’t sleep no matter what I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just keep on thinking ‘bout you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;No I don’t want to start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;No trouble &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Between you and I and you lover &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I must tell you what I’m going through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everytime you walk by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I see love in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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