<?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-9943049</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:32:20.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who else but me...</title><subtitle type='html'>You don't know what it's like to be me...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-115521925202309610</id><published>2006-08-10T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T22:34:38.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE BLOGSPOT... for now...</title><content type='html'>ON BLOGSPOT-LEAVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne has found a new home.... here: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinkisamust.livejournal.com"&gt;MY NEW HOME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-115521925202309610?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/115521925202309610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=115521925202309610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/115521925202309610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/115521925202309610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/08/goodbye-blogspot-for-now.html' title='GOODBYE BLOGSPOT... for now...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-115011389112169718</id><published>2006-06-12T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T20:05:13.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unmasked</title><content type='html'>Girls love to hate her. Boys adore her. She is the girl you can always see smiling. You can barely see her cry, unless hers are tears of joy. She is everybody's favorite because of her wit and charm.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For them, she is &lt;i&gt; almost&lt;/i&gt; perfect and has been living an almost perfect life. For them, this girl carries no problems. For them, she can't ask anything more. For them, she has almost everything life has to offer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But little did these people know that this girl is not the real girl they have always admired. Deep inside, this girl is crying. For her, life is unfair. For her, she can't trust anyone. For her, she is not important. For her, she is nothing but a mere body with an empty and cold interior.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is not perfect. In fact she is incomplete.  Behind this girl's sparkling eyes, wide smiles and contagious laughters are sadness and emptiness. She cries at night because no one really understands her. She masks the pain with laughters so that people would think that everything's okay. But no, she is not pretending. She is just weak contrary to what others think about her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one of us is like her. Each of us sometimes feels like we are unloved. There might be girls prettier than us. There might be fellas smarter than us. There might be others who are richer than us. But that would not be enough reasons to feel inferior. Each of us has our own dilemmas. Each of us is unique. &lt;b&gt;No one is really perfect... not even close to it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-115011389112169718?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/115011389112169718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=115011389112169718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/115011389112169718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/115011389112169718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/06/unmasked.html' title='unmasked'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114975222685908782</id><published>2006-06-08T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T00:31:03.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams</title><content type='html'>We all have dreams. We all have aspirations. But are all those dreams for real? Not all those dreams can come true. Yes, dreams are sometimes just dreams.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine just graduated last month and hopefully be a successful columnist in a respected newspaper (you know who you are, congrats by the way). Others, like me, are graduating next year, hopefully. Lots of friends of mine are also enjoying their moments in modeling and in showbusiness. We all have different ambitions. We crossed different paths. But we have one thing in common: our dedication in achieving our dreams.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember the day when I was asked the favorite question adults often ask the kids. I told them that I want to be a saleslady. Yes. A saleslady. A year after, I wanted to be a housemade. A year after, I wanted to be a doctor. And now, I'm on my last year as a pre-Med student. Really, I can't wait to be a certified Medical student. I may not be the kind of kid that Promil would like to get as an endorser, but I have the drive and dedication successful people posses. I have a dream, and I want that dream to be a reality.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are a lot who have ambitions, but can't afford it. Yes, hard to admit, but today, achieving your dreams is a privilege. Not a right. I live in Tondo. And I've seen kids doing the best they can just to help their parents, just to be able to eat at least once a day. I've seen them going to school with old shoes. I've seen them walking under the heat of the sun on their way to school while I'm inside an airconditioned car on my way to UST. But like us, they also have dreams. But, for them, it is like turning a glass of water into a wine. They all have dreams and it all ends there. Just dreams.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I've seen booklets of World Vision in our sala few days ago, I got excited. I am so proud to have a family like ours. We may not be the richest, but we have enough. My dad and my brother are planning to sponsor a child's education. It won't hurt sharing your extra &lt;i&gt;mhoolas&lt;/i&gt; to the less fortunates. It won't hurt treating less fortunates at Jollibee. Yes, it won't hurt. Instead, it would heal you. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want real happiness, fulfill your dreams with others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114975222685908782?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114975222685908782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114975222685908782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114975222685908782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114975222685908782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/06/dreams.html' title='dreams'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114741768012408649</id><published>2006-05-12T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T21:07:09.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't think of any one reason why I want to be a surgeon, but I can think of 1000 reasons why I should quit. They make it hard on purpose. There are lives in our hands. There comes a moment when it is more than just a game and you either take that step forward or turn around and walk away. I could quit but here's the thing... i love the playing field. - &lt;i&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aspiring med students receieved their NMAT scores this week... I've receieved mine earlier than my blockmates. It was really weird because I don't know &lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt; to feel. I've got higher than expected, for someone like me who didn't attend any NMAT review classes. But I think, if I just gave my all, I probably got higher NMAT score. I didn't review... my bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm still happy 'coz luck was still on my side. I really want to go to UST med school... *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;mood&lt;/b&gt;| &lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/moods/restless.jpg"&gt; restless]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;music&lt;/b&gt;| What I Need by Ray-J]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114741768012408649?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114741768012408649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114741768012408649&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114741768012408649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114741768012408649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-cant-think-of-any-one-reason-why-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114665574769804103</id><published>2006-05-03T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T18:42:45.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TALLER in more ways</title><content type='html'>I realized last night that I &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; start my life again. I fell down, but I will stand up &lt;i&gt;smiling&lt;/i&gt;. I was hurt, but I will &lt;i&gt;heal&lt;/i&gt; the wound. I shouldn't feel bad for all the worse things that happened to me, because I know, they won't happen without &lt;i&gt;reasons&lt;/i&gt;. People have hurt me, betrayed me, judged me... but I should &lt;i&gt;thank&lt;/i&gt; them. For without hurting me, I wouldn't be this challenged and determined. Without betraying me, I wouldn't be strong and wise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now I know:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;...how to handle things with grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;...who are the real people and real friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;...that it's okay to cry as long as I wipe those tears and move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;...who can be trusted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;...that in life there are 2 kinds of bitches: a) the obvious in-your-face bitch and b) the underhanded bitch (Watawat, Cosmopolitan Magazine, May 2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;...how to laugh it all off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;...how to take the risk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;...to think outside the cubicle: to look at things positively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;...how prevalent crab mentality is in this survival-of-the-fittest world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;...that selfish people do really exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;...that I am not perfect but still trying to be perfect for the people who look up to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;...that I'm so blessed because I am a good girl (No. It is wrong to say &lt;i&gt;I'm a good girl that's why I'm blessed.&lt;/i&gt;See? I'm maturing. hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;...that God really loves me because during in times of hardships, failures, stress, pressures, out-of-place moments, trusts betrayed, backstab attack, etc., He gave me people who are there to remind me of His presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that keeps me going amidst everything and every people who have been hurting me? Amidst every painful stumble in this life's race? It is when I have God at the endline inspiring me to &lt;i&gt;move on&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really. God is really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;mood&lt;/b&gt;| &lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/moods/rejuvenated.jpg"&gt; rejuvenated]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;music&lt;/b&gt;| Ugly by Sugababes]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114665574769804103?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114665574769804103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114665574769804103&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114665574769804103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114665574769804103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/05/taller-in-more-ways.html' title='TALLER in more ways'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114673914947599250</id><published>2006-05-02T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T18:39:09.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy but not happy (random thoughts ulit hehe)</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to be patient...Really. Anyway, para sakin rin naman to eh. Yun na lang iniisip ko. hehe! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to appreciate people around me nowadays.. Sometimes, good deeds are practiced by the unexpected people. Like the manong from the OLES, and the manong from the SRL... hehe! I'm gaining new friends... too bad they ain't got no friendster accounts. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firefox sucks big time... I thought this is much faster than IE??? It sucks really... Plus I can't find a Diner Dash 2 cd. It's so good pa naman. May new batch of costumers na. If before mga 4-5 types (not sure) lang ang costumers, this time sobrang dami... may celphone addict and family na. And you shouldn't sit these celphone addicts and family near the costumers who are not patient with noise. Yung family kasi has a baby and when you let them wait, the baby will cry and that irritates the other costumers. Kaso trial version lang (for 60 minutes) but I was able to open the 2nd restaurant. Huh! I want a Diner Dash 2 badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a very cute swim suit. :D Andrey's family invited me to an out-of-town lakad. Actually it is a blowout for Maya's (Andrey's sister) birthday... and it's kinda exciting meeting new faces kasi she'll be bringing her friends with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114673914947599250?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114673914947599250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114673914947599250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114673914947599250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114673914947599250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-but-not-happy-random-thoughts.html' title='happy but not happy (random thoughts ulit hehe)'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114673922798788242</id><published>2006-04-26T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T18:40:27.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no... don't read this</title><content type='html'>I am so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super. Duper. Bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer is unusually slow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the 3rd to the last episode of Grey's Anatomy and I can't get enough of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the two boxes of Dewberry Cookies in two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I washed the dishes this lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching TV Patrol right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm... ahmm... damn it. I'm too bored to think. I have no with-sense entry today. I am too bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114673922798788242?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114673922798788242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114673922798788242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114673922798788242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114673922798788242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-dont-read-this.html' title='no... don&apos;t read this'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114355306565612237</id><published>2006-03-28T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T21:37:45.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>habulan</title><content type='html'>Ang init grabe!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation Cla, Frendi and I had this lunch never leaves my head. And embarassing it may seem, whenever I remember it, I laugh. What the hell is happening to me? Kahit ako lang magisa... tumatawa ako... That conversation was all about the "habulan sa tubig"... and now I'm smiling na naman. Baliw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming! Gusto kong magswimming! Tapos habulan sa dagat! Weird pero pag hinahabol ako sa pool or sa dagat, na hanggang dibdib yung water, tawa ako ng tawa. Parang ang saya-saya ko pag naghahabulan sa dagat. Ngayon nga ang saya-saya ko na iniisip ko pa lang eh. :D Summer naaaaaahhhh! Tapos approved na yung thesis! Wow man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;mood&lt;/b&gt;| &lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/moods/giggly.jpg"&gt; giggly]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;music&lt;/b&gt;| Twork it Out by Usher]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114355306565612237?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114355306565612237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114355306565612237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114355306565612237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114355306565612237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/03/habulan.html' title='habulan'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114337682869920354</id><published>2006-03-26T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T20:41:59.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer isn't just for me</title><content type='html'>I saw this very cute two-piece bathing suit sa mall. Ang cute sobra... yellow and hot pink ang color. I wanted to buy it but then I realized when on earth will I use it? While everybody's so excited to go to the beach or somewhere worth visiting this summer, it feels like winter for me. It's very hot, yeah, but I feel... sad. I dunno... This whole school issues drive me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;mood&lt;/b&gt;| &lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/moods/depressed.jpg"&gt; depressed]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;music&lt;/b&gt;| One Wish by Ray-J]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114337682869920354?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114337682869920354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114337682869920354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114337682869920354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114337682869920354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/03/summer-isnt-just-for-me.html' title='summer isn&apos;t just for me'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114327088037901053</id><published>2006-03-25T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T15:18:42.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yey!</title><content type='html'>My blogspot has got a new look! Very summer-y... hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;mood&lt;/b&gt;| &lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/moods/accomplished.jpg"&gt; accomplished]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;music&lt;/b&gt;| Check on it by Beyonce]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114327088037901053?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114327088037901053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114327088037901053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114327088037901053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114327088037901053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/03/yey.html' title='yey!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326285982970304</id><published>2006-03-25T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T13:03:20.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a two-timer.</title><content type='html'>It's good to be back and reunited with my blog friends here in blogspot. I know... I know...I've been unfaithful to blogspot... hahaha! But nevertheless, I'm back. Okay... I have two journals already. I'll still be using my livejournal account so for my LJ friends, don't panic. I have a &lt;a href="http://pinkisamust.livejournal.com"&gt;livejournal account&lt;/a&gt; and a &lt;a href="http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com"&gt; blogspot account &lt;/a&gt;. A certified two-timer. hihihi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326285982970304?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326285982970304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326285982970304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326285982970304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326285982970304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-two-timer.html' title='I am a two-timer.'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326174294581493</id><published>2006-03-25T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:42:22.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gusto kong maging doctor dahil....</title><content type='html'>I got this from email from roni_bats. Swak na swak... hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gusto Kong Maging Doktor Dahil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contributed by roni_bats (Edited by blue_kuko) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, why do you want to be a doctor?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pipilitin kong tumingin nang diretso sa mga mata ng nagtatanong sa akin. Ilalabas ang matagal ring pinagpraktisang ngiti. Kaunti lang. Sapat upang magbigay ng impresyong sigurado ako sa mga susunod kong salita. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because I want to make a difference in other people's lives." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syempre sigurado ako sa sagot ko. Galing sa isang pelikula iyan e! Hindi na mahalaga kung alin o kung sino ang nagsabi ng naturang linya. Ang punto, scripted ang bawat salita. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you please elaborate?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuloy ang tatlumpung minuto ng pambobola. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, apat na taon mula nang malaman kong nakapasa ako sa UP Med, aaminin ko na: nagsinungaling ako nung interview. Sinabi ko ang mga salitang nasabi ko dahil kailangan silang sabihin. At dahil nakasandig ang paniniwala ng walang muwang na ako sa mga konsepto ng paglilingkod nang buong puso, pag-ibig na tunay at walang patid na kaligayahang nababasa ko sa nobela at napapanood sa pelikula. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang totoo, napag-isip-isip ko, gusto kong maging doktor dahil gusto kong maging doktor. Wala nang iba pang rason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ng apat na taong pagpupuyat, pagsasaulo, pag-eexam, pag-interview sa pasyente, pagta-type ng paper at pagsagot sa preceptor, ang tanging nagtutulak sa akin na magpuyat, magsaulo, mag-exam, mag-interview ng pasyente, mag-type ng paper, sumagot sa preceptor at kung ano man ang madadagdag pa sa natitirang tatlong taon ay ang kagustuhan kong maging Dr. Ronnie Enriquez Baticulon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung kailangan kong kumain ng apoy habang tumatawid sa tightrope na sintaas ng monumento ni Rizal sa Luneta pero walang net na sa sasalo sa akin sa ibaba, gagawin ko. Dahil gusto kong maging doktor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mababaw? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalawang klase lang ang mga estudyante ng medisina. Kung hindi ka manhid, masokista ka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag-torture sa sarili ang pag-idlip ng isang oras gabi-gabi sa loob ng isang linggo. Kabaliwan ang pagbabasa ng lecture transcriptions sa halip na magpaputok sa Bagong Taon. Kalokohan ang pagpilit sa sariling bumangon nang maaga, kahit na makatulog muli sa lecture, basta't makapirma sa attendance sheet at makaiwas sa finals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasalanan bang hilingin na sana, ipinanganak ka na lang na floppy diskette o CD-RW para mas madaling mag-store at mag-delete ng impormasyon? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang awa sa sarili ay kinakalimutan pagsuot ng puting uniporme. Kulang na lang ay ipulupot sa sariling leeg ang stethoscope na nakasabit sa balikat hanggang sa mangasul at tuluyang malagutan ng hininga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa panahon ng ka-toxic-an, hinahalughog ang bawat sulok ng utak para masagot ang katanungang, "Bakit ko ba ito ginagawa sa sarili ko?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi dahil mataas ang pangarap ng mga magulang ko para sa akin. Hindi dahil kailangan na ng mga kamag-anak ko ng gagamot sa kanila nang libre. Hindi dahil isang isang araw, narinig kong bumubulong ang Diyos sa aking tenga, "Dapat kang maging manggagamot ng Aking mga nilikha." Hindi dahil kulang na ang mga doktor sa Pilipinas sapagkat nurse na silang lahat. Hindi dahil kailangan ng mga naghihikahos na Pilipino ng magliligtas sa kanila mula sa mga kamay ng karamdaman at kamatayan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko naiisip ang sasabihin ng Nanay at Tatay ko kapag umuwi akong sangkatutak ang bagsak na marka (Anak pa rin naman nila ako kahit ano'ng mangyari). Hindi ko naiisip na sana, nag-Nursing na lang ako para susuweldo na ako ng milyon sa isang taon. At mas lalong hindi ko naiisip si Aling Ebang na may sandosenang anak na may TB at may asawang walang maibigay sa kanya kundi sandosenang STD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang laman lang ng isip ko ay, una, "Gusto ko nang matulog," at, pangalawa, "Engot ka pala, ginusto mong maging doktor e!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanya-kanya ang dahilan kung bakit nagdodoktor ang mga tao. Walang maling dahilan. Ang problema ay nag-uugat sa kawalan ng kasiguraduhan. Kaya may umiiyak. Kaya may nagku-quit. Kaya may nasisiraan ng bait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakalimutang higit sa lahat ay ang kagustuhang maging doktor. Saka pa lang pumapasok ang iba pang rason, na bawat isa ay nakasandal sa una. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil sa buhay, ang pinakamatinong sagot ay ang pinakasimple. Madalas nga, sa sobrang simple e tatanungin mo ang iyong sarili, "Kailangan pa ba ng dahilan?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326174294581493?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326174294581493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326174294581493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326174294581493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326174294581493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/03/gusto-kong-maging-doctor-dahil.html' title='Gusto kong maging doctor dahil....'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326057241941071</id><published>2006-03-24T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:22:52.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finals are over... but I hardly feel it. How come? Should I be happy? Aggghh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...by the way... summer na pala... that means HOPEFULLY fourth year na kami this june... oh my...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326057241941071?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326057241941071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326057241941071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326057241941071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326057241941071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/03/finals-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326060788980800</id><published>2006-03-18T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:23:27.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this whole month have been so stressful... third year na nga talaga kami.... :'C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;Physics Lecture&lt;br /&gt;Physics Lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Comparative Anatomy Lecture&lt;br /&gt;Comparative Anatomy Lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;Technical Writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;Biochemistry Lecture&lt;br /&gt;Biochemistry Lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Spanish Intermediate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326060788980800?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326060788980800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326060788980800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326060788980800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326060788980800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-whole-month-have-been-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326079498444720</id><published>2006-03-03T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:26:34.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anong meron ang taong happy?</title><content type='html'>I can't help but feel glad with everything... (may sense ba? hahaha!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was browsing through my friends' blogs, the word HAPPY is always included. And I can't help it... I was ultimately smiling (that's ear to ear smile) in front of my monitor. I don't know kung anong meron ngayon but everybody's shockingly happy...including me. :D And I'm sooo glad that my friends are happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of reasons made me happy this day although something worst that I could ever imagine happened kanina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I received a dvd copy of this year's Science Week variety show (kung saan sumayaw ako), and I enjoyed every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I saw from the video that I have the fattest legs in the world. It means that I'm unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I actually look good on tv. (Okay, THAT's my opinion. hehehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My friend Frendi is now happy with her life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. This has been a pig-out day for the three of us (Me, Cla, Frendi). Cam is on a diet so she's not that cooperative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Andrey is super sweet this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=== &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Andrey, kaya siya super sweet kasi we had petty argument last night. i don't know. I saw my friend how she cried when she learned that her boyfriend is... I don't know kung cheating or whatever. Basta yun. So ever since parang feeling ko lahat ng guys ganun. kaya lagi ko na siya inaaway. hehe! but I really love my Andrey. The best siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Frendi, I have something for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The mind is very powerful. We don't remember people who mean little to us. Instead, we remember the people we love. If we stop loving a person, then we can start forgetting. But for as long as our hearts are connected then all efforts to rule over our emotions will mean nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give yourself a space to move on and a time to heal. Wag mo munang kausapin yung haay naku na yun. Or else baka di mo mapigilan sarili mo. Yaan mo na siya.... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326079498444720?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326079498444720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326079498444720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326079498444720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326079498444720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/03/anong-meron-ang-taong-happy.html' title='anong meron ang taong happy?'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326182076189696</id><published>2006-03-01T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:43:40.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>victim</title><content type='html'>i don't care what people say behind my back. It really hurts, but I know this will make me a better me. And as long as I'm not doing any bad things to them, I know I'll be alright. Lesson: You can't please everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you.- Matthew 5:44&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrey, thank you for being the bestest friend in the world. Thanks for being my angel.:D J KNUD XNT! hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326182076189696?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326182076189696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326182076189696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326182076189696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326182076189696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/03/victim.html' title='victim'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326189810338154</id><published>2006-02-25T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:44:58.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After 11 days, makikita ko na ulit si Andrey! Yippee! He was so strict this past few days... making sure na I'm done with all my homeworks and I've studied my lessons bago kami meet kasi nga I keep on complaining about my performance this sem and he was so worried and naaawa sakin. Then he told me last Thursday how much he misses me kaya sa kanya na daw yung Saturday in one condition... matapos ko formal reports ko... eh di ko pa nagagawa...heheh anyway, he won't know naman. I'm excited... I miss that boy sooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, badtrip yang coup d'etat na yan ha... walang pasok so it means walang library...walang library di ako makakapagresearch...eh holiday din bukas...eh tuesday ang submission ng formal reports... mga perwisyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta sleep... I've been in front of my computer for the whole day (no kidding)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrey i love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326189810338154?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326189810338154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326189810338154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326189810338154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326189810338154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/02/after-11-days-makikita-ko-na-ulit-si.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326197041419468</id><published>2006-02-21T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:49:00.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depressed...</title><content type='html'>I need some perk-me-up music... or food... or toy... or game... or person. I miss this person so much... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/solo.jpg" height="300" width="230" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326197041419468?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326197041419468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326197041419468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326197041419468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326197041419468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/02/depressed.html' title='depressed...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326202538681491</id><published>2006-02-19T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:47:05.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awakened</title><content type='html'>I'm back to my normal self again. Here I am reviewing for our quiz in Biochem tomorrow. After being soooo pabaya last prelims, I promised myself that I would never, ever commit those mistakes again. And since I have been sticking to my promise, I got 43/50 on our last quiz on biochem for the prelims and got 41/46 on our first quiz in Biochem for the finals. hehehe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naging sobrang pabaya lang talaga ako... But I'm back to my normal self...bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... I'm procrastinating again... Got to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326202538681491?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326202538681491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326202538681491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326202538681491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326202538681491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/02/awakened.html' title='awakened'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326209074864128</id><published>2006-02-18T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:48:10.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whopeee!</title><content type='html'>This past few days I've realized a lot of things. I became aware of different kinds of people and how to adjust yourself to their personalities. I've learned to love people who before I took for granted. It's funny that those people who you weren't expecting to do good things for you are those who are really willing to brighten up your day and those who you were expecting to be there for you are just aren't there when you needed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        This past few days, I received lots of acts of kindness from people I never expected to be doing those things to me. When I wasn't able to have my lunch because I was busy, &lt;b&gt;Marc&lt;/b&gt; offered me his ice cream and his Mr. Chips. When &lt;b&gt;Erika&lt;/b&gt; saw me memorizing the OIA of the cat's muscles, she told me helpful techniques. When Kuya &lt;b&gt;Paolo&lt;/b&gt; saw me having a hard time memorizing the muscles, he told me to just concentrate first on the muscles and &lt;i&gt;tsaka na daw ako magpractice pag&lt;/i&gt; complete &lt;i&gt;na&lt;/i&gt; and he even told me that my bag is cute (hehe!). When I was so worried, a day before the variety show, on what skirt and shoes to wear, &lt;b&gt;Karla&lt;/b&gt; texted me and told me that she'll bring all her skirts for me to choose. She even brought them at school that afternoon. &lt;b&gt;Mimi&lt;/b&gt; told me about her secret crush. &lt;b&gt;Berna&lt;/b&gt; was there supporting us during the practice sessions. &lt;b&gt;Jack&lt;/b&gt; mentioned my name on the microphone at the medicine auditorium for nth times telling me that I'm doing great. Hours before the show, &lt;b&gt;Laura&lt;/b&gt; offered to curl my hair and &lt;b&gt;Marj&lt;/b&gt; taught me how to apply make-up. &lt;b&gt;Mark Arias&lt;/b&gt;, my partner in the dance told me that no matter what, &lt;i&gt;bubuhatin niya ako&lt;/i&gt; eventhough his whole body was aching. And he didn't disapoint me. After the show, I received good comments from &lt;b&gt;Marianne&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Kate&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Mar&lt;/b&gt;. And I saw that lots of our classmates went to watch the show. During the victory party, I received a hug from &lt;b&gt;Erika&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Yes, these little acts of kindness made me realize that they deserve my offer of friendship. And I now love them. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326209074864128?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326209074864128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326209074864128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326209074864128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326209074864128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/02/whopeee.html' title='whopeee!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326216725785009</id><published>2006-02-17T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:49:27.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes! We made it! Ilang nights din kaming ginagabi... di ako nakakapag-aral for the OIA of the muscular system of the cat, lagi akong bagsak sa kama, and kanina I woke up na sobrang sore yung buong katawan ko, but kanina, a lot of people said that for a minor org, our performance was awesome. we bagged the third place, while Psychology Dept. bagged the 2nd place and Bio dept. is this year's champion. So parang twice kaming nanalo... hehe! Twice kaming nagsigawan... hehe! Right after the show, since may cash prize kami, nag-mini victory party kami agad. ganun kabilis! may food na agad. hehe! Anyway, that was fun. We'll do better next time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to our friends (and fans, joke...) who went to watch the variety show, supported and cheered for us. You know who you are, di ko na kayo iisa-isahin. You're great guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my co-dancers, mga chuva, I really had a great time. Hope for more bonding moments with you. I'll miss you! To my "buhat" partner, Mark A., thanks at hindi mo ako binagsak. Nag-alaxan ka pa daw. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jeng, Marj &amp; Marc, ano? Salinggawi na? Marc galingan mo next year ha. I've heard you'll be the next president. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mimi, Jack and Berna, kung di dahil sa inyo, magiging boring ang show namin. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay... this day has been very tiring but it's worth everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326216725785009?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326216725785009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326216725785009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326216725785009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326216725785009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/02/yes-we-made-it-ilang-nights-din-kaming.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326222117454218</id><published>2006-02-14T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:50:21.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy valentines day!</title><content type='html'>[ mood |  loved ] &lt;br /&gt;[ music | Makita Kang Muli- Sugarfree ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early today and saw at my bedside table a gift and two cards. I wondered for awhile what's the occassion. My birthday's 6 months from now pa. And when I looked closely and saw the big, red hearts on the wrapper, I said to myself, "Oh yeah, it's valentine's day." The gift and the cards came from my parents. I checked my phone and saw lots of messages. The texts composed of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a greeting from Laura (my co-dancer in the variety show), &lt;br /&gt;greetings from my high school friends, &lt;br /&gt;greetings from some of my college friends, &lt;br /&gt;an alert from Globe stating that my Unlimitext has just expired,&lt;br /&gt;two texts from Marj saying "Asan ka? Aattend ka ba?",&lt;br /&gt;and texts reminding me that they're waiting for me at room 325 for the dance rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a busy day. But Andrey made my day. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326222117454218?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326222117454218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326222117454218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326222117454218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326222117454218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy valentines day!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326052205020078</id><published>2006-02-13T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:22:02.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two years ago, Science week bores me. Now, it's like my gastrocnemius, biceps femoris and triceps femoris are bursting (that reminds me of our practical exams on the muscular system of the cat... oh my.). I go from one room to another. From one meeting to another. I text this person, that person, those persons every second (thanks to Globe textnonstop and Sun 24/7 by the way). This whole science week thing makes me oh so crazy and pressured!!! Is it because I'm not getting any younger and this whole thing is now our responsibility? If that's the case... Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ mood |  full ] &lt;br /&gt;[ music | Check On It- Beyonce ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326052205020078?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326052205020078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326052205020078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326052205020078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326052205020078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/02/two-years-ago-science-week-bores-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326043915772616</id><published>2006-02-11T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:20:39.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was so annoyed. I woke up this morning feeling good and just came home so annoyed. What a day. I was so tired. People pissed me off. And only four of us cleaned the classroom. Four of us. And I can't even describe how dirty the classroom was with all those newspapers, papers, colors, etc that they used for the props and all those unnecessary mess! They all went home early! The four of us wanted to scream. Yes, the other one really screamed. Whew! I had attended all the meetings and stayed there till the last minute, I stayed late kanina just to clean their mess, if I wouldn't be able to get a perfect score from them, I would be mad to the nth power.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326043915772616?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326043915772616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326043915772616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326043915772616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326043915772616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-was-so-annoyed.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326040594836140</id><published>2006-02-10T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:20:05.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came home from our dance rehearsal. I am so tired... no words could ever explain how exhausted I am. It's like I'm carrying the whole world. But I had fun... My new found friends are great. I have new friends! Yey! Lot's of 'em! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... I should take a nap na.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326040594836140?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326040594836140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326040594836140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326040594836140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326040594836140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-came-home-from-our-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-113775262169021154</id><published>2006-01-20T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T18:23:41.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOSERRR!</title><content type='html'>Life is INDEED like a box of ASSORTED chocolates (and you have to taste only ONE chocolate). One should choose only one and that would be very hard since all chocolates are delicious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entry is not about different kinds of chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is about "Joanne's biggest mistake dot dot dot EVER!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 20, 2006 would be my most unforgettable (nope, not memorable) day. I've made the biggest mistake in my life. I've waited this thing to happen for years and now, everything's *poof!* gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child, I always write this "dream" in the "biggest dream" part of slumbooks my friends used to ask me to fill in. Since I was in elementary I promised myself that no matter what, I'll do everything to fulfill that "dream". And now, it's like that "dream" is the one reaching for me. It's like we're just centimeters apart. But I CAN'T reach for that dream (not because I'm short...) because I HAVE TO CHOOSE! I have to choose my studies over that "dream"! I have to prepare myself for next week's preliminary exams that's why I can't reach that "dream"! I want to cry...  I was given the chance... This is once in a lifetime... I know (and I can feel) that this wouldn't happen again... But I chose my prelim exams over that "dream"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry BACKSTREET BOYS... I really won't be able to watch you perform...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Nick, I know you're expecting me, but I really can't... even if I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh! *mukmok*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Get down! Get down! and Move it all around!!!" hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One down... Usher, when you come here, di kita palalagpasin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAHHHH! I want to watch BSB sa Araneta!!! I wanna cry!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-113775262169021154?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/113775262169021154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=113775262169021154&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/113775262169021154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/113775262169021154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/01/loserrr.html' title='LOSERRR!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-113715674535450354</id><published>2006-01-13T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T20:59:06.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wohoo!</title><content type='html'>Yay! Finally it's Friday! Sa mga di nakakaalam, this is my most favorite day of the week. Why not? Eh Friday ako nakakapag-rest...yeah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this has been a good day for me. Though I was super sleepy kanina since Biochem. And for sure, Biñas noticed it since he was making parinig about sleepy people...wateber!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another yay! because kanina was my first time to enter the library's discussion room! O di ba, I've been a Thomasian since 2003 yet ngayon lang ako nakapasok ng discussion room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Ah ayun, something happened to Camille but I'd rather keep my mouth shut or else she'll kill me if she see this post... heheheheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends, they always make my day.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-113715674535450354?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/113715674535450354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=113715674535450354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/113715674535450354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/113715674535450354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/01/wohoo.html' title='wohoo!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114326033926262639</id><published>2006-01-13T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:18:59.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! Finally it's Friday! Sa mga di nakakaalam, this is my most favorite day of the week. Why not? Eh Friday ako nakakapag-rest...yeah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this has been a good day for me. Though I was super sleepy kanina since Biochem. And for sure, Biñas noticed it since he was making parinig about sleepy people...wateber!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another yay! because kanina was my first time to enter the library's discussion room! O di ba, I've been a Thomasian since 2003 yet ngayon lang ako nakapasok ng discussion room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Ah ayun, something happened to Camille but I'd rather keep my mouth shut or else she'll kill me if see this post. hehehe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends, they always make my day.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114326033926262639?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114326033926262639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114326033926262639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326033926262639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114326033926262639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/01/yay-finally-its-friday-sa-mga-di.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-113690024337733752</id><published>2006-01-10T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T21:37:23.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>makes sense</title><content type='html'>Actually I got this from &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/~chescalicious" TARGET="_blank"&gt; Chesca&lt;/a&gt;. And it's fun so I tried. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your music player and put it all on shuffle. Say the following questions aloud, and after each one press play. Use the song title as the answer to the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[01] What do you think of me, iTunes?&lt;br /&gt;[@] My Humps - Black Eyed Peas (O...kay...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[02] Will I have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Wake Me Up When September Ends- Greeenday (suplado...ayaw paistorbo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[03] What do my friends really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Your Love- Van Hunt (Okay, tingin sakin nila frendi, my love...makes sense...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[04] Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;[@] So Sexy- Twista &amp; R. Kelly (haha! coincidence ba ituu?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[05] How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Time- St. Lunatics (What about time???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[06] What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;[@] I Don't Wanna Kiss You Goodnight- LFO (huh??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[07] Why must life be so full of pain?&lt;br /&gt;[@] We Belong Together- Mariah Carey (ganunnnn??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[08] How can I maximize my pleasure during sex?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Everytime I Close My Eyes- Babyface (hahahaha! OMG! freaky ka!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[09] Will I ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Shake It Off- Mariah Carey (LOL!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10] Will I die happy?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Over and Over- Nelly (Huh? double dead??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[11] Can you give me some advice?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Get me- MYMP (And why on earth would I get yah??? Why? WhHY?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12] What do you think happiness is?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Don't Lie- Black Eyed Peas (.... galing mo music player ah...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[13] What's my favourite fetish?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Where Are You- Natalie &amp; J. Roman (hehe! Cool!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-113690024337733752?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/113690024337733752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=113690024337733752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/113690024337733752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/113690024337733752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/01/makes-sense.html' title='makes sense'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-114325996935571401</id><published>2006-01-10T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:12:49.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually I got this from Chesca. And it's fun so I tried. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your music player and put it all on shuffle. Say the following questions aloud, and after each one press play. Use the song title as the answer to the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[01] What do you think of me, iTunes?&lt;br /&gt;[@] My Humps - Black Eyed Peas (O...kay...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[02] Will I have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Wake Me Up When September Ends- Greeenday (suplado...ayaw paistorbo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[03] What do my friends really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Your Love- Van Hunt (Okay, tingin sakin nila frendi, my love...makes sense...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[04] Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;[@] So Sexy- Twista &amp; R. Kelly (haha! coincidence ba ituu?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[05] How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Time- St. Lunatics (What about time???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[06] What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;[@] I Don't Wanna Kiss You Goodnight- LFO (huh??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[07] Why must life be so full of pain?&lt;br /&gt;[@] We Belong Together- Mariah Carey (ganunnnn??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[08] How can I maximize my pleasure during sex?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Everytime I Close My Eyes- Babyface (hahahaha! OMG! freaky ka!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[09] Will I ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Shake It Off- Mariah Carey (LOL!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10] Will I die happy?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Over and Over- Nelly (Huh? double dead??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[11] Can you give me some advice?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Get me- MYMP (And why on earth would I get yah??? Why? WhHY?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12] What do you think happiness is?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Don't Lie- Black Eyed Peas (.... galing mo music player ah...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[13] What's my favourite fetish?&lt;br /&gt;[@] Where Are You- Natalie &amp; J. Roman (hehe! Cool!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-114325996935571401?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/114325996935571401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=114325996935571401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114325996935571401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/114325996935571401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/01/actually-i-got-this-from-chesca.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-113639260952099601</id><published>2006-01-05T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T00:36:49.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I.am.a.certified.biologist???</title><content type='html'>Oh my... I never knew in my entire existence that I am born to be a scientist... I answered this quiz and I found out that yes, I made the right decision to take BS Biology, but 2nd in the ranking Chemistry??? What a nerd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='600'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Biology&lt;/b&gt;. You should be a Biology major! You are passionate about the sciences, and you enjoy studying cell growth and evolutionary concepts which enable living organisms to survive. Pursue that!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Biology&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='83' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;83%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Philosophy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='75' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Chemistry&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='75' 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border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='67' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Anthropology&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='67' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Theater&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='50' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' 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bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;17%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=119158'&gt;What is your Perfect Major?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-113639260952099601?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/113639260952099601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=113639260952099601&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/113639260952099601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/113639260952099601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2006/01/iamacertifiedbiologist.html' title='I.am.a.certified.biologist???'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-113533070210866213</id><published>2005-12-24T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T18:23:13.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the World's Greatest Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dolliecrave.com"target=_blank&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ourworld.cs.com/glitxdc2/h.gif" border="0" alt="More Glitter Graphics from Dolliecrave.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/Seanne/Lalang.jpg" scrollamount="3" width= "150" height="150"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/Seanne/Image150.jpg" scrollamount="3" width= "150" height="150"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/Seanne/haha.jpg" scrollamount="3" width= "150" height="150"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/Seanne/Boyngel.jpg" scrollamount="3" width= "150" height="150"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/Seanne/kiss.jpg" scrollamount="3" width= "150" height="150"&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the wonderful things you've done for me. Thanks for being not just my partner but also for being my bestfriend. Thanks for all the patience, the love, the understanding, and the care. Thanks for making me laugh whenever I need it. Thanks for all the support whenever I feel that I'm the most stupid person ever walked on earth. Thanks for making me feel beautiful even when I'm in my ugliest. Thanks for making me feel better when I'm sick and when I'm upset. Thanks for being my alalay when shopping. Thank you for keeping my secrets. Thank you for listening at my corniest jokes (and still have the guts to tell that they're corny...). Thanks for being there whenever I feel like crying and you're just there, listening to me, without speaking any single word. Thank you for making me happy. I have a lot of reasons to be thankful for having you in my life but words can't express how thankful I am to the Lord (and to your mom of course... *wink!*) for bringing an angel last Dec. 24, 1984 here on earth. You're the man any girl could ask for. Mwah! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-113533070210866213?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/113533070210866213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=113533070210866213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/113533070210866213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/113533070210866213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-worlds-greatest-boyfriend.html' title='to the World&apos;s Greatest Boyfriend'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-113249837235638318</id><published>2005-11-20T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:57:24.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoy buhay pa ako...</title><content type='html'>Eeeeewwwww! my blog's rotting already...*cough! cough!* Plus dusts are everywhere! (haha OA!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been so busy lately... we're starting on our thesis proposals already, and again "hello stress!". I was quite pressured because I thought that we won't be able to think of any topic for our thesis but fortunately (and hopefully it would be successful) we were able to put up this topic "Comparison of the effects of stress on testosterone levels between half-bred and pure-bred fishes". Yay for us!!! And Ma'am Javier even said that "Naku, matutuwa si Ms Simeon niyan!" It lifted my spirit actually and it gave me a lot of hope. Damn, who wouldn't worry? We're only four in the group and we're all girls! We're the only all-girl group! But anyway, we made it and I'm proud of my groupmates... Okay, I gotta go. It's 11:00 pm and I'm not yet studying for Biochem quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, congratulate me. After spending in front of my computer for 2 hours, my music playlist (found at the left side of this site) is still not working. I'm such a big loser... My blog's rotting and the music playlist isn't working? Is this some kind of a sign that I should give up this site, vacate this site or even bulldoze this site and find another place to live in?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-113249837235638318?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/113249837235638318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=113249837235638318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/113249837235638318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/113249837235638318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/11/hoy-buhay-pa-ako.html' title='hoy buhay pa ako...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-113014208070687204</id><published>2005-10-24T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T16:22:48.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sembreak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5768/746/1600/goddess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5768/746/200/goddess.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5768/746/1600/harry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5768/746/200/harry.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I'm, enjoying my semestral break. I deserve this. After all those formal reports, exams, oral reports, experiments, etc. I've finally found a time for myself. Oh yes, I'm such a loser. &lt;i&gt;Ngayon ko pa lang tinatapos ang Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince&lt;/i&gt;, when it was stuck in my shelf for months already! That's how busy I was. Anyway, I bought lots of DVD's, though I haven't watched them all yet. And I went to my dermatologist the day after our finals week ended. And I downloaded plenty of ebooks. And Andrey bought me Sophie Kinsella's The Undomestic Goddess. I've got lots of books (Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince, The Undomestic Goddess, The Nanny Diaries, In Her Shoes and Jemima) waiting for me to actually grab them and read on them while munching on chocolates or pizzas and while listening to some Craig David music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I love chillin dammit! Hope this "relaxed mood" of mine will end *crosses my fingers* next sem or else I'll be in big trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of next sem, today's Monday right? So most probably tomorrow's gonna be Tuesday? And most most probably tomorrow's gonna be the issuance of clearance? And most most most probably tomorrow we'll find out if we passed or failed Histology, or Organic Chemistry, or Statistics for health Sciences? Oh dear... Really, nice timing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-113014208070687204?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/113014208070687204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=113014208070687204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/113014208070687204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/113014208070687204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/10/sembreak.html' title='sembreak'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-112952848823021811</id><published>2005-10-17T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T14:00:00.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>despite everything, just SMILE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/Fw_The_Smile_Starter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/Fw_The_Smile_Starter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...And so I go around &lt;br /&gt;And just pretend &lt;br /&gt;Love is not for me &lt;br /&gt;I play the circus clown around my friends &lt;br /&gt;Make them laugh and they won't see &lt;br /&gt;That you never let them see you sweat &lt;br /&gt;Don't want them to think the pain runs deep &lt;br /&gt;Lord knows it's killing me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I put on my make-up &lt;br /&gt;Put a smile on my face &lt;br /&gt;And if anyone asks me &lt;br /&gt;Everything is okay &lt;br /&gt;I'm laughing cause no one &lt;br /&gt;Knows the joke is on me &lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm dying inside &lt;br /&gt;With my pride and a smile &lt;br /&gt;On my face &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not an easy thing to do &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard to face the truth &lt;br /&gt;It's not the life that I would choose&lt;br /&gt;But what else can I do?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-112952848823021811?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/112952848823021811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=112952848823021811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112952848823021811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112952848823021811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/10/despite-everything-just-smile.html' title='despite everything, just SMILE...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-112928256406234665</id><published>2005-10-14T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T10:32:29.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of being perfect...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5768/746/1600/posternocircle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5768/746/320/posternocircle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my best...yes, that's the right thing to say. Amidst everything, I know I can still stand straight and be proud of myself. I can't have everything. Nobody is perfect. But these worries that are bothering me, the hardships that I've been going through, make my life, if not perfect, almost perfect. I did well, and there's nothing I can be ashamed of. I'M BRAVE. I'M STRONG. Congratulations to myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm down, there are only three and only three ways to make myself happy. &lt;br /&gt;1. Shopping...&lt;br /&gt;2. Eating lots... and I mean LOTS!&lt;br /&gt;3. DVD's... and DVD's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since I can't shop because I'm broke. And I've just finished my Jolly Spaghetti, Jollibee Burger Steak, McDo fries, Quarter Pounder, a slice of Manhattan Yellow Cab Pizza and bags of chocolates (I told you--LOTS!). And I don't have a new set of movies to watch... I'd better put on my grass skirts and dance Lilo style....yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now...I'm just making myself forget everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Patrick for the picture... :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-112928256406234665?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/112928256406234665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=112928256406234665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112928256406234665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112928256406234665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/10/of-being-perfect.html' title='of being perfect...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-112782313803768012</id><published>2005-09-27T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T20:12:18.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masakit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5768/746/1600/nokia_3230_p00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5768/746/320/nokia_3230_p00.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came home from school. Ten minutes ago my cellphone (a Nokia 3230) was &lt;strong&gt;snatched&lt;/strong&gt; by someone who I think who is in dire need of money. And up to this time &lt;strong&gt;I am still crying&lt;/strong&gt;: 1)because of shock and fear, 2) because nanghihinayang ako sa pera na pinagipunan ko, 3) baka ipang-drugs lang yun ng nang-snatch at hindi ipangkain sa pamilya, 4) may nakakitang nakamotor na pulis pero deadma lang (I reall want to migrate anywhere basta ayoko na sa Pinas!), 5) This has been a great day but... *sniff* &lt;strong&gt;I miss my phone........................................................plus the cute cellphone chain na worth P300. &lt;/strong&gt;Ang remembrance lang na naiwan niya ay yung box and headset...ayokong makita...nasasaktan ako....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-112782313803768012?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/112782313803768012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=112782313803768012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112782313803768012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112782313803768012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/09/masakit.html' title='Masakit'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-112677186644994867</id><published>2005-09-15T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T16:11:06.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm such a nerd...</title><content type='html'>here I am now at the library because I have to research for our group's oral report in Organic Chemistry laboratory. We have to interpret an IR spectrum and we have to identify the given unknown sample and defend bakit yun yung nasabi naming sample, which we think is a salicylic acid but we're still not sure......................................................................... pagod na ko... anyone who is an expert in identifying compounds using IR Spectrum? Can you please help us please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who are willing to help I would gladly show you our IR spectrum... just leave me a message here....pls????hehehe! grabe kapal na mukha ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this IR spectrum thingy is useful in my everyday life or else I'll volunteer myself to be confined in mental hospital. I'm quite acting weird lately... don't be surprised if one day you'll see me roaming around España, mabaho, marungis, busabos, yagit... Grr! IR-IR pa kasi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-112677186644994867?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/112677186644994867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=112677186644994867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112677186644994867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112677186644994867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-such-nerd.html' title='I&apos;m such a nerd...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-112652670456841294</id><published>2005-09-12T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T14:34:30.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM TIRED!</title><content type='html'>ayun... i don't like to study anymore... I want to give up na talaga! Ayoko na....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero siyempre di pwede yun...too bad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-112652670456841294?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/112652670456841294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=112652670456841294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112652670456841294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112652670456841294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-tired.html' title='I AM TIRED!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-112581880875477352</id><published>2005-09-04T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T15:32:31.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinoy Big Brother</title><content type='html'>I have been watching Pinoy Big Brother since day 1 and yes I'm enjoying it. Seeing different traits of Filipinos and how are we when we're at home is really fun. But these past few days, JB, Cass, Uma, Say, the so-called "pa"-sosyal group are starting to irritate me. At first I didn't like Racquel for being so bossy and for treating her housemates like her students but now, if I were a housemate, I would probably give Uma 2 points and JB, 1 point. I want them out of the house as soon as possible! So plastic and so trying hard talaga! Pati si Cass and Sey. Sobrang underdog na yung mga "poor" and "di kagandahan and kaguwpuhan". Yan ba talaga pinoy???? Nakakaasar mga ugali nila. Backstabber, ang sasakit magsalita, palengkera, social climber, name it they've got it. Kaya ako, I'll go for Franzen or Raquel. I mean, the "pa"-sosyal group are rich enough para makabili ng house and lot and nissan frontier right? They've got loads of those pa nga eh. And I don't think they deserve it. Dapat they should know how to mingle with other people whether they're poor or rich, pretty or not. Hindi yung sila pa ang makikibagay sa kanilang mga sosyal. Hello? P1, 500 budget for the week, ayaw magsardinas??? 12 housemates, P1,500 budget? Pero inuna ang cigarettes? And the reason is hindi nila kaya nang hindi manigarilyo. They're so selfish, what about those na hindi naman naninigarilyo pero hindi na lang kakain just to give them their cigarettes? Selfish and spoiled brats... that's how rich Filipino kids are...They're showing the people how big the gap between the rich and poor is... that's the reality... and it's very obvious in the show...hope people will learn some values by watching it and not those things na ginagawa ng "pa"-sosyal group...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'm supporting Franzen because I can see that he's a good man. Observe niyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;text &lt;strong&gt;BB *space* Franzen&lt;/strong&gt; and send to &lt;strong&gt;2331 for Sun, TM and Globe&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;231 for Smart, Addict Mobile, Talk and Text&lt;/strong&gt; subscribers. Or vote through PLDT just call &lt;strong&gt;1908-BROTHER&lt;/strong&gt;. Support him ha. :-) Tulong na natin to sa kanya...wawa  naman...:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-112581880875477352?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/112581880875477352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=112581880875477352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112581880875477352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112581880875477352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/09/pinoy-big-brother.html' title='Pinoy Big Brother'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-112478411457945740</id><published>2005-08-23T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T18:48:14.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile!</title><content type='html'>A lot of things have been making me smile these past few days since the exams were over. Firstly, I was able to start reading Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince na. Secondly, I bought lots of DVD's that will satisfy my movie appetite. Thirdly, so far my exam scores are okay. :-) So what do I mean by "okay?" I can't really say that they're high but at least I've never expected such scores. They're higher than what I expected. And I don't wanna brag about them here because there is still one more subject that has been bothering me-Histology- and I hope i did well. I H-O-P-E! Oh dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    =====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sings* "...Coz it's all in my head, I think about it over and over again. I replayed over and over again..." wala lang.hehe! kala niyo importante no? Wala lang... I'm listening to it right now kasi (Nelly Suite CD) and I never felt this relaxed and better since the class started. So bear wih me... :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    =====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh let me take this opportunity to thank those who greeted me on my birthday. Thank you so much, especially those na nag-exert ng effort (through text, ym, here in my blog, email, etc.) just to greet me. Thanks to these people! Mwah! you really love me. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrey Ching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prettyraine.blogs.friendster.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Lorraine Rivera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Maricel Ovillo&lt;br /&gt;Patrick "Starfish" Lim&lt;br /&gt;Roden Ver Nabua&lt;br /&gt;Clariza Mazo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/~frendi_" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Frendi Cristi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille Muello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jedihobbitwitch.blogspot.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Ava Sharra Sumortin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarmaine Prado&lt;br /&gt;Jitro Luistro&lt;br /&gt;Mickey Arocena&lt;br /&gt;Lyle Melad&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie Lirasan&lt;br /&gt;Jamie Ross Gutib&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Montalban&lt;br /&gt;Glaiza Cuerda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://superbianca.blogspot.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Bianca Gonzales&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah Abigail Echiverri&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle Lopez&lt;br /&gt;Gerlie Bautista&lt;br /&gt;Michael Saturnino&lt;br /&gt;Ate Tetet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://USTexchange.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;UST Exchange&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The UST College of Science Red Cross Youth Council (for posting my birthday on the bulletin board calendar)&lt;br /&gt;the rest of 3Bio-4, my blockmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://malaine.blogspot.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Ate Malaine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bejae.meangurl.net" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Carla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again thank you!:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-112478411457945740?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/112478411457945740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=112478411457945740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112478411457945740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112478411457945740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/08/smile.html' title='Smile!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-112383468841443315</id><published>2005-08-12T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T16:18:08.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a lovely day...</title><content type='html'>Yes. Haven't you notice something? Yes. Aha. But of course. It's my birthday. Do I sound happy? No. I am trying hard to be happy. Because it is my birthday. Maybe you're wondering what makes me blue when in fact today's a special day for me. I don't know either. Ahmm... maybe because we weren't able to bag the perfect score in our play in Rizal Course. Or perhaps because I had a hard time answering the questions in our Statistics for Health sciences exam right after the play. Or probably the idea that next week will be our preliminary exams, just makes me sad. I really don't know. I'm so stressed. We had a lot of exams this week. And my brain is not working normally anymore. Today's my birthday. I should be enjoying every seconds of this day. But no. I'm talking to my Histology book again. And actually this has been the first time &lt;i&gt;na hindi prelims namin ang birthday ko&lt;/i&gt;, thank God! But see? Same banana. I have no choice but to study &lt;i&gt;na&lt;/i&gt; or else &lt;i&gt;gagahulin ako sa oras&lt;/i&gt;. I'm doing this to be able to reach for my dream. And what is that dream? To be a doctor! I never thought that it would be this hard. That I should sacrifice even celebrating my birthday. But still I'm enjoying it (studying BS Bio) but sometimes it is making me my sad. Confused? Me, too. I need help... a psychiatric help? Grabe naman...hehe! *See how quick my mood changes? Terrible!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-112383468841443315?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/112383468841443315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=112383468841443315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112383468841443315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112383468841443315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-lovely-day.html' title='What a lovely day...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-112297966079518790</id><published>2005-08-02T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T19:09:34.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our lesson fro today in Public Speaking 101</title><content type='html'>I got this one, emailed to me by Carmelie who is known to be the class' taglish queen. I can still remember the first time I heard her say the word "astig" and she prunounced it as "ass-tig" na mabagal... Tawa ako ng tawa nun. haay naku...anyway, read. Go on...go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;These are the words that are so unique and loaded in meaning that they will never find a direct translation in the English language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget traditional dictionaries. Keep this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Achuchuchu (A-chu-chu-chu).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This refers to the pointless insincerities being said during long, involved conversations about nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Ano (A-noh)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;The all-around, all-purpose word for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Pronoun in interrogation: Ano? (What)&lt;br /&gt;(2) Noun: Where is your ano? (Where is your father/mother/dead-uncle's-second-cousin)&lt;br /&gt;(3) Verb: Anuhin this. (Paint/kill/maim/castrate this.)&lt;br /&gt;(4) Adjective: This is so ano. (This is so pretty/big/astounding.)&lt;br /&gt;(5) Interjection: Ano! (What the hell!)&lt;br /&gt;(6) Substi tute for genitalia: Did you ano your ano?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The use of ano is quite dangerous forthe untrained ear, because it may cause confusion:&lt;br /&gt;"Honey, the ano is too long, we have to cut it," must be accompanied by the proper understanding of the context, as results may be critical to a couple's future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Booba (boo-bah).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A female blessed with larger than usual mammary glands, which can be used as weapons of mass destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Checheboreche (Che-che-boh-re-che)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same as achuchu. It is interesting to ponder on the reason why there are so many words in the Filipino language that beautifully describe meaningless chatter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Epal (Eh-pal).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An individual who believes he is God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Gigil (gee-gil).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An uncontrollable desire to bite something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Hipon (Hee-pon).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally "shrimp," whose body is eaten while its head is thrown away, this refers to a female whose body is to die for and whose face looks like it belongs to the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Kikay (kee-kay).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refers to individuals who carry a brush, hand wash, moisturizer, lip-gloss and various other facial enhancements in a case (aptly called a kikay kit) inside her bag. Recent inspections of various backpacks have led to the conclusion it is not a purely female trait. This breed cannot resist checking themselves out on mirrors, glass windows, bread knives, sidewalk puddles and plastic-covered notebooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Kaekekan (Ka-ek-e-kahn)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same as achuchu and chechebureche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Kilig (keel-leg).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rush of excitement due to the actions, presence or even mention of he whom you see as the future father/mother of your children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 11. Laglag brip (lag-lag-brip&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The female counterpart of laglag-panti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Laglag-panti (lag-lag-pan-tee).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man so incredibly hot, so heart-stoppingly gorgeous and oozing with masculinity that female underwear (whether worn by males or females) falls to the ground without effort whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Indyanero (In-jan-neh-ro).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An individual who fails to appear at anappointment without prior warning. Not to be confused with individuals who appear according to Filipino time (approximately 10 minutes before the meeting is to end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Japorms (Jah-porms).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describes an individual dressed differently from the usual (typically involves clothes that have been laundered and pant legs of roughly the same length)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Lagot (Lah-got)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prophesy of evil things to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Para (Pah-rah).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A term that informs the driver of a jeep to stop and pause (usually in the middle of the road) as the individual speaking intends to leave the vehicle. Dangerous for individuals as drivers seem to believe having one foot in the air is all that is necessary for descent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Takusa (Ta-kuh-sa).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derived from takot sa asawa (afraid of wife), this is a term used to describe the silent (very silent) minority of males married to feminine reincarnations of Hitler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Torpe (tore-peh).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gentleman who is desperately attracted to a female yet by some strange compulsion is reduced to a frozen mound of stuttering male whenever that female is near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with this list and a smile, you will be sure to make the proper impression not just on your new relations, but on your loved one as well. Now let's practice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Honey, when I first saw you, I made laglag brip, and was almost torpe. When I finally got the nerve to date you, I almost became indyanero, because I didn't think I had the right japorms. When you're around, I'm kilig, when you're not, I get gigil. You may think all this is achuchu, kaekekan, just checheboreche, but in truth, my love, I'm so ano with you. Epal no?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! O-kayy... whatever... :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-112297966079518790?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/112297966079518790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=112297966079518790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112297966079518790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112297966079518790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/08/our-lesson-fro-today-in-public.html' title='Our lesson fro today in Public Speaking 101'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-112254815994262355</id><published>2005-07-28T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T18:55:59.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Thursday and no exams tomorrow....</title><content type='html'>Here I am again, procrastinating. I should be grinding my bone sample with sand paper now because it should be soaked in Silver nitrate overnight but here I am in front of the monitor. I miss blogging sooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've read a comment from &lt;b&gt;miss "?"&lt;/b&gt; from my tagboard. Hi there miss "?", I think your talking about the December 2004 article right? I think you misunderstood the article especially that line you're talking about. That line (and the whole article itself) didn't say that having Miss Sarah Geronimo as an idol means "ka-jologsan". No. What I am trying to say is, Filipinos are not really the kind of human beings who believe in their "own products." And what's wrong with the Filipinos is that when you know some Filipino artist (not just Sarah Geronimo), you are labeled as Jologs. It was not from me. But that has been my observation with all those Filipinos who love labeling those who admire the local products. Gets? I mean who doesn't like Sarah Geronimo? I admire her honestly. Plus she was my schoolmate because she's studied in UST. I am not one of those people fond of saying "yuck! jologs!" I am not mad. In fact I trully appreciate your opinion. I just posted my side because you misunderstood the article. :-) Hope to see yah here more often! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-112254815994262355?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/112254815994262355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=112254815994262355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112254815994262355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112254815994262355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-thursday-and-no-exams-tomorrow.html' title='It&apos;s Thursday and no exams tomorrow....'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-112203991470203162</id><published>2005-07-22T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T21:45:14.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>Whew! Weekends na naman but still ang hirap pa ring maramdaman na weekends na. Kasi unlike you, hindi na po ako nakakapasyal sa mall or nakakapagrelax, nakakapanood ng dvd, etc...etc... haay, ang buhay Bio student nga naman... Speaking of mall, SM San Lazaro opened na nga pala...so???hehehe! ang lapit lang kaya sa ust...ang nakakainis pa dun, bakit ang mahal ng Harry Potter book 6 ng National Bookstore dun? P1,500??? Exag! e sa ibang mall, P1,350 lang! Hmmp! Gusto ko nang magbasa ng book but I have no time talaga. Madami akong gustong basahin... nakakainis! Busy-busyhan talaga ako ngayon! Nakakaiyak! I even don't have time to watch news or kahit man lang anong TV shows... (Teka, ano na ba latest ngayon? Si Juday na ba presidente ng Pinas?) I'm so huli na sa balita... Huli na rin ako sa mga latest songs... *sniff* I can't believe that this is happening already. Third year student na nga talaga ako... OO! Feel ko feel ko na! And I can't deny it na sometimes pag napapadaan ako sa elemntary building gusto kong bumalik sa pagkabata! Wala akong tulog palagi, imagine that? And I'm always looking forward na mag-weekends na so that I can sleep na ng mahimbing and walang iniisip. Yes, every friday lang ako nakakatulog ng mahimbing kasi pag saturday, back to normal (ang normal po sakin ay yung books ang kausap at aral ng aral)! Anyways, I hope I'll get through with it. Lord, help me... :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dahil weekends, wala akong magawa. I got this from email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth Test &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth date describes who we are, what we are good at and what our inborn abilities are. It also points to what we have to learn and the challenges we are facing. Once you have discovered your birth number, forward this e-mail to the rest of your friends, including the one who sent this to you. Put your "number" in the "Subject" and Pass it on! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Have fun! To figure out your birth number, add all the numbers in the birth date together, like in the example, until there is only one digit. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A birth number does not prevent you from being anything you want to be, it will just color your choice differently and give you a little insight. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Example March 25, 1971 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3 + 25 + 1971 = 1999 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1 + 9 + 9 + 9 = 28 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2 + 8 = 10 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1+ 0 = 1 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1 is this Birth Number, which makes that person an ORIGINATOR! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 THE ORIGINATOR &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;#2 THE PEACEMAKER &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;#3 THE LIFE OF THE PARTY &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;#4 THE CONSERVATIVE &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;#5 THE NONCONFORMIST &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;#6 THE ROMANTIC &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;#7 THE INTELLECTUAL &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;#8 THE BIG SHOT &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;#9 THE PERFORMER &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;AND SINCE MINE IS 8-12-1985, I AM #7 THE INTELLECTUAL! IT SAYS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7's are the searchers. Always probing for hidden information, &lt;b&gt;they find it difficult to accept things at face value.&lt;/b&gt; Emotions don't sway their decisions. &lt;b&gt;Questioning everything in life, they don't like to be questioned themselves.&lt;/b&gt; They're never off to a fast start and &lt;b&gt;their motto is slow and steady wins the race.&lt;/b&gt; They come across as philosophers and being very knowledgeable, and sometimes as loners. They are technically inclined and make great researchers uncovering information. &lt;b&gt;They like secrets.&lt;/b&gt; They &lt;b&gt;live in their own little world &lt;/b&gt;and should learn what is acceptable and what is not in the world at large. Famous 7's: William Shakespeare, Lucille Ball, Michael Jackson, Joan Baez, Princess Diana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noice that I highlighted some of the phrases. Kasi the decription is really me. hehe! Galing nga eh. And those higlighted phrases really fits me. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-112203991470203162?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/112203991470203162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=112203991470203162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112203991470203162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112203991470203162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/07/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-112116719259052701</id><published>2005-07-12T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T19:19:52.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom of speech</title><content type='html'>I'm on hiatus for many days. I've been so busy lately and my mind has been so preoccupied &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a lot of things. I can't think of a way on how to update my blog regularly...yes, I'm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;procrastinating again. I should be reviewing for our short quiz on histology tomorrow but &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing this. I'm a good student right? Hehe! Anyway, there were a lot of things happened &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during my "absence" in this blog world. But I'm not in the mood to elaborate all those &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuffs... Some are just news-I-shouldn't-be-proud-of type, but there were also some that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made me smile during the weekdays. Anyways, I won't update you about my life today. I'm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, in front of my personal computer to express my own opinion with what's happening on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our nation nowadays. I can't help it. Sometimes I'd just find myself expressing my emotions &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my dad making him feel that I would make it someday to being a government official...but &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's so impossible. Anyway, back to the topic. Maybe you know what I'm talking about. This &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is about the political crisis happening right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2004, there was this first timer who woke up early and so excited that she would finally &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be a part of the history. Her name is Joanne. Obviously that's me. I really can't forgot how &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excited I was when I turned 18 knowing that I would be able to vote for the election. As far &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I can remember-though it was just a year ago- the presidential candidates were GMA, FPJ, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roco, Villanueva, Lacson, etc. I voted for Pres. Gloria Macapagal- Arroyo. Not because I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fanatic (duh?!), but because I was thinking that of all the candidates, she was (for me) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most competent and sincere. Her records are clean and she hadn't any FAMAS awards to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proud of in order to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with all these jueteng issues and that Gloria Gate CD, I couldn't help but of course be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dissapointed. Epecially when she admitted that she really had a conversation with a COMELEC &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;official. Then here goes all the rallies, all the commotions, some cabinet members resigned, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc, etc. Yes, I was dissapointed. But never did I think that she must resign or give up her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;position. No, don't get me wrong. I am not, I repeat, her fan. Let's just say that whatever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happens, no matter what, she is still the only person capable of being the country's &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;president. Let's think about, when the time comes that she will give up her position, the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;constitution says that the Vice President will replace her. It's not that I am against the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vice President. He may be good, but I am not that confident enough (not just me) that he &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be able to be a good president. And with this political crisis, why can't we, the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filipinos, just get united ? NO, I'm not saying that we'll just ignore those issues. Of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;course we won't. But why can't we just leave it to the Congress? I mean, what's happening &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now is far far different from what happened with former President Estrada. Now, they &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't have any valid evidences. The tape itself, though Gloria already admitted that it was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her, is not even a reliable evidence since the conversation does not contain any hints of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cheating." Plus the fact that these issues came from the opposition. Why? Because they want &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be in the position? Now, come to think of it. When the time comes that GMA will resign, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they wouldn't accept the vice president, who will replace them? The Senate president &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right? Sen. Franklin Drilon will have the position. Sen. Drilon whom before I admire so much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now I don't know. What's the matter with him? What's the matter with all these cabinet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;members who should have stayed with the president during the time when she needed them the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most? Yes, it must be true. This nation is a nation of traitors. No, I shouldn't be labeling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them but what else can I call them? Maybe politicians don't know that the young ones know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's happening around us. If only I can stand on stage and shout out to all of them and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell them, no,  demand them to shut up and give this poorest of the poor nation a break! I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept on asking myself why. Why do Filipinos are so insecure with each other? Why is this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nation flooded with traitors and shining plastics? The activist groups keep on saying that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they want freedom. We often here this: We want freedom! But how come? When we can't even &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give even a little freedom to our fellow Filipinos? If these people are really sincere in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying that they are doing this for our country, they should better stop yacking and yacking &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang help in rebuilding this super destroyed nation. But no. They are not. They are not &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sincere. They have their own intentions and they're using us. And they are using the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uneducated people- the masses. &lt;i&gt;Hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit ganito tayo mga &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy...&lt;/i&gt; We're not gonna make it if every now and then we would replace our president. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only here in the Philippines that putting a person in a presidency is not dictated by &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the constitution but by the people. Let us give this nation a chance. If we want to have a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better life, &lt;i&gt;hindi natin to makukuha ng isang taon o ng sampung taon di ba? Kaya don't &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expect na masasalba ni GMA ang bansa. Sa economics naman siguro natutunan natin na kapag ang &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isang bansa nagdaan sa isang pagsubok, it will take almost 20 years para makabangon ulit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And kelan lang ba nung huling nagpababa tayo ng presidente? Kelan lang ba yung sunod sunod &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na bumulusok ang piso? Magisip naman tayo. Kung gusto nating umunlad magsikap tayo. hindi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tayo bumubuto ng pangulo para maging breadwinner natin. Kaya malaya ba talaga ang mga pinoy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para sakin, oo! Kaya lang umaabuso...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTTOMLINE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fought for our country before against the Spaniards, the Japanese, the Americans. But &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, it's different... and is even worse. We are fighting against our own people, with our &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;own brother when in fact it should be us ang magkaramay... :-( Hindi pa ba tayo napapagod? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi na ba tayo nagsasawa? Kahit naman sino pa ilagay natin diyan, tatanggalin rin naman ng &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga may sariling intres at gagamitin tayo... at walang pulitikong malinis, kaya wag kayong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magpapaniwala sa mga nagdidiin kasi may mga baho din ang mga yan. Ang mga cheaters galit sa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapwa cheaters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-112116719259052701?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/112116719259052701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=112116719259052701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112116719259052701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112116719259052701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/07/freedom-of-speech.html' title='freedom of speech'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-112004555167432257</id><published>2005-06-29T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T19:45:51.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the Philippines..but....</title><content type='html'>I never thought that politics here in the Philippines is really dirty until last Monday. I woke up and heard my dad talking to someone on his cellphone. He learned that my grandfather just got shot and rushed to the hospital. Nagulat ako. Akala ko kasi simpleng tama lang or daplis. When I came home from school, my dad told me that my grandfather passed away. Dead on arrival na pala siya. I was shocked of course. Lalo na kung hindi normal ang pagkamatay niya. He was killed. And that even makes the situation hard to accept.&lt;br /&gt;    Bakit ko nasabing madumi ang pulitika sa Pinas? My grandfather happens to be an ex-Congressman in a certain province (sorry, I can't mention the province due to security purposes, mahirap na baka may makabasa nito). Actually, inambush na siya last election but luckily he was able to escape death kasi sa ibang sasakyan siya nakasakay. Now, kahit andito pa siya sa Manila, hindi pa rin pala safe. What's more shocking was the way he was killed na nalaman ko lang through TV Patrol. Life's really full of surprises. But of course, dito sa Philippines, expected na talaga ang mga ganito. Ika nga, pag pumasok ka sa pulitika, para ka na ring nag-suicide. But hindi nga, hindi ko naisip na mangyayari to samin. Para kasing sa pelikula lang eh. Anyway, though my grandfather is on the opposition side, we're grateful pa rin for those who went to the wake and those who sent him flowers (like the Arroyos, etc.) Somehow napaisip ulit ako. Sa pulitika may mga taong mapagkakatiwalaan. May mga taong hindi. Kaya ako? Papasok ba ko sa pulitika? Ewan. *mukmok* Oo nga pala, I've heard his bodyguard died din. Napaisip ulit ako. Pano na pamilya na? Pano kung may mga anak siyang hinhintay yung pag-uwi niya nun? Hindi ko maimagine kung bakit may mga taong hindi iniisip yun. May konsensya pa ba sila o full of selfish intentions na laman ng mind nila? May mga dreams na nasira alam ba nila yun? Alam ba nila yun? HIndi nila alam. Kaya nga nila ginawa eh. Bahala na si Lord. God bless them na lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-112004555167432257?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/112004555167432257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=112004555167432257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112004555167432257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/112004555167432257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-love-philippinesbut.html' title='I love the Philippines..but....'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111968562747335304</id><published>2005-06-25T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T16:26:31.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brag here and there</title><content type='html'>I'm back. Quite busy lately. It was our second week last week but we "almost" had our first quiz in Histology. Good thing our teacher wasn't able to come to class because she's busy. And I thought that I won't experience blogging anymore. My old PC is so sira na. Last week, it's not working anymore. And yesterday, I woke up and I knew that something good will happen. No. Not just good but amazing. :-) My dad told me that I should wait for him 'coz from the office he would pick me up here sa bahay and then we would buy a replacement for my old, pagong-ish computer. ;-) Voila! I'm using my new personal computer!!! I thought it will take another year before I will be able to have a new PC. Grabe 1st year high school pa ako nung binili yung old pc ko. I think my convincing power has improved this year or maybe this is just one of my lucky years.:-) I never thought talaga. Sa laki ba naman ng gastos this month lang. From the tuition fee, to the school supplies, to the new uniform and new shoes and new bag, to the over expensive books, to the PC, if I were my dad, iiyak ako. Bait ng dad ko no. I love my dad! He's my bestest bestest friend. By the way, Happy Father's day dad! mwah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111968562747335304?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111968562747335304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111968562747335304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111968562747335304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111968562747335304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/06/brag-here-and-there.html' title='Brag here and there'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111855838208281438</id><published>2005-06-12T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T14:39:42.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!!! I'm a junior already!</title><content type='html'>Wala lang...Actually I've got nothing important to say. I just wanna let it out. I'M SO EXCITED! Yes... Last week I felt bad that opening of the academic year 2005-2006 will open on June 16. But now, I don't know. Okay, maybe because I just came from the mall and I bought lots of cute school supplies. Hehe! I'm acting like a kid again... Gusto ko nang sulatan yung notebooks...As in... But of course that would be impossible. I have to wait till June 17. Our first day in school. Yay! I can't wait to see Frendi, Cla and Camille. And of course the rest of---tadah! 3D-Bio! Yep! Yep! We've not been reshuffled and from 2D we're now called 3D...(nyeh! malamang!) the coolest section of the batch. That's true. (hahahaha! yabang!). I am now a junior. Malapit na...Konting tiis and pagsusunog na lang ng kilay (waag...kaka-pluck lang eh!). Haay...sarap. It feels like it was just yesterday when I took my entrance exam at the Medicine building. When I passed the exam, I had my interview. When I passed the interview, I enrolled and had my first College of Science uniform, my first UST ID, my folk dance PE uniform. And now, we don't have PE's and NSTP/ROTC's anymore! And few months from now, we'll be taking the NMAT (National Medical Achievement Test, I think...hehe!) for us to be able to go to Med School. That's what I'm praying for right now that hopefully I'll make it and then afterwards I'll take an entrance exam at either UST or UPD. Teka...masyado pang maaga...rewind...rewind... So there, we're now juniors... we're still lucky enough that tuloy-tuloy kami. But of course, to those na nawala sa UST, or naiwan sa 2nd year, or something, pagdadasal ko rin sila. So there, we're now juniors... *confetti please*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111855838208281438?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111855838208281438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111855838208281438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111855838208281438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111855838208281438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/06/yay-im-junior-already.html' title='Yay!!! I&apos;m a junior already!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111846942191114008</id><published>2005-06-11T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T13:57:01.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun survey...pagpasensyahan</title><content type='html'>List 20 friends. No particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jose Andrey Ching&lt;br /&gt;2. Maine Prado&lt;br /&gt;3. Ava Sumortin&lt;br /&gt;4. Raine Rivera&lt;br /&gt;5. Frendi Cristi&lt;br /&gt;6. Cla Mazo&lt;br /&gt;7. Camille Muello&lt;br /&gt;8. Juvy Ann Ramos&lt;br /&gt;9. Ralph Magsilang&lt;br /&gt;10. Marjorie Prudente&lt;br /&gt;11. Ed Montalban&lt;br /&gt;12. Lyle Melad&lt;br /&gt;13. Patrick Lim&lt;br /&gt;14. Atho Bautista&lt;br /&gt;15. Patty dela Cruz&lt;br /&gt;16. Nica Aquino&lt;br /&gt;17. Em Mangulabnan&lt;br /&gt;18. Arni Banawel&lt;br /&gt;19. Rache Nonato&lt;br /&gt;20. Carlo Jamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, fill this out according to the people you&lt;br /&gt;chose!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 8 going out with?:&lt;br /&gt;+ i've no idea...hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 9 a boy or a girl?:&lt;br /&gt;+ a boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 11 and 2 make a cute couple?&lt;br /&gt;+ uuuyyyy! haha! baka si 11 and 4. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about 18 and 4?:&lt;br /&gt;+ Raine and Laarni??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What grade is 17 in?:&lt;br /&gt;+ incoming junior in college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to 12?:&lt;br /&gt;+ i think that was 2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 6's favorite band?:&lt;br /&gt;+ rivermaya, i think...hehe! no particular band ata. kahit ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 1 have any siblings?:&lt;br /&gt;+ yup! Ma. Andrea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 3?:&lt;br /&gt;+ si Ava??? haha! y not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 7?:&lt;br /&gt;+ sure... pareho kaming gels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 16 single?:&lt;br /&gt;+ yes...sa pagkakaalam ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 15's last name?:&lt;br /&gt;+ dela Cruz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 5's middle name?:&lt;br /&gt;+ Uh-oh...I forgot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 10's fantasy?:&lt;br /&gt;+ Haven't talked to her for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 14 and 17 make a good couple?:&lt;br /&gt;+ I don't think so...iba ang type ni Atho.hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What school does 20 go to?:&lt;br /&gt;+ De La Salle University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me a random fact about 11:&lt;br /&gt;+ He used to have a crush on me. hahaha! Hannah told me about that. But that was when we were in high school. He also became Raine's boyfriend. He's one of my closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 1:&lt;br /&gt;+ He's the most mabait and understanding person in the world. super. he's my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a crush on 16?:&lt;br /&gt;+ I-am-not-a-lesbian.hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 9 live?:&lt;br /&gt;+ in Tondo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 4's favorite color?:&lt;br /&gt;+ Y-E-L-L-O-W!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you makeout with 14?:&lt;br /&gt;+ no way! ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are 5 &amp; 1 best friends?:&lt;br /&gt;+ No. But they're both close and special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like 20?:&lt;br /&gt;+ I like him because he's my friend. And I owe him my flat 1.00 in public speaking.:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 8 like 19?:&lt;br /&gt;+ They've never met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 15?:&lt;br /&gt;+ She's my classmate now in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 10 have any pets?:&lt;br /&gt;+ when we were in elementary, they had a dog. siguro andun pa hanggang ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 12 older than you?:&lt;br /&gt;+ ah si Kuya Lyle? no. He's 2 months younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 1 the sexiest person&lt;br /&gt;+ OO nman! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever given 13 a hug?&lt;br /&gt;+ Not yet...hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who among them you want to cuddle with right now?&lt;br /&gt;+ si 1!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111846942191114008?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111846942191114008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111846942191114008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111846942191114008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111846942191114008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/06/fun-surveypagpasensyahan.html' title='fun survey...pagpasensyahan'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111735917261276038</id><published>2005-05-29T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T17:32:52.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer '05 Flashback...</title><content type='html'>As I was watching TV last night, TV Patrol was already flashing videos of children buying their school supplies, bags, etc. I suddenly realized that summer is about to end and here comes the opening of another academic year. Time flies too fast, whew! It's like I've just celebrated my 19th birthday and now, 2 months from now I'll be celebrating my *blank* birthday?! haha! Yes. I'm not proud of my age now. Not a teenager anymore. I'm now a woman. Haha! Hindi pa pala...2 months from now pa. Anyway, this summer has been one of the memorable ones. A lot of things happened, the good ones as well as the bad ones. Let me say, naging productive ako and never naging couch potato this summer. Let me give you a recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I saw my grades online after the Holy Week and boy, am I so happy. My grades are getting any better than last academic year. I got 1.78 as the weighted gen. ave. Though I didn't make it to the Dean's list, I'm still happy. But I think I don't deserve my grade in Literature....I really don't think so. *rally! rally! rally!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who would ever forget the reunion of "the four sisters"? I was able to see my closest friends in the world, Meng, Ava and Raine. Though I'm also excited to see our other kabarkadas in high school but I think that would be impossible now because some of them have already their classes started. Too bad...but still I'm happy I saw Meng, Ava and Raine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I was able to change my blog's lay out twice this summer. And my site meter tells me that my site is getting more readers each day. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I was the official photographer at my Kuya's graduation. And Andrey also graduated from College and hopefully they'll be both successful on their jobs. Yihee libre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm losing weight! No way! haha! Nah, I learned to control my appetite and I learned that what I really want is not to be slim/skeleton-look-a-like but what I really want is to be fit and healthy. Another thing I learned is that never ever skip breakfast if you really want to lose those fats and that exercise is a must. I'm quite addicted to Pilates, Tae-Bo and dancing now. I'm not dieting for your info but I lose weight! I'm so proud of myself...*wala ba kayong mga kamay!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I learned to commute for the first time *read this* ALL BY MYSELF. Imagine that??? I know my high school friends reading this are now surprised. Kala niyo di ako matututo ha? But to be honest, ang alam ko lang talaga is yung way from our home to Tutuban. Haha loser! Oo na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. This is related to #5. Sa sobrang excitement sa pagccommute, napapadalas na ang pag-alis ko. Hindi ko alam bakit big deal sakin ang pagccommute. Sarap kasi ng feeling. Feeling ko dalagang-dalaga na ako. Isang 19 year old girl, 1st time magcommute magisa...papuntang Tutuban lang. One time naligaw ako. Dapat baba ako sa Moriones but NO... the PUJ ran so fast that I wasn't able to see the way. Nakita ko na lang Divisoria na! Good thing there's a very nice lady na kasakay ko sa jeep, showed me the way to Tutuban. Oo na! Wag niyo nang ipakita sakin yung mga L sa foreheads niyo! Loser na kung loser! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I bought a 3230! After 5 months kong pagsawaan ang aking Motorola V525, I bought my so far dream phone. Yabang ko no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. For the first time, since the day I woke up and realized I'm addicted to the Sims, I was able to play The Sims Bustin' Out and The Urbz: Sims in the City in Playstation 2, the WHOLE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I realized na mas matimbang sakin ang Shihtzu than iPod Photo. But how I wished meron ako both. I will...soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. My family and I spent a lot of bonding moments which we won't be able to do again pag pasukan. Dad had a 15-day leave from work, and sa house lang kami. Then we would go to the mall the whole day. Then we stayed in our house in Cavite. Then we went to Camille's hometown in Lucban, Quezon and be able to witness for the first time the Pahiyas Festival. Andrey and I are still going strong. Never better. Alis kami ng alis this vacation. Minsan meryenda lang. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun...ayun ang mga nangyari sakin this vacation... I know marami pang dadating 'coz matagal pa pasukan namin, sa June 16 pa. I wonder why...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111735917261276038?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111735917261276038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111735917261276038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111735917261276038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111735917261276038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/05/summer-05-flashback.html' title='Summer &apos;05 Flashback...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111726212478842223</id><published>2005-05-28T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T14:35:24.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Message to 2D-Bio</title><content type='html'>I'm not really sure if all of you will be able to read this message but I've just posted a copy of this at our yahoogroups rin naman eh. We all know that the administration decided to reshuffle the incoming third years. At first, I wasn't really that affected because that time, when that rumor was spreading, I was thinking that it is just a plain rumor just to scare us or something. But now, now that I've learned that it's all true, ngayon lang siya nag-sink in. I'm not really sad or emotional about that, I'm not happy either. I really don't know what to feel. Whether we like it or not, anjan na yan. But it isn't the end of everything right? To think that we're in the same college and program, magkakasalubong and magkakasalubong parin tayo...though hindi na natin maeexperience yung magulo yet masayang classroom. Yes, it wouldn't be the same without 2D/B4. For 2 years we've known each others weaknesses, strengths and flaws, thus making our friendship more memorable. But guys, true friendship is not all about just being together. Once your friend, no matter what, will always be your friend. I will miss each and everyone of you... and I mean it. Lav yah and goodluck next semester. Hope to see your names parin sa mga achievers ng College of Science and Biosoc ha. If ever you need something from me, I'm just a phone call/ text away, don't hesitate to ask for my help. Thank you for the friendship, sana tuloy-tuloy parin. I'm really happy that I met you and you made my first 2 years in college a blast. I won't say goodbye or something because reshuffling is not a reason enough to say goodbye. See yah on enrollment! mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anytime You Need A Friend&lt;br /&gt;© Mariah Carey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're lonely&lt;br /&gt;And need a friend&lt;br /&gt;And troubles seem like&lt;br /&gt;They never end,&lt;br /&gt;Just remember to keep the Faith,&lt;br /&gt;And Love will be there to Light the Way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you need a friend,&lt;br /&gt;I will be here.&lt;br /&gt;You'll never be alone again,&lt;br /&gt;So don't you fear.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you're miles away,&lt;br /&gt;I'm by your side.&lt;br /&gt;So don't you ever be lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Love will make it alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the shadows are closing in&lt;br /&gt;And your Spirit deminishing,&lt;br /&gt;Just remember you're not alone,&lt;br /&gt;And Love will be there &lt;br /&gt;To Guide you Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just believe in me,&lt;br /&gt;I will Love you endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand.&lt;br /&gt;Take me into your Heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there forever, baby.&lt;br /&gt;I won't let go.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you need a friend,&lt;br /&gt;I will be here.&lt;br /&gt;You'll never be alone again,&lt;br /&gt;So don't you fear.&lt;br /&gt;Even if your miles away,&lt;br /&gt;I'm by your side.&lt;br /&gt;So don't you ever be lonely.&lt;br /&gt;It's alright.&lt;br /&gt;It's alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111726212478842223?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111726212478842223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111726212478842223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111726212478842223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111726212478842223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/05/message-to-2d-bio.html' title='A Message to 2D-Bio'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111710599734085611</id><published>2005-05-26T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T19:13:17.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy me...</title><content type='html'>Wow, it has been a long time. Anyway, there's nothing new about me except my cellphone! *Warning: Mayabang ako ngayon* Yehey! I bought a new phone, a Nokia 3230, last Tuesday. Andrey accompanied me. He also bought a new phone. I am soo contented with my phone kasi ba naman 1.3 Megapixel ang cam? So wala na akong problems taking pictures of specimens sa lab kasi super clear ang camera ng phone ko, pang-back up in case maiwan ko digital camera ko. Yehey! Saya talaga... Plus Andrey promised me something that I don't want to reveal for now though I'm really itching to share it to everybody....gusto ko talagang sabihin....*sigh* kaso baka maudlot kaya wag muna. Pero gusto ko talaga... ano sabihin ko na?*whispers* He promised to give me a...sshhh! Haha! Wag na talaga...tsaka na pag meron na talaga...I'm so excited...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111710599734085611?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111710599734085611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111710599734085611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111710599734085611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111710599734085611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-me.html' title='Happy me...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111621733671611425</id><published>2005-05-16T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T21:28:09.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better late than Never</title><content type='html'>I wasn't able to update my blog yesterday because we went to...Lucban, Quezon!!! The trip lasted for 3-4 hours but it was fun. We went to Grotto of Healing and Way of Purification. &lt;i&gt;Dati pa namin gustong pumunta dun. Nung&lt;/i&gt; Holy Week &lt;i&gt;pa&lt;/i&gt; but &lt;i&gt;hindi natuloy.&lt;/i&gt; I was thinking &lt;i&gt;na konti na lang siguro&lt;/i&gt; people since it's not Holy Week anymore. But much to my surprise, there were a lot of people. Imagine, &lt;i&gt;sobrang&lt;/i&gt; traffic &lt;i&gt;nung andun na kami&lt;/i&gt;&gt; near the place. There were a lot of tourists and when we saw the grotto we couldn't help say "Wow!". &lt;i&gt;Grabe!&lt;/i&gt; It's very breathtaking. It has 300 steps and every station of the cross has life-size models of Jesus and other significant characters. I trully admire the people who worked on that grotto. On how they were able to develop one part of the mountain into a beautiful grotto and on how they were able to carve a very very very large image of Jesus at the top of the grotto is really unbelievable. And I was happy since this place became an instrument for our family to bond. Now I trully believe that the Philippines has really a lot of place to be proud of. &lt;i&gt;Tsaka para na rin akong nag-&lt;/i&gt;work out. hahah! 300 steps? Imagine that?! &lt;i&gt;Ang masaya pa dun,&lt;/i&gt; very timing &lt;i&gt;yung&lt;/i&gt; visit because Pahiyas Festival &lt;i&gt;pala&lt;/i&gt; yesterday! It was actually my first time to witness such festival wherein they decorate their homes with fresh fruits and &lt;i&gt;suman&lt;/i&gt; and at the end of the day they will throw those to the people joining the procession. &lt;i&gt;Sobrang saya kaya pag lahat nag-aagawan.&lt;/i&gt; hahaha!Anyway, if you've got nothing to do this May, visit &lt;i&gt; niyo yung&lt;/i&gt; place. Promise, it's magnificent. And don't forget to pray dun...:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xcss:&lt;br /&gt;I texted Camille (since she's from Lucban) if their home is near the grotto. Unfortunately malayo daw. Sayang! Makikipyesta sana ako.hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the piktyurs, click here: http://charyze.multiply.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111621733671611425?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111621733671611425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111621733671611425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111621733671611425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111621733671611425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/05/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better late than Never'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111510611413308204</id><published>2005-05-03T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T15:43:32.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Kinds of Friends</title><content type='html'>In a group, in a barkada, in a campus, in a neighborhood, anywhere, people need to meet different types of people and will eventually become their friends. But are all those people we make &lt;i&gt;halubilo&lt;/i&gt; every now and then--if not everyday-- are worthy to be called friends? or are they just simply Sandy the neighbor, Bob the seatmate and Patrick...the starfish?:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the different kinds of people that,whether we like-slash-love it or not, we have to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DIFFERENT KINDS OF "FRIENDS"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;as observed by the blogger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;note #1: the word &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt; is enclosed by a quotation mark meaning not all people we treat as friends see us as their friends. Meaning, &lt;b&gt;friend-friendan lang!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note #2: bato bato sa langit, ang tamaan pangit.hehe! This is just an observation of mine and not meant to make parinig whatsoever to any person.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt; The G-mik kabarkada&lt;/b&gt;- these are the people who are always on the go when there are parties, concerts or &lt;i&gt;kahit sa mga simpleng lakwatsa lang.&lt;/i&gt; Some of them can be considered as your true friends but sadly some are just for &lt;i&gt;gimikan lang.&lt;/i&gt; Once you need their help, you can't find them...unless they're at their homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt; Pinocchio&lt;/b&gt;- I really hate it when a certain person you thought your friend is not sensitive enough to your feelings. Why Pinocchio? Because he is made of wood right? So these are the people who have no feelings at all. When you ask for their help, advices or something, their dialogue is always &lt;i&gt;"ok lang yan"&lt;/i&gt; then yun lang. Or they can be in other forms. They are those who never stop teasing and humiliating you even if it's obvious that you're not having fun anymore... insensitive? YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;The Parasites&lt;/b&gt;- ah...these are the people who are wise enough to choose who they'll going to befriend. Wise huh... Those who are rich, with cars, influential, with a position in an org (or even in the country) and with brains are usually the victims. Like the parasites, they are getting all the resources they could get from their hosts and sometimes &lt;i&gt;pag sobrang kapal na talaga ng parasite na yun&lt;/i&gt;, the hosts are usually end up harmed...tsk...tsk...Oh by the way, they are also known as the User-friendly este &lt;b&gt;Friendly-Users&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;He-who-must-not-be-named&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;i&gt;eto yung mga "bad influence" sa ating mga buhay&lt;/i&gt;. Yes. Whatever we do, we really can't eradicate them in this world BUT of course, we can avoid them. These are our friends who give us headaches because of their vices/ bad attitudes and worst &lt;i&gt;dinadamay pa tayo.&lt;/i&gt; It's better to avoid them than be &lt;i&gt;kawawa&lt;/i&gt; in the end. Why named as such? Because &lt;i&gt; sa sobrang&lt;/i&gt; B.I., &lt;i&gt;bawal banggitin ang pangalan!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;The Devils in Disguise&lt;/b&gt;- Hah! They are those each of us really hates. Usually, whenever we are asked, what traits we hate most, the usual answer is &lt;b&gt;"mga plastic"&lt;/b&gt;. Yes, they may look like angels and they may smile and greet you whenever you see them in the corridor but beware and look! They've got pointed tails! Because they are actually devils in disguise. And don't be surprised if one day you'll learn that they're saying something bad against you behind your back. That is actually their hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;b&gt; Online Buddies &lt;/b&gt;- Yeah! I've got loads of online buddies! &lt;i&gt;Sino bang hindi?&lt;/i&gt; Especially when you have a blog. They are your frequent visitors who never forget to greet you whenever they are online. They leave comments (yes, I really appreciate people who leave comments here), give suggestions or just say hi. Yes. They can be your friend! Who says friendship is just all about being together? I love my online buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;Your Soulmate&lt;/b&gt;- they are your bestfriends. You have different point of views. You have different favorite colors. You have different attitudes. But still there is something between you that made you click to each other. I've found my soulmates. They are Maine, Raine and Ava. Yihee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;A Friend w/ H.D.&lt;/b&gt;- H.D. as in Hidden Desire...&lt;i&gt;baduy man pakinggan, pero nangyayari talaga to in real life.&lt;/i&gt;This usually happens between a boy and a girl &lt;i&gt;(malamang!) na kunwari friends daw&lt;/i&gt; then as the time goes by, one of them will fall in love &lt;i&gt;nang palihim&lt;/i&gt;. Sadly, the usual thing that happens is the other would want nothing more but friendship. &lt;i&gt;Wawa naman...&lt;/i&gt; But there are also some &lt;i&gt;na nagkakadevelopan. Ganun talaga eh...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;Angels in Disguise&lt;/b&gt;- If we have &lt;b&gt;Devils in Disguise&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;pahuhuli ba naman kaming mga angels?&lt;/i&gt;*cough! cough!* Actually, these are the people who I appreciate a lot. They may be your seatmate, your neighbor or even your #1 enemy. They are not actually a close friend or a kabarkada but when you need a helping hand or a just a person to talk to, you can depend on them. &lt;i&gt; Ito yung mga taong dahil hindi natin ka-close, akala natin masungit, masama ugali, etc.&lt;/i&gt; but when we need a person to help us and a friend is nowhere to be found, &lt;i&gt;sa mga hindi inaasahang pagkakataon, maaasahan mo sila.&lt;/i&gt; There are a lot of them, that's why you should be nice to every person you meet. What goes around comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;Lover slash bestfriend&lt;/b&gt;- Yihee! This goes to all the lovers out there. Me myself don't just treat Andrey as my boyfriend but we're also the best of friends. That's the very first thing every couple should remember. In order to enjoy your relationship, be each other's bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;b&gt;The Mentor&lt;/b&gt;- They are your friends whose advices are really worth to ponder on. &lt;i&gt;Kung may B.I.&lt;/i&gt;, they are the exact opposite. They love you as their friend that's why they want all the best for you. You can turn to them when you have problems and worries and they are really dependable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;b&gt;Dr. Love&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Sino sa inyo hindi nagkaroon ng kaibigang palaging in-love?&lt;/i&gt; Me? I can't count how many of them anymore. They are the people who are worshipping their girlfriends/boyfriends and yes, when you look closely at their eyes, it is actually heart-shaped. Don't expect them to accompany you on gimiks or even while waiting for your &lt;i&gt;sundo&lt;/i&gt; because they surely won't. Hello? Their priority is their lover. They are so addicted to their other half that they won't reply on your texts (their loads are for their gf's/bf's only, &lt;i&gt;asa ka pa!&lt;/i&gt;), they skip classes (&lt;i&gt;syempre may&lt;/i&gt; date), they keep on talking about their gf/bf (&lt;i&gt;memorize mo na nga life story ng gf/bf niya eh) and other crazy stuffs your friend do for love's sake... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;b&gt;The Treasurer&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;i&gt;They are the common victims/hosts of &lt;b&gt;The Parasites&lt;/b&gt;. Whenever there is a bar hopping, food tripping, movie marathon, etc., he/she has to be always invited. Right. That person is the official bank of the barkada and the official car rental...too bad, if only he's/she's a lil smarter, &lt;i&gt;hindi sana siya magagamit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;b&gt;The Walking Encyclopedia&lt;/b&gt;- They are the smart and bright ones. Gifted child &lt;i&gt;ika nga.&lt;/i&gt; They can also be the parasite's victim. Usually, when attacked by the parasite, they are the ones who make the assignments, the artworks, the groupworks, etc. &lt;i&gt;O kaya naman kakaibiganin sila ng mga parasites para sikat nga naman sila di ba? Salot sa lipunan talaga yang mga parasites!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;b&gt;Ka-mutualistic relationship&lt;/b&gt;- Mutualism is a kind of relationship wherein both organisms are benefited. &lt;i&gt;May mga nangyayari sa magkakaibigan na nag-gagamitan lang sila&lt;/i&gt;. They may have intentions of their own. &lt;i&gt;For example, Popeye and Brutus are friends, &lt;i&gt;kinaibigan ni&lt;/i&gt; Popeye &lt;i&gt;si&lt;/i&gt; Brutus because he wants to be popular while Brutus' intention is to get close to Betty Boop &lt;i&gt;(kasi crush niya)&lt;/i&gt; who happens to be Popeye's cousin. But of course, mutualism isn't just about bad intentions. Two people enjoying each other's company can be benefited in a good way &lt;i&gt;din naman&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;b&gt;Bubuyogs&lt;/b&gt;- They are the chismosas in the group. I personally hate these kind of people. They aren't trustworthy so be careful. These people are usually the ones who have loads of gossips in their bags. Be careful of telling your secrets to these people because if they are really born to be chismosa, even if he/she's your friend, you're friendship is not an excuse...you can also be a victim. I've been a victim that's why I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;b&gt;The Electric Fans&lt;/b&gt;- You really can't avoid people who are &lt;i&gt;mayayabang&lt;/i&gt; or show-offs. They brag everything they have that make them really irritating to be with. You can always hear them say, "Oh, I've got a new car. It's the top of the line. I can't show it to you pare 'coz I don't want it na madumihan...yah know..." Yeah right! Okay, those who really have something to show off are QUITE forgivable (when I say quite forgivable, it doesn't mean you're not irritating ha! &lt;i&gt;Kairita parin kaya!&lt;/i&gt;) but those people who really have nothing but still have the guts to make pa-cool, huh sarap tanggalan ng larynx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;b&gt;The Walking Diary&lt;/b&gt;- Whenever I hear the word diary, the person that always comes to my mind is Maine/Meng. *winkAVAwinkRAINE* Yup, she loves writing in her diary but also she is like a walking diary to me. When we were in high school, she knew everything about me. Each of us has a friend like that right? Whether she's your bestfriend, your mother, your father or your puppy. Whenever we're sad or happy, it's a human nature to look for somebody we can talk to or something where we can pour out all our emotions. Like a diary, there are certain people in our lives to whom we trust our emotions. Either they will just listen and hug us or they will give us some advices. When we are happy they are the first one to know. When are sad they are the first people we go to. It's true that no man is an island because humans are social being. That's why we need people like them. My dad, mom and Andrey are also my diaries. Isn't it a good feeling when there is someone who will listen to all our sentiments and never hesitates to give us smiles and hugs when we're down? *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;b&gt;Sosyalistas&lt;/b&gt;- They are the rich kids who are what we call "high maintenance." They can be a good friend, yes, but sometimes they can be hard to be with. A typical barkada hangs out in the afternoon, laughing and talking outside Aling Marta's store while munching on some dirty ice cream and fishballs. You can't do that with a pa-sosyal friend. &lt;i&gt;Sige try mo&lt;/i&gt;...all you can hear are the words, "Eeew!", "Yuck!", "Gross!", "That's dirty &lt;i&gt;kaya&lt;/i&gt;! Duh?!". Duh?! Duh?! Duh?!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;b&gt;Mr. &amp; Ms. Popular&lt;/b&gt;- Yeah! They are the coolest people in school. They are the hearthrobs or the crushes ng bayan. They can also be the &lt;b&gt;Walking Encyclopedias&lt;/b&gt;. They can be the sons/daughters of a certain politician. They can be the TV personalities. Or they can be just a friend who happens to know everyone in school. They are popular. Sometimes they can be intimidating to be your friend. But not all "populars" are not approachable. In fact they can be also victims of &lt;b&gt;The Parasites&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(sila na naman!)&lt;/i&gt;. These parasites can use them for them to be popular. &lt;i&gt;Oo nga naman.&lt;/i&gt; When you have an ambition to be the organization's President, you should befriend all the "populars" in school and have an instant campaign team. Or maybe, if you want your crush to notice you, befriend a popular also. If you want to be the center of attention in a party, go to the party with a popular....what a user....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go! Actually there are a lot of types. It's for you to find out (you can add 'em here!). And also, it's up to you to decide who you think are the friends worthy to be called "friends." Just a piece of advice, don't let anyone use you or betray you. Choose wisely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111510611413308204?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111510611413308204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111510611413308204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111510611413308204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111510611413308204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/05/different-kinds-of-friends.html' title='Different Kinds of Friends'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111510605931838140</id><published>2005-04-28T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T15:40:59.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buhay pa ako...</title><content type='html'>Yes...I'm back and I'm still very alive. Just a bit busy lately. Lot of things happened this week. Some are exciting, some are sad. THE SIMS made me forget the stress and all. I played it the whole day for how many days. And yes, finally, my sims got promoted. I'm now a doctor! hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, congratulations to all my friends who've just graduated from college: my Kuya and his classmates, my baby Andrey and his friends and classmates, my cousin Charlemaigne, my uncle (father's side) Kuya Den-den, Tiepee and the rest of my blogging friends, UST batch '04-'05, others&lt;br /&gt;from high school: San Sebastian College-Recoletos '04-'05 that includes Ms. Navarra and Ms. Suelto (my friends' lil sisters), my cousin Epoi from elementary: my cousins Anne-Anne (who graduated with 2nd honors) and Jameson. Goodluck to all of you! And to my kuya and Andrey, unemployed na kayo! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I forgot to inform you that MARJ is still alive. MARJ stands for Maine, &lt;a href="http://jedihobbitwitch.blogspot.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Ava&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://prettyraine.blogspot.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Raine&lt;/a&gt; and Jo (that's me). Yay! We went out last April 7 and it was sooo fun. I really miss those girls. Yes, they are still the same people I loved from the very start. Though we are more matured now, when circumstances need it, we transform back to our natural childish characteristics. hehe! &lt;br /&gt;Lorraine is still Lorraine but prettier. Jarmaine is still Jarmaine but more talkative (peace!). Ava is still Ava but thinner. We've changed physically, but on how we treat each other is still the same. We laughed. We eat on our ever favorite McDo (though not in Lepanto anymore). We shared stories. We laughed. We watched Be Cool. We laughed. We went to the arcade. We laughed. We sang in the karaoke. We laughed. I really miss their company. They are the bestest friends in the whole world! And they are my soulmates....mwah! Love you Meng, Ava and Raine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111510605931838140?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111510605931838140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111510605931838140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111510605931838140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111510605931838140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/04/buhay-pa-ako.html' title='Buhay pa ako...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111338772996439369</id><published>2005-04-13T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T15:39:27.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joanne...according to her friends...</title><content type='html'>I got this forwarded message from Chrysler and decided to forward this also to my friends just to know what are those qualities they like about me. Some are hilarious while others are sweet. Here, read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 5 things you like about Joanne:&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;From Juvy Anne:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jolly&lt;br /&gt;2. Cute&lt;br /&gt;3. Brilliant&lt;br /&gt;4. Fashionista&lt;br /&gt;5. Remembers that we're still friends&lt;br /&gt;        ~ &lt;i&gt;of course...hehe! Miss yah!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;From Jitro&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. makulet&lt;br /&gt;2. masarap tumawa parang wala nang bukas&lt;br /&gt;3. laging nakatulala&lt;br /&gt;4. friend ko&lt;br /&gt;5. She is who she is (naks!)&lt;br /&gt;        ~ &lt;i&gt;Jhitz, ano ba talaga big deal sa pagiging tulala ko? hehe! Pero sweet yung last ha...aaww!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;From Rhyse:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. baet&lt;br /&gt;2. cheerful&lt;br /&gt;3. enthusiastic&lt;br /&gt;4. true&lt;br /&gt;5. with substance&lt;br /&gt;        ~ &lt;i&gt;hehe! thanks! Miss you! *haba ng hair*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;From Trix:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you're my cousin&lt;br /&gt;2. beautiful&lt;br /&gt;3. friendly&lt;br /&gt;4. honest&lt;br /&gt;5. nagtetext kahit tulog na ako&lt;br /&gt;        ~ &lt;i&gt;sori sa pangiistorbo! hehe!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;From Benielyn:&lt;/u&gt; (gumawa ng sarili niya...haha!)&lt;br /&gt;J- oyful&lt;br /&gt;O- rganized&lt;br /&gt;A- wesome&lt;br /&gt;N- ice&lt;br /&gt;E- empathetic listener&lt;br /&gt;        ~ &lt;i&gt;ahm, Ben, parang kulang ata ng isang "N"...hehe!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;From Gladys:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Makulit!&lt;br /&gt;2. Masayahin!&lt;br /&gt;3. Mabait? hehe!&lt;br /&gt;4. Always on the go&lt;br /&gt;5. Trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;        ~ &lt;i&gt;kaw din makulit eh! miss ko na to! pashift-shift pa kasi...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;From Andrey:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. makulit&lt;br /&gt;2. madaldal&lt;br /&gt;3. sarap magtampo&lt;br /&gt;4. medyo moody&lt;br /&gt;5. kasi baby ko siya&lt;br /&gt;        ~ &lt;i&gt;aaww! Love you! mwah!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;From Chrysler:&lt;/u&gt; ang pasimuno...&lt;br /&gt;1. bait&lt;br /&gt;2. simple&lt;br /&gt;3. cute tumawa&lt;br /&gt;4. generous&lt;br /&gt;5. Gorgeous (ano ba ito?)&lt;br /&gt;        ~ &lt;i&gt;wag mo nang bawiin...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;From Jarmaine:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She's always there&lt;br /&gt;2. Strong personality&lt;br /&gt;3. Because she's my bestfriend&lt;br /&gt;4. We're common in many ways&lt;br /&gt;5. True friend&lt;br /&gt;        ~ &lt;i&gt;thank you bestfriend! Love you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;From &lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/~rachelle_099" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Rachelle&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. kalog&lt;br /&gt;2. masaya kasama&lt;br /&gt;3. good influence.hehe!&lt;br /&gt;4. pinkish!&lt;br /&gt;5. Of course, maganda, like me! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;        ~ &lt;i&gt;ahem! ahem! thanks! :-)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of you friends for all the effort just to answer that message. Truly appreciated. You are really my friends! hehe! Yung mga hindi naka-sun excused kayo...hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111338772996439369?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111338772996439369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111338772996439369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111338772996439369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111338772996439369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/04/joanneaccording-to-her-friends.html' title='Joanne...according to her friends...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111241870099889175</id><published>2005-04-02T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T13:41:19.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotions...</title><content type='html'>There are a lot of things happening now. Unfortunately and sad to say, not all of them are good things. It is so sad that I want to make a change and help but like other people, I can't. After the tsunami attack, Indonesia was again destroyed by a strong earthquake. And now, Pope John Paul II is dying. This isn't a time to be happy and party. Let us all be aware of what's happening to our surroundings and the people around to us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a resident of Indonesia. I am not one of those victims of earthquake either. But I can feel the pain they are feeling right now. I want to help, but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a relative of Pope John Paul II. But I am a Catholic. And I saw him and even touched his hand once in my life-- supposed to be twice but he wasn't able to be there at Third World Meeting of Families because of the worsening of his health. And during that seconds of connection between us, I felt that I am trully a Catholic...and it's like shaking hands with Jesus himself. And now, while I am here happy that I passed all my subjects, there is the Pope suffering and ailing...and dying. I want to do something but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be with those people from Indonesia. I can't be with the Pope. We can't all be with them. But I know we can help. I can help... through prayers. I admit I am not a good Christian. I am not a good daughter of our Lord. I know we are all not obedient sons/ daughters of God. But one thing's for sure, &lt;i&gt;malakas tayo sa Kanya.&lt;/i&gt; Just for a change people, let's not pray for what WE want right now. Let's start praying for others. Let's pray that those victims in Indonesia may continue their lives and be able to move on. Let's pray that Pope John Paul II may not let go...and if ever he will, may he rest peacfully and finally enjoy his new life in God's embrace. Let's pray that the Holy Spirit may guide and give wisdom to the Bishops who will vote for the next Pope and may the future Pope be a true Father to all of us Catholics just like Pope John Paul II did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a minute of silence people and let us all pray together... as brothers and sisters... as sons and daughters of God... though different races...different ages...different religions... different cultures and languages... let us all be one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111241870099889175?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111241870099889175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111241870099889175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111241870099889175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111241870099889175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/04/emotions.html' title='emotions...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111215588141069307</id><published>2005-03-30T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T12:12:26.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood: Dreamy</title><content type='html'>Last night, as I was about to sleep, I suddenly remembered that on Friday will be the issuance of clearance. And on that day, we will be able to know if we flunked a certain subject or passed all the subjects. No grades. Just "failed" and "passed". Grades can be viewed online on that same day I think. Still waiting for further anouncements. Anyhow, that made me overly nervous. I got up from my bed, immediately texted Andrey and I felt my heart now explodingly transferring my blood to every organs because of nervousness. Plus my hands and legs were shaking big time. Maybe because of the fast flow of the blood in my veins that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me: Shocks! Bigla akong kinabahan! Naalala ko bigla na sa Friday na pala issuance ng clearance! :c &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Tumigil ka nga dyan...kaw talaga...ang isipin mo baby, yun yung time na magcecelebrate tayo dahil asa dean's list ka di ba? Wag na kabahan ha basta magppray tayo and sigurado may magagandang kapalit mga paghihirap mo... =) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read that message, an image of me, jumping for joy while looking at a long bond paper posted at the bulletin board suddenly came floating above my head. Then the bond paper was focused and there I clearly saw my name together with the other DL's... GWA 1.08 Ang, Kevin; GWA 1.07 Salazar, Janelle; GWA 1.06 Quinawod, Joanne (bah! tindi mangarap!). It lasted for about 2 seconds....my smile lasted for about 2 seconds. Like a bubble, it suddenly popped and everything's back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I was able to get at least two flat ones this time...hopefully *crosses fingers*. It's so sad that for us to be able to be in the dean's list we have to get at least two flat ones and a GWA of 1.75 above. While in other schools, as long as your GWA is 1.75, you're in. Sometimes it could be unfair. There are some whose GWA is much higher than those who got at least two flat ones. Anyhow, I hope I'm in...or I just hope that I have no failing grades...I'm kinda hallucinating lately... I just wish I'm in...and it will be fun broadcasting "hey, I got six flat ones! Flat one in Botany lec, Botany lab, Analytical Chem lect, Analyical Chem lab, Microbiology Lect and Micorbiology lab!" And everybody would congratulate me and I'd be the next image model of &lt;i&gt;Promil "Gifted Child"&lt;/i&gt;. And my dad would be doing the commercial with me with his tagline &lt;i&gt;"Ituloy niyo lang. It's worth it."&lt;/i&gt; Then I'll be famous. You'll see my face in big billboards all over the country. I would also bag the BPI-DOST Award. Only me in the whole UST. Whow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Oh yes. You are allowed to slap me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111215588141069307?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111215588141069307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111215588141069307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111215588141069307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111215588141069307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/03/mood-dreamy.html' title='Mood: Dreamy'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111208749754615849</id><published>2005-03-29T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T19:33:49.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another layout...</title><content type='html'>Yay! New layout...I think this one is better than the previous one...hahaha! So cute... oh by the way that's (&lt;------) me...PERO kunwari lang! In my dreams...hehe! "That's me" my as*...feeling... But she's cute isn't it? And this layout is sooo pinkish and I loove it! But there's a slight problem...when you click the "others" navigation, it's not working...right? Or is it just my computer? I don't know. I've been reviewing the codes but I can't figure out what's wrong. Now, I don't know where to put my tag board...agh! Agh talaga! Isa pang agh! Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Yay! It's working already! I saw the problem with my code when I looked at it very closely... New layout! "I'm ready! New layout!" *the spongebob way* And also, I have new sets of songs at my playlist! I love my new songs...all in all I have 45 songs in my playlist...hopefully it won't crash..haha! Oh, by the way, I have two Get Right's there. The 1st one is the original and the second one is the remix. I love 'em both! *grabs you and dance*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111208749754615849?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111208749754615849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111208749754615849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111208749754615849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111208749754615849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/03/another-layout.html' title='another layout...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111189599244075613</id><published>2005-03-27T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T11:59:52.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New layout!</title><content type='html'>I changed my layout &lt;i&gt;na...para feel na feel ang summer.&lt;/i&gt; I don't really like my current layout...because 1)it takes time to load; 2) it has no "charisma". I don't know. I was forced to changed &lt;i&gt;lang naman&lt;/i&gt; my old layout because &lt;i&gt;nasira siya eh.&lt;/i&gt; I have no idea why and how it happened. Basta...ayun, Happy Easter! Si Frendi nga pala may blog na rin. (http://frendoinks.blogspot.com). Right now I'm working on my boyfriend's sister's blog...Ava, goodluck on your finals! 2D-Bio goodluck sa Clearance Day! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111189599244075613?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111189599244075613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111189599244075613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111189599244075613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111189599244075613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-layout.html' title='New layout!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111156505276918367</id><published>2005-03-23T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T16:04:12.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored...to the nth power</title><content type='html'>I'm so bored today...why? Nasira TV namin! Of all days of the year why now pa? Now na bakasyon at wala akong magawa????? Hmmp... bad trip... plus somebody's pissing me off, annoying me and is actually pestering me too much that I want to squeeze that person into pieces! You! Could you please have a life and get lost?! Grrrr!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since I'm bored to the nth power, I decided to spend my time answering this. I got this from Rachelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUT AN ASTERISK BESIDE THE ONE THATS&lt;br /&gt;TRUE ABOUT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;01. i have a cell phone. *&lt;br /&gt;02. i have friends who use me. *&lt;br /&gt;03. i am an only child. &lt;br /&gt;04. i am a shopoholic. *&lt;br /&gt;05. i love dangly earrings. &lt;br /&gt;06. i have smoked a cigarette before. &lt;br /&gt;07. i love cold weather. *&lt;br /&gt;08. i'm obsessed with the computer.*&lt;br /&gt;09. i have shot a gun before.* (water gun???hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;10. i can't live without music. *&lt;br /&gt;11. i have no tolerance of ignorant people.&lt;br /&gt;12. i have ridden on a motorcycle before.*&lt;br /&gt;13. i'll be in this town forever.&lt;br /&gt;14. i've been to 5 other countries.&lt;br /&gt;15. i get annoyed easily.* (obvious ba...)&lt;br /&gt;16. i eventually want kids. *&lt;br /&gt;17. i have neat handwriting.*&lt;br /&gt;18. i have more than a few horrible memories. *&lt;br /&gt;19. i am addicted to chocolate.******************(ooops...diet...diet..)&lt;br /&gt;20. i am an atheist.&lt;br /&gt;21. my parents are strict. * (sometimes...)&lt;br /&gt;22. i love airplane rides. * (but I love ship rides more...)&lt;br /&gt;23. i love taking pictures. * (absolutely)&lt;br /&gt;24. i hate girls who are fake. *&lt;br /&gt;25. i can be mean when i want to. *&lt;br /&gt;26. my parents care about my grades. *&lt;br /&gt;27. one of my best friends is a guy. * (boyfriend ko)&lt;br /&gt;28. i have way too many purses. &lt;br /&gt;29. i'm obsessed with lip gloss. *&lt;br /&gt;30. i love ice cream. *&lt;br /&gt;31. i would never eat raw fish.*&lt;br /&gt;32. i cry easily. *(sometimes hehe)&lt;br /&gt;33. i hate it when people are late. * (pero nallate din ako, hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;34. i procrastinate. *&lt;br /&gt;35. i love winter.*&lt;br /&gt;36. i have too many clothes for my closet/dresser. *&lt;br /&gt;37. i love to sleep. ******************&lt;br /&gt;38. i wish i were smarter. *&lt;br /&gt;39. i'm afraid of flying.&lt;br /&gt;40. i hate drama.&lt;br /&gt;41. i bite my nails.*&lt;br /&gt;42. i have been on an 8 hour drive. * (12 pa nga eh, sa Ilocos, 1st time) &lt;br /&gt;43. i never fight with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;44. i love the beach. * &lt;br /&gt;45. i have never had the chicken pox. &lt;br /&gt;46. i have gone out in public in my pajamas.* (nung nasusunog yung house ng neighbor namin...scary)&lt;br /&gt;47. i can't control my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;48. i have a best friend. *&lt;br /&gt;49. i have moved more than once.*&lt;br /&gt;50. i truly love my friends.*&lt;br /&gt;51. i have braces. &lt;br /&gt;52. i love to write. *&lt;br /&gt;53. i have never broken a bone. *&lt;br /&gt;54. i agree with racist people.&lt;br /&gt;55. i hate my computer.**** (parang pagong!)&lt;br /&gt;56. i love guys that play guitar.*&lt;br /&gt;57. i state the obvious. *&lt;br /&gt;58. i'm (generally) a happy person. *&lt;br /&gt;59. i love to dance. * &lt;br /&gt;60. i love to sing. * &lt;br /&gt;61. i love cleaning my room.(no way...)&lt;br /&gt;62. i tend to get jealous very easily. *&lt;br /&gt;63. i have gotten high before. &lt;br /&gt;64. i have gotten high on drugs before.&lt;br /&gt;65. i love night better than day.*&lt;br /&gt;66. i have been on the phone for over 5 hours&lt;br /&gt;at a time.*&lt;br /&gt;67. i don't like to study for tests. *&lt;br /&gt;68. i love God.***********************&lt;br /&gt;69. i am too forgiving. *&lt;br /&gt;70. i have horrible sense in direction.&lt;br /&gt;71. i miss elementary school.*&lt;br /&gt;72. i have had a boyfriend before.*&lt;br /&gt;73. i'm a mummy's boy. (I'm not a boy...kidding. I'm a daddy's girl)*&lt;br /&gt;74. i love kisses on my forehead. *&lt;br /&gt;75. i love the color pink. ******************************************&lt;br /&gt;76. i love to sew. &lt;br /&gt;77. my eye color changes. (woah! scary nun! hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;78. i should see a therapist. &lt;br /&gt;79. i played on a guys sports team.&lt;br /&gt;80. i become stressed easily. *********&lt;br /&gt;81. i hate liars. *&lt;br /&gt;82. i like comfy sweatpants.&lt;br /&gt;83. i can play the piano. *&lt;br /&gt;84. i love the smell of rain.&lt;br /&gt;85. i love my family. *****&lt;br /&gt;86. i hate needles. (nyeh...feeling sleeping beauty)&lt;br /&gt;87. i am a perfectionist.* (sometimes...)&lt;br /&gt;88. i always wanted to learn to play the drums. (nope, guitars pwede pa)&lt;br /&gt;89. i hate the feeling of failure. ********************************&lt;br /&gt;90. i have friends in other countries. &lt;br /&gt;91. i know how to cook.*&lt;br /&gt;92. i can be quite selfish. *&lt;br /&gt;93. at times, i still act like a little kid. *&lt;br /&gt;94. i have food allergies.&lt;br /&gt;95. i love little kids. *&lt;br /&gt;96. i love to read. *&lt;br /&gt;97. i wish i were more motivated for school. *&lt;br /&gt;98. i love getting stuff in the mail. &lt;br /&gt;99. i have problems with letting go of old feelings. * &lt;br /&gt;100. i hate being alone.*&lt;br /&gt;101. i love summer. *&lt;br /&gt;102. i love the weekends. *&lt;br /&gt;103. i love black eyeliner. &lt;br /&gt;104. i think i'm pretty. *********** (haha kidding!)&lt;br /&gt;105. i type with one hand.&lt;br /&gt;106. i live in a one storey house.&lt;br /&gt;107. i wear make-up. * (for special occasions only..haha)&lt;br /&gt;108. i have never ridden on an underground subway.&lt;br /&gt;109. i can't swim.&lt;br /&gt;110. i have bad memory.&lt;br /&gt;111. i go to church. *&lt;br /&gt;112. i sing in the shower. *&lt;br /&gt;113. i have never been camping. &lt;br /&gt;114. i hate cheerleaders.&lt;br /&gt;115. i am a foreigner.&lt;br /&gt;116. i love blue.&lt;br /&gt;117. i hate someone. *&lt;br /&gt;118. i'm in love with someone. *&lt;br /&gt;119. i never held a snake. &lt;br /&gt;120. i like this survey. *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111156505276918367?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111156505276918367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111156505276918367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111156505276918367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111156505276918367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/03/boredto-nth-power.html' title='bored...to the nth power'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111147974794104874</id><published>2005-03-22T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T17:14:24.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorola V525</title><content type='html'>I'm selling my phone. I bought it for P24 thou but since it is slightly used,I will sell it for almost half the original price, negotiable pa. Here's the site for its features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://direct.motorola.com/ENG/web_producthome.asp?Country=GBR&amp;language=ENG&amp;productid=29177&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a tag here, or a message (09275586483 or 09225320321) if you're interested. O nga pala, dalawang Motorola V525 yun ha. Yung isa kasi kay Andrey. So I need two buyers. Thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Motorola V525 / motorola V525 specification:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Quad band&lt;br /&gt;Flip style&lt;br /&gt;65,536 colour TFT screen&lt;br /&gt;External caller id screen&lt;br /&gt;Integrated VGA digital camera&lt;br /&gt;Bluetooth&lt;br /&gt;SMS&lt;br /&gt;EMS&lt;br /&gt;MMS&lt;br /&gt;WAP&lt;br /&gt;GPRS&lt;br /&gt;Java&lt;br /&gt;Email &lt;br /&gt;USB&lt;br /&gt;Voice memo and dialling&lt;br /&gt;Instant messaging&lt;br /&gt;Personal Information Management&lt;br /&gt;Calculator and currency converter&lt;br /&gt;1,000 number phonebook&lt;br /&gt;Polyphonic ringtones&lt;br /&gt;Customised ringtones&lt;br /&gt;MP3 and WAV as ringtones&lt;br /&gt;MP3 player&lt;br /&gt;Photo phonebook&lt;br /&gt;Vibrating alert&lt;br /&gt;Speakerphone&lt;br /&gt;5Mb memory&lt;br /&gt;motorola v525 - weight 114g  volume 86cc  89x 49 x 24.8 mm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111147974794104874?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111147974794104874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111147974794104874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111147974794104874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111147974794104874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/03/motorola-v525.html' title='Motorola V525'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111130796155542794</id><published>2005-03-20T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T16:39:21.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Because of the Gloves...</title><content type='html'>Morales outlasted Pacquiao, so what? For us Filipinos, Pacquiao is still the CHAMPION. We saw how he fought...I wasn't even dissapointed. Though to be honest I was so sad. We even received the news before the fight was televised on the television. I was so sad... but I still watched the fight. And then I realized how lucky we are to have Manny Pacquiao. He is a geniune fighter. He is a real Filipino. With all the blood flowing from his face, with Morales having longer arms and longer legs, he didn't dare give up. &lt;i&gt;Lalong lumaki respeto ko sa kanya.&lt;/i&gt; He is so unbelievable and I'm so proud of him. The judges had a unanimous decision for Morales, but not by much, with the score 115-113. Only 2 points...and if not because of the gloves he wore that game, he can surely do more. Days before the fight, Pacquiao was afraid that Morales might not get hurt with his gloves because they are too thick. He had to wear the different type of gloves (the thick ones) than the ones he usually uses because that's what Morales' side wanted and Pacquiao's promoter signed the deal. And 2 days before the game, they were asked to submit AGAIN the medical tests because the committee responsible lost the records. But again, whatever happens, for us Filipinos, Manny Pacquiao is still the champion. We should not be dissapointed. I am in fact contented with what he did during the fight. He showed to the world that Filipinos should be respected and Filipinos are real fighters. It was a wonderful fight. There will be another fight (May 8), this time with Marquez. Pacquiao can do it. I know he can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="alternate" width="100%" bgcolor="#0066FF"&gt;WE SALUTE YOU PACMAN!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/unnecessary%20things/pacquiaom.jpg" height=200 weight=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;There's also another person worthy of my space here in my blog. She is the soulmate of Geoff Eigennman...hehe! Kidding aside, this person is one of those special people in my life. *ang drama* She can be mataray but when you got to know her better, she's actually a sweet young lady. For you, birthday girl, we, your friends and your family wish you all the best and happiness life can offer. Just be yourself because we love you the way you are.:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="alternate" width="100%" bgcolor="#9933CC"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FRANCES "FRENDI"!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/unnecessary%20things/frendi.jpg" height=200 weight=200&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111130796155542794?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111130796155542794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111130796155542794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111130796155542794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111130796155542794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-because-of-gloves.html' title='Just Because of the Gloves...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111115369080112643</id><published>2005-03-18T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T16:24:37.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah...blah...blah...</title><content type='html'>I want a new phone...I don't know. I bought my Motorola last December but I think I gotta have a new one...My Motorola is cool..yeah MP3 ringtones, moving screensavers, with built-in cam, with bluetooth and only few people in the Philippines have it (it is powered by Vodafone so it means it comes fresh from UK)...but I can't activate my MMS because Globe won't recognize my phone, imagine that? Too much for being a sucker for "uniqueness" and "the-only-person-in-the-Philippines-using-a-phone-with-Vodafone sticker-attached-to-it." But you know, I love my Motorola V525...it's cool actually. The only thing is, I can't check my email the way I used to when I have my 3650 because I can't activate my MMS. And as I was wondering if I would buy a new phone or not, I was amazed by the fast evolution of celphone models nowadays. I can't forget the time when I had my 3310 (and I'm the first one who owned a 3310 back then in our school because &lt;i&gt;bagong labas pa lang siya&lt;/i&gt;) and I was so &lt;i&gt;mayabang&lt;/i&gt; and let my classmates play the Space Impact until almost everyday I have to charge my battery. And me and my classmates once had a conversation that what if there would be a colored celphone with wallpapers, screensavers and all that (of course that time we were thinking it would be impossible). And now, looked at our new cellphone models...kinda amazing...but somehow it's scary... Technology can be helpful. Yes. It is. It makes our life easier. But if human beings use technology in a bad way, then it will cause a lot of trouble. There are a lot of cases of robbery, snatching, hold-ups (my brother had been a victim of hold-up in Recto...he was traumatized actually). There are a lot of cases of sex videos passed from one phone to another...even Mahal got a "mahalay" one...heheh! But no, kidding aside, just a reminder people. When you're phone is expensive, don't use it on public areas. Or better yet when you have a cheap extra phone, and you know that you're going to a public place and commuting, leave the expensive one, and bring the cheap one (if you really can't live without A celphone). And please, don't be like Ethel Booba, Mahal and the rest allowing other people na &lt;i&gt;kuhaan ka&lt;/i&gt; while bathing or something thinking that other people won't see it...Chances are, &lt;i&gt;pag ninakaw yang phone mo makikita yan...&lt;/i&gt;duh?! And you'll be an instant "porn star"... So be careful with your actions. Always think of the consequences...&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter note, am I going to buy a new phone or an iPod? Oh, did you know that I still have my 3310 and 5110? And &lt;i&gt;buhay na buhay pa?&lt;/i&gt; hehe! That's what I like about the "old school" phones. To be honest, though they are not as hi-tech as the new ones, they are much &lt;i&gt;matibay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how my phone evolved...hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/phones.jpg" height=300 width=300&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I got my 5110 when I graduated from elementary. After a year, &lt;i&gt;nung kakalabas lang ng 3310, pinalitan ko siya. I was 2nd year high school.&lt;/i&gt; And &lt;i&gt;nun na nagstart ang &lt;/i&gt;celphone craze. Then, when I was in 4th year when I had my ever first colored phone, which is the N7210. &lt;i&gt;Bagong labas din nung binili ko&lt;/i&gt; I think I was the first one in our class that owned a colored phone back then. Then 1st year 2nd sem, I replaced my phone with 3650...wala lang...haha! Then tadah 2nd year 2nd sem, Motorola V525 na...haay...iPod or celphone? No kaya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm excited to watch Pacquiao's fight on Sunday. Hope di siya madaya...la lang...I'm nervous lang for him. He can do it naman eh. But the thing is, baka madaya...Go Pacquiao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111115369080112643?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111115369080112643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111115369080112643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111115369080112643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111115369080112643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/03/blahblahblah.html' title='blah...blah...blah...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111106742362718881</id><published>2005-03-17T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T21:50:23.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Alive...</title><content type='html'>Oh dear finally...After 2 weeks of hardwork, stress, quizzes, practical exams, sleepless nights, pressure, deadlines, I can finally sit back and relax. Finally! Wow... I miss waking up late. I miss malling. I miss television. I miss everything about being lazy...haha! I have a lot of plans this coming vacation actually. My friend and I might have a training with the Salinggawi dancetroupe starting on April (thanks England for encouraging me by the way. England's a Salinggawi. Coolness!). And if ever, I'll be joining them &lt;i&gt;na&lt;/i&gt;! yehey! But I'm not sure yet. Knowing Salinggawi...I'm sure I'll be having a hard time balancing my schedule so I have to think about it several times first. And maybe I might take guitar lessons (which is my long-time dream)... and of course, since I promised myself that I'll try my very best to control my appetite and to exercise regularly, that's one of my plans also. And Frendi, Camille, Cla and I will be going to Singapore this Holy Week. *coughFrendicough* It'll be a very busy summer for me, eh? That's just what I like about summer vacation...That's the kind of "busy-ness" (I know there's no such word) that I want to experience....not the kind of "busy-ness" I always experience every school year which, whether I like it or not, brings stress and pressure (don't forget the buhaghag hair and zits) to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be posting my pics of my last (definitely...never again...but I'll miss it...&lt;i&gt;sige na nga&lt;/i&gt;, I'll play if given the chance.hehe!) soccer play...I admit..I could never be a sporty gal. Especially soccer?! My legs and &lt;i&gt;gastrocnemius&lt;/i&gt; are big enough...so I think it's better to leave it that way, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gastrocnemius is the muscle found on the legs...yung likurang part. The one that grows larger when a person frequently wears high heels. yeah...dun nga...nahuli mo...galing...*clap! clap!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111106742362718881?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111106742362718881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111106742362718881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111106742362718881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111106742362718881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/03/still-alive.html' title='Still Alive...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-111000599274125487</id><published>2005-03-05T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T18:54:44.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look!</title><content type='html'>Can't believe my last post was on Feb. 26... I've been so busy lately...A week after next week will be our finals so I have to concentrate first on my studies. Anyway, this week has not been good to me... I don't know. I just don't feel lucky this week so I decided to have my hair cut. So from this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/me_sleeveless.jpg" width="110" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair was transformed into this...:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/Joanne/newhair1.jpg" width="210" height="110"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/Joanne/newhair2.jpg" width="210" height="110"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/Joanne/newhair3.jpg" width="210" height="110"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what, I'm so excited na magbakasyon na...Why? Kasi I'm planning to start a business...It's been my long-time dream to have my own boutique or a business that includes clothes, accessories, bags, etc...and I'll start on summer vacation...syempre start muna ako sa pakonti konti and maliit. Hopefully matuloy and maging successful.:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, 3 of my friends asked for my advice about their love problems. It's kinda weird...why me? haha! May career na ako after Bio! haha! I really don't know if my advices helped them. I don't even know that my advices are sensible enough to follow.hehe! Anyway, if you have love problems, feel free to ask for my advice...just for fun...maybe I can help. hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-111000599274125487?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/111000599274125487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=111000599274125487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111000599274125487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/111000599274125487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-look.html' title='New Look!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110940876479392893</id><published>2005-02-26T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T20:27:18.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grimace's Identity Crisis Solved!</title><content type='html'>I was absent in Microbiology Lecture kanina. Nasa school na kami when I realized that I left my ID at home. Then I looked for my Reg. form but I remember that I left my wallet, eh andun yung reg form. So naglakad ako papunta sa Main Building hoping na baka papasukin ako. Pero bumalik ako...kasi alam ko useless. Hindi ako papapasukin malamang kasi wala akong dalang kahit ano na magpapatunay na ako'y isang certified Thomasian. Alangan namang ipakita ko ang notebook ko di ba? O kaya libro ko? Anong magagawa nun???? So I sent a text to my dad telling him to go back. I've decided na wag na lang pumasok...Pagdating sa sasakyan, umiiyak ako... Bakit? D ko rin alam... Kasi naman pinaghirapan ko nitong buong Academic year na wag umabsent kahit isa tapos biglang sa isang iglap...wala...wala na...Wala parin ako sa mood so nag-blog hopping ako. Ade's post about Grimace made my day. Natawa ako, aba'y akalain mo yun??? Oo nga naman. He has a point. Ano ba si Grimace? Isa ba siyang hayop? Laruan? Isda? Bituka? Buhok? But according to one of Ade's visitors, they asked the manager of a certain branch of McDo kung ano talaga si Grimace and ang sabi daw si Grimace ay isang "tastebud." Dun ako natawa kasi mukhang ewan yung manager...hahaha! Funny!*sarcastic* Ang dami pang theories kung ano si Grimace. Sabi ni Ade isa daw siyang vomit ng mga batang naglalaro sa Mcdo. Pwede... Sabi nung iba baka daw mashed potato...pwede kaso bakit purple siya? Sabi nung isa baka isa daw siyang yam o ube. May ube ba sa McDo? Kaya nag-comment ako, sabi ko baka mashed ube...so ayun, napasaya ko sarili ko kasi nakapagcomment at naging involved ako sa isang napakatindi at nakakakilabot na issue. An issue that would bring world peace and would change the world into a better place to live in. Sa sumunod na post ni Ade, tinanong daw ng friend niya sa another manager sa another branch ng Mcdo kung ano daw si Grimace and same answer tadah! "isa siyang tastebud!" *clap! clap! clap!* Finally nasolve na rin ang issue na matagal nang bumabagabag sa mga tao. Haay...(pinagtawanan ko pa yung unang manager, hindi pala siya nag-jo-joke).&lt;br /&gt;====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Very Inspiring Text Message From Rachelle:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wg&lt;br /&gt;syngin&lt;br /&gt;ang&lt;br /&gt;tym na&lt;br /&gt;ipgtpat&lt;br /&gt;sa tao na&lt;br /&gt;mhal&lt;br /&gt;mo sya&lt;br /&gt;lalo na&lt;br /&gt;kung alm&lt;br /&gt;mo mhal&lt;br /&gt;ka rn nya&lt;br /&gt;dhil bka&lt;br /&gt;dmting&lt;br /&gt;ang arw na&lt;br /&gt;sure ka na,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero siya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ibang gender na..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk...tsk...saklap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110940876479392893?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110940876479392893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110940876479392893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110940876479392893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110940876479392893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/02/grimaces-identity-crisis-solved.html' title='Grimace&apos;s Identity Crisis Solved!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110930699132355430</id><published>2005-02-25T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T12:49:51.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank...</title><content type='html'>I woke up today and realized that there's one person whom I miss so much. I haven't talked to her for months (or years?) because of the strange "gap" that is happening between us right now. I dunno... Lorraine and I talked about it days ago through the YM that I trully miss their company but I don't know if I also miss "that person." I know that I miss her (that's what my heart says)... but I'm just denying it because of what happened (that's what my head says). I have a lot of friends right now in college and I'm happy. But I must admit that I'm also longing for the happiness I felt back in high school. I miss Raine, Ava and the person whom I called "bestfriend." Months ago I was badly hurt because of what happened. And it really took time for me to heal the pain. I can go on with my life without "those" other people (who had hurt me back then), but life without "her?" It's not complete... I didn't even know that she broke up with her boyfriend months ago... I didn't even know that she's in a contest right now... I was supposed to be be there with her supporting her... and she was supposed to be with me when I'm down...Things have changed. And I still can't forget those people who broke our friendship. &lt;br /&gt;       I'm swallowing my pride...&lt;b&gt;ATE MENG I MISS YOU...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110930699132355430?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110930699132355430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110930699132355430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110930699132355430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110930699132355430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/02/blank.html' title='Blank...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110891277192900155</id><published>2005-02-20T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T16:50:07.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's nice to be back!</title><content type='html'>I've just arrived from Laoag, Ilocos Norte but I still have extra energy to at least say "hi!" to everyone. I like to give you all pasalubongs, but how? hehe! Anyway, our field trip was actually great. Having my friends (Cla, Camille and Frendi) made the trip fun! We sat on the third row of the bus and still had fun. Although I had a headache a lot of times because it was my first time to travel via bus for 12 hours, it never stopped me to enjoy every moment of our stay in Ilocos. Maybe you're wondering what did I do while on the bus for 12 hours. A lot actually. I slept. I read Shopaholic &amp; Sister by Sophie Kinsella. I ate my &lt;i&gt;baons&lt;/i&gt; that includes chocolates, Oishi Ridges my favorite, biscuits, etc. I listened to my favorite songs. I watched movies (of course there's a tv in the bus. The Nutty Professor2 gave me a good laugh). Ilocos was indeed a great place for research. It brought us closer to nature which made it a perfect place to get lots of specimens.&lt;br /&gt;Our departure time was 9 pm (friday) and we arrived in La Elliana Hotel at Laoag at around 7 am Saturday morning. We weren't able to take a bath (but I smell good huh...haha! defensive...kidding...) because we were instructed that by 8 we should be on Marcos State University for the lecture. Of course, we changed our clothes and went to the said university. We had our breakfast there (sunny side up egg, longganisa) and Mr. Pavia (the coolest professor ever) was our lecturer. Next, we went to i-forgot-the-name-place beach to look for specimens. It had been probably our lucky day because we were able to get a lot of specimens that include the &lt;i&gt;Halimeda&lt;/i&gt; (which luckily we got 2 varieties), &lt;i&gt;Dictyota&lt;/i&gt;, a lot of &lt;i&gt;Padina&lt;/i&gt;, definitely lots of &lt;i&gt;Sargassum&lt;/i&gt;, etc...etc...okay, let me clear, they're all scientific names, hehe! Do I sound nerdy? Sorry bout that... That was actually the most exciting part of the trip. Of course, we did not swim or something because we're there to work. Our group could have been the "pinakabasang grupo" of all. Because we were so dedicated to our work, &lt;i&gt;nagpunta kami dun sa kahit malalim na na parts kasi mas maraming makikitang specimens dun, at d nga kami nagkamali!&lt;/i&gt; It was so fun talaga, especially when you'll see the specimens you're looking for. &lt;i&gt;Galing namin dun...galing!&lt;/i&gt; Then we went to &lt;i&gt;Paraiso ni Anton.&lt;/i&gt; Don't bother to ask me who the hell is Anton, I don't know either. I've been asking my Ilocano friend and our professors same question but they also don't know. Whoever he is...I feel happy for him, Because that place is so heavenly. Beautiful falls. Cool water running down from top of the mountain. Everything is green. Wow...amazing...it made me love nature more. That's just one of the things that fascinates me about being a biologist. To sum it up, the trip was actually VERY tiring (especially the time where we are all exhausted but we were required to preseve the specimens) but fun, enjoyable and it brought out the nature-lover in me. I realized...I'm starting to like being a biologist...no...no...I'm starting to LOVE being a biologist...wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the pictures! Ready? Voila!(hey, if you can't see the pictures &lt;a href="http://charyze.multiply.com" target="_blank"&gt;click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/3_bus.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Frendi, Cla and Camille so excited for the trip. Where am I? I'm the one taking their picture...duh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/yero.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've just arrived (and changed our clothes) and we're waiting for our bus that would bring us to Marcos State University. (left-right) Camille, Cla, Frendi, me (at last!), Nica, Patty, Elena and Rachelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/university.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from farthest) Me, Frendi and Camille while on the bus. We're heading to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/green.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/mountains.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/plants.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/flowers.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/beach.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/road.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Ilocos...great place, isn't it? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/madilim.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me enjoying the feeling of fresh air on my face and of course the lovely sceneries. Obvious &lt;i&gt;naman, di ba?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/rock.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my groupmates collecting specimens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/sargassumpadina.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/hydro.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/halimeda.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and these are just some of specimens we've collected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/richhazelcams.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hyper talaga si Camille...hehe!&lt;/i&gt; That's Hazel and Rachelle with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/alicia.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, that's not Alicia Keys. Not a girl version of Stevie Wonder either. hehe! That's Camille. And oh, that's not a Mr. Pogi finalist. That's Michael.:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/us_waterfalls.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cla, Me, Frendi and Camille at &lt;i&gt;Paraiso ni Anton.&lt;/i&gt; I had a headache back then but I still managed to smile.&lt;i&gt; Syempre may camera eh...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/climbing.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People climbing all the way to the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/3_waterfalls.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haggard-looking people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/waterfalls.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has got to be my favorite pic. Isn't it lovely? It looks like a professional photographer took it or maybe &lt;i&gt;maganda lang talaga yung waterfalls?&lt;/i&gt; I love waterfalls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/cams_hair.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille and Cla...&lt;i&gt;kaya pa?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/mefrendi_bus.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frendi and me... &lt;i&gt;mukha akong ewan dito...lukot pa yung damit...kadiri...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/solo.jpg" width="200" height="310"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! Feeling! This one is in Pagudpud (I don't the right spelling if it's "u" or "o"...nice beach anyway...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/frendi_solo.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome to Pagudpud, Ilocos fellas!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/camille_solo.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't a deodorant ad...but it looks very cute...I feel like I'm a professional photographer...:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/mahangin.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun! &lt;i&gt;(ang itim ko na...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/waves.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big waves are coming...watch out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/frendi_me_closeup.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gabi na...Obvious ba...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/4_night.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner...yummy foods! yum! yum! &lt;i&gt;(Lumalabas na naman katakawan ko.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/4_pababa.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pic...&lt;i&gt;dami namin pics no? Camera shy kami eh...&lt;/i&gt; pfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/4_bus.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bus &lt;i&gt;pabalik na ng hotel...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/camille_mike.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woahh!!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/frendi_kiss.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;May pagnanasa sakin si Frendi!!! Shocks! Lagot ka kay Nico!:D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/cams_cla.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan na naman si Camille...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/frendi_me_bus_close.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frendi and Me excited to go back to Manila! (Yah! That's an iPod Frendi's using...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/us_pauwi.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures &lt;i&gt;pa rin!&lt;/i&gt; We look like dalmatians here...&lt;i&gt;yung shadows kasi!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/us_pauwi2.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually wanted to pose with the mountain behind us but we hadn't noticed a van suddenly parked behind us. Too bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/3_close.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarap ng hangin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/madami.jpg" width="310" height="210"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle, Frendi, Me, Nica, Cla, Patty and Camille...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110891277192900155?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110891277192900155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110891277192900155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110891277192900155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110891277192900155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-nice-to-be-back.html' title='It&apos;s nice to be back!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110864696801659996</id><published>2005-02-17T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T21:29:28.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will miss you...</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's gonna be our field trip to Laoag, Ilocos. Ahm...I really don't know what to say. I'm not excited but I'm excited...whatever... We'll leave Manila by 8:00 in the evening and we'll arrive (with God's grace, hopefully we'll arrive safe) by 6:00 in the morning I think. And after that we will start collecting specimens. Agh...I'm so &lt;i&gt;tamad&lt;/i&gt; talaga...I haven't packed my things yet, so &lt;i&gt;mamya na lang&lt;/i&gt; because tomorrow, I'll be busy &lt;i&gt;na&lt;/i&gt; 'coz we'll still have classes in the morning up to 3 in the afternoon (you know, UST...). But the point here is I-AM-NOT-EXCITED...&lt;i&gt;tinatamad talaga ako sobra!&lt;/i&gt; We will arrive here in Manila on Sunday evening then our professors on our Monday classes won't even allow us to take a rest? So, &lt;i&gt;ang saya&lt;/i&gt; right? Anyway, my uncle before leaving for Cebu gave me money. Yehey! So he gave me pasalubongs plus money plus Lyle gave me lots of delicious &lt;i&gt;pasalubongs&lt;/i&gt; from Iloilo yesterday...huh! &lt;i&gt;saya!&lt;/i&gt;Okay...okay...I know what you're thinking. I know that I made a promise that I'll control my &lt;i&gt;bugso ng aking&lt;/i&gt; appetite, but hey, &lt;i&gt;uubusin ko lang yung lahat ng pasalubongs&lt;/i&gt; then I'll start dieting.*grins* Oh by the way, I bought Shopaholic &amp; Sister book. I'll read this while on the bus while munching on some cookies that I bought for our fieldtrip.(haha! &lt;i&gt;takaw talaga!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so inlove with this song BROKEN BY YOU by Jordan Knight. Actually it's up there (look...up...up...there...) on my playlist. &lt;i&gt;La lang...&lt;/i&gt; This song is so...sad...*aaahhhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;First lonely night&lt;br /&gt;What will I do&lt;br /&gt;I feel my heart breaking in two&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a fool when will I learn&lt;br /&gt;I fell so deep&lt;br /&gt;Then I got burned , burned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you gave just one reason why&lt;br /&gt;My heart just might let go &lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day I will fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;But for now I'll just leave my heart in two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I never fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;If I never touch your skin again&lt;br /&gt;If I never feel again this way&lt;br /&gt;If I never see another day&lt;br /&gt;Remember me&lt;br /&gt;Remember this&lt;br /&gt;'Cause one thing that will never change&lt;br /&gt;Is the feeling in my heart&lt;br /&gt;So broken by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love still remains, after you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Girl please explain where did I go wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you gave just one reason why&lt;br /&gt;My heart just might let go &lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day I will fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;But for now I'll just leave my heart in two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I never fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;If I never touch your skin again&lt;br /&gt;If I never feel again this way&lt;br /&gt;If I never see another day&lt;br /&gt;Remember me&lt;br /&gt;Remember this&lt;br /&gt;'Cause one thing that will never change&lt;br /&gt;Is the feeling in my heart&lt;br /&gt;So broken by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humph, this medley reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la…&lt;br /&gt;I can't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you gave just one reason why&lt;br /&gt;My heart just might let go&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day I will fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day I will fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day I will fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, never fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;Never pass this way again&lt;br /&gt;Never, never, never&lt;br /&gt;Won't fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;Never fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;Never pass this way again&lt;br /&gt;Never, never, never&lt;br /&gt;Won't fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had my heart broken by you&lt;br /&gt;I'll just leave my heart in two&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110864696801659996?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110864696801659996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110864696801659996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110864696801659996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110864696801659996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-will-miss-you.html' title='I will miss you...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110860668269654148</id><published>2005-02-17T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T10:40:15.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay...okay...</title><content type='html'>Two days ago, my uncle came from the States. Of course I was a bit excited knowing that I would be having a lot of pasalubongs from him. Yes, he gave us a lot of pasalubongs but I was so annoyed when he told me, "Oh, nagpataba ka masyado ah!" I tried to ease myself and tried not to give him any hint that the word "Whatever!" is floating above my head. At that very moment, all I wanted to do was to rush to the gym and starve myself! I wanna cry...you can't blame me. Believe it or not, since I entered college I can't already count the number of people who told me that I'm getting fatter...and fatter...and fatter...It's just because the more I study, the more I want to eat and eat and eat...and everytime I study, I munch on chocolates to give my brain cells some energy to keep me awake. Okay, from now on, I'll control myself...control...control...control...And I'll go to the gym or maybe do some exercising at home a LOT more often. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I'm watching First Daughter now, I'm so amazed that the cellphone the guy's (James) using is like mine.hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST SONG SYNDROME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;WHAT IF by Babyface&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into a friend of yours the other day&lt;br /&gt;And I asked her how you've been&lt;br /&gt;She said my girl is fine; just bought a house, got a job, real good man&lt;br /&gt;I told her I was glad for you; that's wonderful&lt;br /&gt;But does she ever ask `bout me?&lt;br /&gt;She said she's happy with her life right now&lt;br /&gt;Let her go, let her be&lt;br /&gt;And I told myself I would, but something in my heart just would not let you go&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;What if we were wrong about each other?&lt;br /&gt;What if you were really made for me?&lt;br /&gt;What if we was 'sposed to be together?&lt;br /&gt;Would that not mean anything?&lt;br /&gt;What if that was 'sposed to be my house that you go home to every day?&lt;br /&gt;How can you be sure that things are better?&lt;br /&gt;If you can't be sure your heart is still here with me&lt;br /&gt;Still wanting me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friend asked me if there was someone special in my life that I was seeing&lt;br /&gt;I told her there was no one in particular&lt;br /&gt;There's just I, myself, and me&lt;br /&gt;I told her that I dream of you quite often&lt;br /&gt;She just cut her eyes at me&lt;br /&gt;She said you got a home, you're very happy&lt;br /&gt;So just stop your meddling&lt;br /&gt;I told her that I won't&lt;br /&gt;I said things were cool, but I guess I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I still can't move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that could be my car&lt;br /&gt;That could be my house&lt;br /&gt;That could be my baby boy that you're nursing&lt;br /&gt;That could be the trash that I always take out&lt;br /&gt;That could be the chair that I love to chill in&lt;br /&gt;That could be my food on the table at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and the kisses, all the love we make&lt;br /&gt;What the hell do you expect me to say?&lt;br /&gt;What if it's really 'sposed to be this way?&lt;br /&gt;What if you're really 'sposed to be with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110860668269654148?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110860668269654148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110860668269654148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110860668269654148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110860668269654148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/02/okayokay.html' title='okay...okay...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110853858185648040</id><published>2005-02-16T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T11:33:41.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey...</title><content type='html'>* I got this from Frendi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITALICIZE the items which apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My favorite colour is orange.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;i&gt;Science is my favorite subject.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I do not have my own computer.&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate reading.&lt;br /&gt;5. I live in New York.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;i&gt;I love taking pictures on my digital camera.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I get twenty dollars for my weekly allowance.&lt;br /&gt;8. I take or have gone to band camp.&lt;br /&gt;9. Count Olaf is my worst enemy.&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;i&gt;My digital camera is a Canon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I have braces.&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;i&gt;I consider myself an extrovert.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I consider myself an introvert.&lt;br /&gt;14. No comment.&lt;br /&gt;15. I absolutely adore Conor Oberst and Bright Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;16. My ruler is green.&lt;br /&gt;17. I am a junior in high school.&lt;br /&gt;18. Basketball is my favorite sport.&lt;br /&gt;19. I love turtles.&lt;br /&gt;20. The last food I ate was a homemade cookie.&lt;br /&gt;21. I love burning candles in my room.&lt;br /&gt;22. I wear black all the time.&lt;br /&gt;23. I am pro-choice.&lt;br /&gt;24. I am related to somebody who is famous.&lt;br /&gt;25. I have an Apple computer. &lt;br /&gt;26. I have taped my fingers together with tape.&lt;br /&gt;27. My hair is currently in a ponytail. &lt;br /&gt;28. My favorite number is 1.&lt;br /&gt;29. I know how to drive.&lt;br /&gt;20. I love Rocawear although I’m not allowed to wear it at school.&lt;br /&gt;21. I am wearing slippers.&lt;br /&gt;22. I own a Polaroid camera.&lt;br /&gt;23. I love country music.&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;i&gt;My school’s mascot is an animal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;i&gt;I am currently in a relationship.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. I have more than 5 pets. &lt;br /&gt;27. My eyes are green. &lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;i&gt;I play piano&lt;/i&gt; and take piano lessons currently.&lt;br /&gt;29. I can play guitar very well. ===&gt; wish ko lang!!!!&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;i&gt;I speak more than 2 languages fluently.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. I know how to play abacus.&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;i&gt;I love Harry Potter.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Pieces of April is one of my favorite movies.&lt;br /&gt;34. I love old mustangs.&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;i&gt;I have dial-up connection and it stinks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. I have a livestrong bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;37. &lt;i&gt;I remember my second grade crush.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. I am very bad at math.&lt;br /&gt;39. If you touch me, I’ll catch the cooties from you.&lt;br /&gt;40. I own dance dance revolution.&lt;br /&gt;41. I have a mountain bike.&lt;br /&gt;43. Plaid is my favorite type of pattern. &lt;br /&gt;44. &lt;i&gt;My toothbrush is purple.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. I love A. Rod.&lt;br /&gt;46. &lt;i&gt;I have my own cell phone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. I cry everyday for no reason.==&gt; everyday? for no reason at all? what the..?!&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;i&gt;I love going to the beach.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. I have been to Italy.&lt;br /&gt;50. &lt;i&gt;I believe in angels.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. I’m proud to live in America. I'm not un-proud.&lt;br /&gt;52. &lt;i&gt;I love reading magazines.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. I’m bulimic, or I used to be.&lt;br /&gt;54. &lt;i&gt;I love the game Twister.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. I am left-handed and proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;56. I have been to Sylvan learning center.&lt;br /&gt;57. I love spring.&lt;br /&gt;58. &lt;i&gt;I love Usher.&lt;/i&gt;==&gt; yes! yes! YESSSS!&lt;br /&gt;59. I decorate all my school things with highlighter. &lt;br /&gt;60. I prefer [brackets] rather than (parentheses).&lt;br /&gt;61. &lt;i&gt;now someone who plays on my school’s basketball team.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. I love Black Eyed Peas [the rap group].&lt;br /&gt;63. New England Clam Chowder is my favorite soup.&lt;br /&gt;64. I love Rocky Road ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;65. I have a pink pencil. ==&gt; red lang eh...&lt;br /&gt;66. &lt;i&gt;I have been in a play before.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. I wear Invisalign.&lt;br /&gt;68. I collect beanie babies &lt;br /&gt;69. I love snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;70. &lt;i&gt;I hate rock music.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. I am Mexican.&lt;br /&gt;72. My nails are currently painted.&lt;br /&gt;73. I have a roller backpack. &lt;br /&gt;74. My favorite television channel is the news.&lt;br /&gt;75. I hate George Bush with a passion.&lt;br /&gt;76. I have a giant box of crayons.&lt;br /&gt;77. I love singing out of tune.&lt;br /&gt;78. I have been to more than 15 states.&lt;br /&gt;79. I write letters frequently using airmail.&lt;br /&gt;80. I have never ridden on a plane.&lt;br /&gt;81. I like choo-choo trains.&lt;br /&gt;82. I am a pacific islander. &lt;br /&gt;83. I am an atheist.&lt;br /&gt;84. I love Tigger from Winnie the Pooh.&lt;br /&gt;85. I have been a witch for Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;86. My desk has old dishes piled on top of it.&lt;br /&gt;87. &lt;i&gt;I have something I am procrastinating on by doing this survey instead.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. A square is my favorite shape.&lt;br /&gt;89. &lt;i&gt;I love music.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. &lt;i&gt;I constantly feel depressed, but I don’t know why.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. &lt;i&gt;I am tired.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. &lt;i&gt;I have thought about committing suicide.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. &lt;i&gt;I am glad this survey is almost over.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. I workout on the treadmill everyday.&lt;br /&gt;95. &lt;i&gt;I watch television more than I go on the computer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. I have one xanga dedicated completely to surveys. &lt;br /&gt;97. Kangaroos are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;98. I own a pair of converse. And, I adore them. &lt;br /&gt;99. I prefer blue pen rather than black.&lt;br /&gt;100. I have a diary.&lt;br /&gt;101. &lt;i&gt;I love the color Pink.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102. &lt;i&gt;I am wearing socks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. &lt;i&gt;I can sing well, but am embarrassed to sing in public.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110853858185648040?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110853858185648040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110853858185648040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110853858185648040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110853858185648040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/02/survey.html' title='survey...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110818154103672066</id><published>2005-02-12T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T12:12:21.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Things You Oughtta Know About Me</title><content type='html'>Think you know me? Well, I don't think so. The fact that this blog doesn't really show 100% of who I am, I'll give you some facts about me in no particular order. Ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;strong&gt; I know almost all major groups of invertebrates as well as scientific names of well-known inverts&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Scylla serrata &lt;/em&gt;for crab, &lt;em&gt;Tubipora musica&lt;/em&gt; for red pipe coral, &lt;em&gt;Bombus sp.&lt;/em&gt; for bumble bee, etc...etc...) Of course, expect that from a Bio student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;I love any shades of pink.&lt;/strong&gt; It's obvious, duh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Andrey is my official alarm clock.&lt;/strong&gt; When studying and I happened to fall asleep, he always wakes me up by calling me on my celphone. But of course, bago pa ako makatulog I'll ask him to wake me up at 3:00 in the morning. Kaya kung puyat ako kakaaral, mas puyat siya kakabantay para wag akong makatulog. hehe! I owe my grades to him.:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;I am a certified shopholic...&lt;/strong&gt;tsk...tskk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;I am a huge fan of Usher!&lt;/strong&gt; Oh by the way, he's coming on March..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;I am an addict...&lt;/strong&gt; addicted to SIMS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;I have low red blood cells count.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;strong&gt; My head is very sensitive...&lt;/strong&gt; as I suffer from headache nth times a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Every month, I suffer from severe dysmennorhea.&lt;/strong&gt; Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;strong&gt;  I am such a gadget addict!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;Majority of my clothes and accessories are on the shades of pink&lt;/strong&gt;. I have a lot of white clothes, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;strong&gt;  I am a Johnson's &amp; Johnson's baby.&lt;/strong&gt; My shampoo is Johnson's Baby Shampoo with Conditioning formula, my powder is either Johnson's Pure Essentials or Johnson's Baby Milk Powder, my soap is Johnson's Baby Milk Bath and my lotion is Johnson's Baby Milk Lotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;When you open my notebook, you'll see 2 collors of ink:&lt;/strong&gt; red for important details, black for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;When you open my book, you'll see 2 colors of highlighters&lt;/strong&gt; to differentiate important details to not-so-important-but-should-be-remembered ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;A lot of people often mistakenly think that I wear eyeliners&lt;/strong&gt; but actually I don't even know how to apply it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;I'm very outspoken&lt;/strong&gt; because I learned that being submissive won't do you any good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;I'm scared to cockroaches, lizards&lt;/strong&gt; and other scary-looking creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Connected to # 15, &lt;strong&gt;I really don't know how to apply make-up. &lt;/strong&gt;I learned applying liquid blush-on when I entered college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;strong&gt;My dad and I are bestfriends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;strong&gt;I love native dishes the way I love Chinese dishes&lt;/strong&gt; (especially Yang Chow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Since Kindergarten,&lt;strong&gt; I've always been in the star/first section...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;strong&gt; My surname should have been &lt;em&gt;Chan, &lt;/em&gt;not &lt;em&gt;Quinawod.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's a long story. Never mind. (Frendi, dapat seatmates tayo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;strong&gt;I am a believer of St. Jude Thaddeus.&lt;/strong&gt; I used to go to St. Jude Church, right beside Malacañang when I was in highschool, but now I have no time...too bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;My typical day would be (without classes) waking up late in the morning around 10:30, watch tv or DVD, listen to music (Wave 89.1), blog, eat anything, take a bath for almost one hour and sleep and eat again...&lt;/strong&gt;(kumbaga sa html "loop")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;I had my piano lessons when I was 9 years old&lt;/strong&gt; but decided to stop when I learned that I would be having my recital....got scared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.  &lt;strong&gt;..and now I desperately want to learn how to play the guitar...&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not patient enough to learn it by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;strong&gt;Being a princess is my long-time dream.&lt;/strong&gt; Kaya lang there's only 0.000000001% chance that I'll be marrying Prince William. (loser! haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;strong&gt;I love to cook and bake &lt;/strong&gt;but I'm having a hard time recalling recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;strong&gt;I look like and act like my mom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;strong&gt;I have a student license in driving...&lt;/strong&gt;non-prof soon to come. yipee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.&lt;br /&gt;# 31. I'm in the library right now...hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110818154103672066?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110818154103672066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110818154103672066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110818154103672066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110818154103672066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/02/30-things-you-oughtta-know-about-me.html' title='30 Things You Oughtta Know About Me'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110818236413704990</id><published>2005-02-09T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T12:28:21.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="alternate" width="100%" bgcolor="#ffff66"&gt;KUNG HEI HUA CHAI! (may you be prosperous!)&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year! 2005's year of the Green Chicken/ Rooster! Hope it'll be a lucky year for all of us... tikoy everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110818236413704990?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110818236413704990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110818236413704990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110818236413704990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110818236413704990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/02/kung-hei-hua-chai-may-you-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110774734722320038</id><published>2005-02-07T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T11:35:47.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring...</title><content type='html'>Today is the first day of Science week and all I can say is...boriiinnggg... The opening ceremony was held at the Med auditorium this morning and all I can say is....borrriiinnnggg.... &lt;em&gt;Nakaka-antok kaya sobra!&lt;/em&gt; And right now, Frendi, Camille and I are here in the library &lt;em&gt;kasi antok kami...hehe!&lt;/em&gt; Luckily, there's one computer that is vacant so I was able to update my blog right now. Frendi and Camille are over there...dunno what they're doing....&lt;em&gt;basta nakakaantok talaga tong araw na to...&lt;/em&gt;At 1:30 we will proceed to TARC for the BPI Science Award...hope it'll not bore us...anyway, bye for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110774734722320038?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110774734722320038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110774734722320038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110774734722320038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110774734722320038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/02/boring.html' title='boring...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110769900392961121</id><published>2005-02-06T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T11:09:47.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malas naman...</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah! I've been so annoyed lately but my playlist made my day...it's working &lt;i&gt;na&lt;/i&gt;! Yehey! I would like to thank Franz for helping me with this one...&lt;i&gt;saya talaga! Sana mga katulad ni Franz na mabait ang majority ng population sa earth. Sana wala nang mga taong bad trip para masaya palagi noh? Sana lang...&lt;/i&gt; anyway, I'll leave it to God na lang. I like to take my &lt;i&gt;galit&lt;/i&gt; away na coz I know it won't do any good (At least ako nagiisip...) and they're not worth my time and anger anyway...basta ako, I believe in Karma...and since I've been good, good karma natanggap ko. hehe! Naayos na yung music playlist ko! Ayun...pinalaki naman ako ng tama at maayos ng loving parents ko (I realized that they're the best talaga!) so I don't have any problems...kaya masaya! hehe! Franz thank you! Mwah! And oh, have you read my quote for the day? It's very nice actually...ayan ha, dapat matuto tayo sa simpleng quote na yun. Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110769900392961121?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110769900392961121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110769900392961121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110769900392961121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110769900392961121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/02/malas-naman.html' title='Malas naman...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110759853839534519</id><published>2005-02-05T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T18:15:38.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahmm...</title><content type='html'>my music playlist isn't working...aghh...I'll fix it one of this days. Anyway, next week will be Science Week. I'm not excited though...I'm more excited to Chinese New Year on Feb 9. Kung Hei Fat Tsai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110759853839534519?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110759853839534519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110759853839534519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110759853839534519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110759853839534519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/02/ahmm.html' title='ahmm...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110751761213845179</id><published>2005-02-04T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T19:46:52.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad trip big time!</title><content type='html'>For the first time in my life I hate going to school. I don't have to elaborate it but I really do. And for the first time in my life, I learned a lot of things. One of them is dealing with DIFFERENT KINDS of people. I never learned this when I was younger (of course I was too young to deal with serious things) and now that I'm old enough, life is starting to show me the reality. There are different kinds of people...I finally learned to accept it. And whatever happens, I have no power to change it...yet I have to face it. It's just so fortunate that I'm very good in dealing with it. People just don't know how to accept it... or better yet they haven't learn to deal with people like me. A person with dignity and who fights strongly for what I believe in. I know that I'm doing a good job dealing with different kinds of people and dealing with those people who don't even understand me. This would be my guiding light as I go on with my journey in life. I know that I can handle them... because I'm strong enough, patient enough (oh dear &lt;i&gt;hanggang kelan ako magpapasensya&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and understanding enough to deal with those kinds of people. But how about those that are victimes of those people who are know-it-alls and judgementals? I feel for them...I really feel for them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110751761213845179?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110751761213845179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110751761213845179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110751761213845179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110751761213845179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/02/bad-trip-big-time.html' title='Bad trip big time!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110717917872654744</id><published>2005-01-31T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T11:47:54.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Nica!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff3399;"&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="alternate" width="100%" bgcolor="#ff99cc"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICA!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/nica.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's one my favorite friends in school. She's the sweetest and huggable in our block (hehe! cuddly kasi). She's not pikon din pag inaasar namin siya kay Danielle. Basta love na love namin si Nica. Love you! Happy Birthday! Dalaga ka na...wish namin sayo love life! Goodluck sa studies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110717917872654744?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110717917872654744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110717917872654744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110717917872654744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110717917872654744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-nica.html' title='Happy Birthday Nica!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110691815714838026</id><published>2005-01-28T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T21:15:57.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah baby!</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy...haha! Last Wednesday I was so upset but since yesterday, I've been so happy! Our teacher in Botany Lab showed us our prelim grades and I am so happy with my grade. I wasn't really expecting of such a grade but wow, hehe! Now I'm a lot more inspired...I'll exert more effort this finals...mark my word...I WILL!&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Andrey! He bought me a CD...I've been longing to have a CD of Jojo's. I love Jojo...(it's because my nickname is Jo, just kiddin!) And we had our lunch sa Ta Yann! Yum! super sarap ng food talaga! That's our favorite pig out place.hehe! I love Yang Chow!!!! Yum! Yum! Then we had our meryenda at Ice Monster. Treat niya ko since it's our anniv and I'm doing well at school daw and siya naman they've just finished their thesis documents. Thank you! Sa uulitin! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110691815714838026?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110691815714838026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110691815714838026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110691815714838026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110691815714838026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/01/yeah-baby.html' title='Yeah baby!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110665373730077290</id><published>2005-01-25T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T19:48:57.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid...who's stupid?</title><content type='html'>It's official...I'M THE MOST STUPID LIVING ORGANISM ON EARTH....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110665373730077290?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110665373730077290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110665373730077290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110665373730077290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110665373730077290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/01/stupidwhos-stupid.html' title='Stupid...who&apos;s stupid?'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110645742305144902</id><published>2005-01-23T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T13:17:03.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!!</title><content type='html'>After how many days of figuring out why'd my comments links weren't working, I finally have them! Thanks Ava for reminding me of haloscan...thanks haloscan! mwah! So you guys can give comments na...yipee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta go now. I have to study...*rolls eyes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110645742305144902?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110645742305144902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110645742305144902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110645742305144902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110645742305144902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/01/finally.html' title='Finally!!!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110638459323982638</id><published>2005-01-22T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T17:03:13.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendly Announcement</title><content type='html'>To all aspiring Thomasians out there, the USTET results are out. They'll be posting the names of those who made it on the board along the catwalk or just visit this link: http://webservice.mnl.ust.edu.ph/ustet_2004/login.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who made it congratulations and welcome to the Thomasian family! To the rest goodluck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110638459323982638?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110638459323982638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110638459323982638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110638459323982638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110638459323982638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/01/friendly-announcement.html' title='Friendly Announcement'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110637567422590878</id><published>2005-01-22T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T14:34:34.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid me...Agh!</title><content type='html'>I have nothing to say...I feel so stupid and frustrated big time! argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110637567422590878?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110637567422590878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110637567422590878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110637567422590878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110637567422590878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/01/stupid-meagh.html' title='Stupid me...Agh!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110628680997652033</id><published>2005-01-21T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:53:29.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gameshow</title><content type='html'>While having our lunch, we we're watching Kris Aquino's game show, the new Game Ka Na Ba. I have always been a fan of this show and ofcourse like everyone does, I'm trying to answer the questions. Hearing this, my parents told me to try joining the show..."What?!" and yeah they're serious...Why not? The first time I watched this show, I know the answer to their one million peso-question. It's about if ever you'll make a tunnel here in the Philippines, sang country ka lalabas? The answer is Belgium. I've heared that in Ernie Baron's show in radio a week before. Too bad I wasn't the contestant...I told them I don't have the guts and it'll be too embarrassing if ever I fail...But at the back of my mind, if God would give me a sign then I'll join...anyway, I love being challenged. Then Kris gave the one million peso-question. The question? What's the design/motif of the first ever bikini? Aha! I know the answer! I've read that in a book! It's a newspaper design! The contestant answered "flowers". And me, I was shouting, "no! It's newspaper!" But ofcourse he can't hear me...hehe! Yes...that's the correct answer...again, too bad I'm not the contestant...if ever, I should have won a million...well, maybe that's God's sign. Watcha think??? One of these days you'll see me on that show...ppfff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110628680997652033?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110628680997652033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110628680997652033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110628680997652033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110628680997652033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/01/gameshow.html' title='The Gameshow'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110627694128269825</id><published>2005-01-21T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T11:09:01.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons...</title><content type='html'>     Good morning! It'll be a long day for me. I have to accomplish a lot of things...well, back to normal again. I have to study...again. We have no classes today because we were given a break after that very toxic week of exams. What are my plans for the day? No...what IS my plan for the day? I'll review for our quiz tomorrow on Microbiology lecture which consists of 6 chapters with more than 200 pages...hah...what a nice thing to do to start a day...&lt;br /&gt;     Anyway, I've just finished reading THE FIVE PEOPLE YOU MEET IN HEAVEN last night. I haven't told you yet that Philippines was mentioned for 3 times or more in that book and the 5th place his (Eddie) soul visited was the Philippines and the 5th person he met is a 5-year old Filipina. It's a nice book actually... I cried in the part where Eddie learned that for the very last time before his father died, his father had been calling their names (his, his mother's and his brother's), to that think he was angry with his dad since young because he felt that his dad never loved him. He didn't know about that...and he felt sad for being stupid of not forgiving his dad till the day he (his father) died. One more thing, I'm not really a believer in "destiny". I have this way of thinking that we make our own destiny. But yeah, maybe it's true, but when I read the book, I realized that maybe each of us are connected to each other. Even though we have different life stories, all stories are one. It's like a very thick book and with different characters...but the stories are connected. Agh...these are just some of the mysteries of life...and that makes life even more worth living. Mitch Albom always makes me cry whenever I read his book...tskk... &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110627694128269825?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110627694128269825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110627694128269825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110627694128269825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110627694128269825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/01/lessons.html' title='Lessons...'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110621249982915399</id><published>2005-01-20T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T18:15:18.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bookworm in Me</title><content type='html'>        Wow! The examinations are finally over and while some of my friends' own way of relaxing is going to the mall and watch movies, me, I'm right now at the comfort of my home. *Sigh* At last, no more memorizing huge number of scientific names, no more memorizing of formulas... well, I'm ready to face the next half of the semester. Enough of those school-related topics and let me update you with what's going on with my life right now. &lt;br /&gt;         Like what I've said, while everybody's at the mall, me, I'm relaxing in a very relaxing way...hihi! I've just started reading (yeah, right after the exams while riding in the car), the book "The Five People You Meet in Heaven" by Mitch Albom. Yup! The same person who authored Tuesdays with Morrie (which I also love, thanks Ava for influencing me). I'm planning to finish this today and I'll buy a new book (maybe a book of Dan Brown or the Shophalic series). Then tomorrow will be a "movie marathon" day. Actually, while reading the book I'm watching The Princess Diaries 2 Royal Engagement (oh...how I love to be a princess...*sigh*). It's my talent anyway... reading/studying while watching television... hah! After that, I'm planning to watch "again" Fahrenheit 9/11 by Michael Moore. It's a documentary film about George W. Bush, the US, the war, terrorism and controversies behind the terrorism attack last September 11 in New York. If only our DVD player could talk, it could have been complaining right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I am still on page 100 of the book The Five People...and yet it touches me. Such a good read...you'll realize a lot from here...really...because I did. I just did. A lot of people feel that they are useless and not loved (just like me...) but you never know. And oftentimes, a lot of people I know, afraid to die. Me? NO. I've been very open about it (ask my friends and those people who are close to me) that I'm not afraid to die. Why should I? Maybe, those people who are afraid to die aren't ready. Those are the people who haven't touched any lives. Those are the people who aren't contented with what they have and maybe those are the people who forgot the true meaning of life. People, I would gladly recommend you this book. It may change your views in life. It may change your treatment to other people. And if ever you won't like it, it's okay...we have different eyes. What's beautiful for me may not be beautiful for you...but still, read on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        My love for books started when I was young, not yet in school FYI (not even kindergarten). Whenever my parents would go shopping they would always buy me books. My first book was Goldilocks and the Three Bears. I don't know if it's still here. I kept it but my mom lent it to my lil cousins I think...And then in high school, because of the Harry Potter thingy I started saving money for books. I can still remember that I spent a thousand with just a snap of the finger. What did I buy? Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix...that was the most expensive book I bought (of course my own money and excluding my textbooks which are more expensive). What benefits I gain from reading? Ask my fellow bookworms...a lot of benefits dude. It'll widen your imagination, making you smarter. It'll open your eyes to social issues making you sensitive to the feelings and needs of your fellow human beings (of course don't just read pocketbooks from bangketas worth P10...read those sensible books). It'll also help you to express yourself freely. And best of all, you'll learn valuable lessons and it'll help you cope with life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110621249982915399?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110621249982915399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110621249982915399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110621249982915399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110621249982915399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/01/bookworm-in-me.html' title='A Bookworm in Me'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110553635758951360</id><published>2005-01-12T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T21:25:57.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm busy. Period.</title><content type='html'>This week have been a busy week for me..We had our quiz in Chem lab yesterday. We had our quiz in Botany Lecture and Microbio lab today and for me, it's terrible. I just I hate it when I woke up 1 am this morning just to study those two majors then all of a sudden, while taking the test, the things I memorized dissapeared. OKay...okay..let me give justice to myself. I did OKAY...so-so...well, anyway, I can't do anything about it now. At least they're finished and there are other things to worry. Tomorrow we'll pass our lab manuals in botany so I have to go and finish my specimen drawings. Unfortunately, I'm not good in drawing live specimens so I better start now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110553635758951360?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110553635758951360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110553635758951360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110553635758951360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110553635758951360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-busy-period.html' title='I&apos;m busy. Period.'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110526237906148165</id><published>2005-01-09T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T17:19:39.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party!!!</title><content type='html'>Last night, Jeng celebrated her birthday at Congo Grille. We all had fun though some of our friends wasn't able to go. Anyways, here are some of the pics. Enjoy!&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marj, Patty, Me at the back.&lt;br /&gt;Rachelle, Nica, Mimi and Elene seated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/linaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same people minus Mimi, hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/labo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the birthday girl, Janelle, in the middle. (Sorry, the pic is quite blurred)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/dilim.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/friends/close.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110526237906148165?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110526237906148165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110526237906148165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110526237906148165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110526237906148165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/01/party.html' title='Party!!!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110526676429198890</id><published>2005-01-09T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T18:32:44.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My World?</title><content type='html'>I got this quiz from Quizilla. I answered their questions (obviously...) then here it is, my personality...this is based on my answers though...Is this true? Yeah..this is very me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/gella/quizzes/Your%20World%20(Part%20Three)%3A%20How%20do%20you%20see%20your%20world%20%5Bgirls%5D/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/gella/1101184370_open.jpg" border="0" alt="open"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Your World (Part Three): How do you see your world [girls]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/gella/quizzes/Your%20World%20(Part%20Two)%3A%20Your%20social%20world%20%5Bgirls%5D/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/gella/1101184429_group.jpg" border="0" alt="group"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Your World (Part Two): Your social world [girls]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/gella/quizzes/Your%20World%20(Part%20One)%3A%20What%20is%20your%20world%20made%20of%3F%20%5Bgirls%5D/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/gella/1101184779_quick.jpg" border="0" alt="quick"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Your World (Part One): What is your world made of? [girls]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110526676429198890?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110526676429198890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110526676429198890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110526676429198890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110526676429198890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-world.html' title='My World?'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110484909281810432</id><published>2005-01-09T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T14:49:07.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year! New blog!</title><content type='html'>I've just finished or somehow finished my template and other stuff. I really don't know what to say right now. I'm still in the stage of don't-know-how-to-start. This is not yet complete.I'm still working on the galleries... this will be my official site na...but I'll be using my Xanga too but not that often. I'm quite bored with Xanga.I don't know, unlike here you can really do whatever you want with your site. Anyway, if you have time, visit my Xanga site, www.xanga.com/charye_28.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110484909281810432?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110484909281810432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110484909281810432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110484909281810432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110484909281810432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year-new-blog.html' title='New Year! 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So here it is...with my own comments...hihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       ONLI IN DA PILIPINS PART I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippine Culture as observed by the blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you complain about bad service, inefficiency and/or rudeness, you're called a bitch.- yeah...very true...kaw pa mali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you compare America for example, to the Philippines and how it's more often than not better there, you're called a person with colonial mentality.- it has always been like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you claim that you know Sarah Geronimo, you're called jologs. When you say you don't know John Travolta, you're called stupid. - I know Sarah Geronimo, does it mean I'm jologs?! hahaha! Filipinos are really confusing. When you don't support the Philippines, it means you're not proud to be a Filipino...but there, when you're supporting a Filipino artists or even products, you're jologs...agh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone joins a contest, the person with the most tragic story will most likely win.- Yeah, Filipinos tend to be emotional...but our country won't progress if lahat ng pinpaairal natin is awa even if there's another person who is more deserving to win than that person with award-winning story. This also goes to politics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you ask the waiter what's the specialty of the restaurant, he will most likely answer, "lahat po.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - malamang baka d mabili yung iba...hihihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find home service massage cheaper than spa prices. [which is very good]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - very true...I wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People actually pronounce words that start with S with IS. [eg: ISMAYL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - haha! the fact that Philippines is one of the top 5 english speaking countries... Filipinos have also this tendency to pronounce "v" as "b" and "p" to "f" (vice versa)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will encounter atleast one of the four situations when watching in a movie house: a baby crying, a loud text message as if the cellphone craze is new, a person answering a call saying "Nasa sinehan ako"., or someone telling the person he/she's with what's going to happen next-in a voice loud enough for the whole room to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - haha! there's no escape with that...you'll encounter those anywhere even in first class movie houses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crab Mentality is very rampant.- tsk...tsk...sad to say, but it's very true... that's why this country is a rut...if only Filipinos will stop being selfish then everythings gonna be okay... This gonna be harsh but Filipinos are always not contented with what they have. They always blame the government for their status in life. If only I can tell them that "Ei, your life is not in the hands of the government. If you want to change your status in life you should work for it. How would you acomplish that if instead of getting to work all you do is shouting in the streets with those red flags?!" I mean...agh... Filipinos are not stupid...we're making ourselves stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The country is called poor yet there are malls, bars and restaurants everywhere, and almost everyone owns a cellular phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - very well said... One time, when my dad and I we're in the car, and we're talking about these things...Only in the Philippines you'll find a basurero with a celphone (and take note I was shocked back then when I saw that his celphone model is more advanced than mine)...Only in the Philippines people will make utang just to buy a celphone (or worst pang-load). My dad even said (this gonna be harsh too) that kung sino pa ang hindi well-off, yun pa yung nagttrying hard to be one... yung nagsshow-off...well, it's true...but not all the time. I admire my lolo, even though he had a position in the government, he doesn't even look like one. His bodyguards even looked more like a politician than him...hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a pretty woman passes by, there will always be an insecure person who'll try to analyze the life of that woman-and how miserable she must be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- uh-oh...hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are a public personality [note: celebrities, athletes, etc] and you decide to run for politics, you will most likely get the position you're running for.- but of course...they're popular...haay Filipinos...pano pag si Mahal tumakbo?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're Filipino, you're believed to be hospitable. For crying out loud, being friends with your neighbors here isn't even practiced much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - hihi! Tinamaan ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When buses and trucks are in bad condition [which cause so much pollution], they can still be driven-without being reported. Same goes to the taxi drivers who ask for a higher fare when the routes they'll be taking have heavy traffic-which means almost everywhere in Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - agh! One time, sumakay kami ni Andrey sa taxi, d kami sinuklian?! tsk...We should have got his plate number but anyway...mas kelangan naman nila yun and Christmas naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being passive is highly respected. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - yeah! tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate is pronounced as tso-ko-leyt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - hihi! tama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot go out without spending--for parking, for tip, for anything. Sad, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - oo nga noh?! even sa ust, students should pay for the two-story parking...and it costs P20 per hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the highest chance of being discovered [as a model/celeb] by going to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - yup! kaya kung gusto mong maging model mag-mall ka na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singers of novelty songs actually receive platinum awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - sikat...hehe! even bastos na yung iba benta pa rin sa mga kids... I'm wondering, do these artrists especially those Hot Babes, Sexbombs and a lot more have this sticker in front of their album "Parental Guidance: Explicit content?" Like the albums of hip hop people in states...Coz you know, parents should be aware of the lyrics of the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MMDA's children-like paintings of circles, triangles and all the basic shapes are called artworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I remember nung kami ni Ava pag sabay kami umuuwi dati...haha! MMDA Art... "Art na yan sa lagay na yan?!" sabay tawa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People actually go to wakes to 1) drink and get drunk 2) get free food 3) play cards in hopes of coming home with more money. How sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - can I add? to make usyoso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrities do everything-from singing to dancing to acting to hosting. Even if they're good at none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - another one, even if they look like they're characters in perya..go parin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightlife is very much european-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - di ba European nightlife is more laid-back? Oh well, anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll bump into 13-year-old kids in bars--drinking, worse, taking drugs. Yes, that young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - sad to say...even having sex...tsk...a 13-year old kid having a baby in her womb? terrible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there are tragedies such as typhoons and earthquakes, you'll even find the victims smiling and waving at the cameras [as seen on television]. You'll even see these people swimming as if their place is one big, pool. [well yeah, it is.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - haha! funny...yeah...very true... Like they don't have any worries at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brains without connection is useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tsk...terrible...only in the Philippines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies always have love stories. If ever a true story is produced, trust me, it's about a  massacre/rape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - plus a scene where all the characters in the story are either on the beach or having a picnic and they're dancing while singing to death...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say "open/close the lights." instead of "turn on/turn off the lights."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- so glad, wala na akong naeencounter na ganyan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're the only country that has signs "Bawal umihi dito.", yet people still do. Worse, we're the only country with the sign, "Bawal tumae dito." in public places. God, Filipinos actually take a shit even in open spaces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- very true! "Hoy! Aso ka ba? Bawal umihi dito! Multa P500" something like that...nakakahiya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'd like to greet Andrey a very happy happy birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hApPy BiRtHdAy!!!! Love you! mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry merry merry Christmas to all! Hope you're all happy today...let's all remember that happiness doesn't mean a lot of gifts or a lot of Pamaskos...that's why for me, everyday can be Christmas day and Christmas won't be complete without telling your loved ones how special they are and without sharing your blessings to the less fortunates with all your heart. I've made two kids from Baseco Compound happy and that happiness I felt when they hugged me can't be replaced. I'd like you to experience the same happiness...You are all lucky...we are all lucky...We can also be a Santa to each and every one.That's the true meaning of Christmas...not the gifts under your Christmas Tree, not the money that your ninongs and ninangs will give you, not the malls and bars. I'd like to share to you a Christmas song that whenever I hear it, it always makes me teary-eyed. Here is my Grown-Up Christmas List...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;I sat upon your knee&lt;br /&gt;I wrote to you with childhood fantasies&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm all grown up now&lt;br /&gt;Can you still help somehow?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a child but my heart still can dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my lifelong wish&lt;br /&gt;My grown up Christmas List&lt;br /&gt;Not for myself&lt;br /&gt;But for a world in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more lives torn apart&lt;br /&gt;That wars will never start&lt;br /&gt;And time will heal our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Every man will have a friend&lt;br /&gt;That right will always win&lt;br /&gt;And love will never end&lt;br /&gt;This is my grown up Christmas List&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May kindness rules our lives&lt;br /&gt;Not just the strong survive&lt;br /&gt;Sweet tears for all the thousand years on mind&lt;br /&gt;This is the world I pray&lt;br /&gt;We will all share some way&lt;br /&gt;Help me begin by reaching out my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more lives torn apart&lt;br /&gt;That wars will never start&lt;br /&gt;And time will heal our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Every man will have a friend&lt;br /&gt;That right will always win&lt;br /&gt;And love will never end&lt;br /&gt;This is my grown up Christmas List&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this illusion call the innocence of you?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when the time believe we can find the truth&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more lives torn apart&lt;br /&gt;That wars will never start&lt;br /&gt;And time will heal our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Every man will have a friend&lt;br /&gt;That right will always win&lt;br /&gt;And love will never end&lt;br /&gt;This is my grown up Christmas List&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the prayer that I will keep&lt;br /&gt;This is my grown up Christmas list&lt;br /&gt;Christmas list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL MY FRIENDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Elementary: Juvy, Marjorie, Ralph, Rolando, Sheena, Benielyn, Gerlie, Roden, Lyle, etc...etc...basta lahat ng Batch 99! Miss you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in High School: naku sobrang dami ninyo...basta&lt;br /&gt;2003, San Sebastian College-Recoletos. Yung lahat ng members ng UPACS... yung mga I- Charity, II- Our Lady of Mount Carmel, III- St. Peter and syempre Iv- St. Augustine...lahat kayo, no exceptions...lahat kayo Merry Merry Christmas...I miss your company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in College: mga B4 Bio batch 2004, 2D Bio batch 2005 Merry Christmas sa inyo...wish ko this Christmas na magbago isip ni Fortune and reshuffling won't push through...I'll surely miss your company... I really don't want to think about that reshuffling thing...I'd rather be a loner pag natuloy yun...wwaaahhh!!! I'll miss 2D-Bio!!!! I'll never find a block section like ours...and I'll never forget the time that everybody is worried with Math and it's final exams and we were given take home quiz and our math wizard Kevin walang pagdadalawang isip told our secretary (jeng) "Jeng, photocopy mo to for the whole class" ano yung pinaphotocopy? Answers sa take home quiz...san ka makakakita ng ganyang mga classmate? Walang sapawan...walang selfish...lahat concern...lahat masaya...I won't forget mga laugh trip sa classroom...mga banat ng mga classmates nating mahilig bumanat...laugh trip natin pag class ni Ma'am Biavati...yung pagtakas natin ng transaparencies ni Sir Pavia para ipaphotocopy (haha!)...yung nagjjoke time tayo kahit corny mga jokes (Hondarandandan!), yung pageexchange ng mga jokes through SMS... yung walang humpay na pagppicture kahit may prof...lahat lahat! haay...love you people...hope Santa will hear my sentiments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110536030854018188?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110536030854018188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110536030854018188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110536030854018188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110536030854018188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2004/12/onli-in-philippines.html' title='Onli in the Philippines'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943049.post-110536046932399518</id><published>2004-12-21T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T17:24:49.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Christmas is coming! hohoho! four days to go before Christmas and three days to go before Andrey's 20th birthday! I'm stressing the "20th" because he keeps on saying that he's young pa....eeew! haha! joke lang po!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Andrey, he bought me a new phone yesterday...It's the Motorola V525...ganda...ako wala akong gift sa kanya...hehe! thank you! I love you po!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/v525.bmp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/motorolav525.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the digi cam my dad bought me just a month ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/canon.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a gadget addict... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/iPod.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm looking forward to own this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/ps2.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, we went to the mall and we went shopping the whole day! Sakit sa paa...the fact na I feel gusgusin pa because from Gawad Kalinga and Baseco (we held a Christmas party for the kids there) we went straight to the mall...haha! sarap! bili dito....bili doon...I wasn't able to buy gifts for my friends though because I'm broke...hehe! There were a lot of people in the mall...I'm wondering...they said Filipinos are poor...but there are alot of malls in the Philippines. A lot of clubs and bars, a lot of cars (which is the main cause of traffic by the way...) and if ever you don't own a celphone, you're a loser... kinda confusing right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Andrey and I went to the mall to buy phones for ourselves... I bought a Motorola V525 and he got a Samsung D410... then we were supposed to have our lunch at Ta Yann but unfortunately it's full so we look for other restos but we end up having our lunch at Popeye's. hehe! Coz I was so hungry that time na and it's already 1 in the afternoon. He accompanied me looking for gifts for mom and dad. I bought mom a very nice blanket and for dad, he'll gonna have a pen holder for his office which has a cute Rizal monument in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bloghopping last Saturday I think, as far as I can remember...and I visited Paula Peralejo's, Luis Manzano's, Ala Paredes', Bianca Gonzales', Maxene Magalona's and Sarah Christophers' blogs. I love Bianca's, Ala's and Paula's blogs the most. They're not just plain journals of their everyday lives but they know how to express their views on some issues...It's great actually...I enjoyed reading Ala's article about commercials and why she hate it when commercials tend to show to the people that black is ugly and curly-haired people sucks...Paula's article Onli in Da Philippines amused me.It's so funny but it sticks to the reality. Two thumbs up for these talented people...they've got beauty and brains. Also, I'd like to recommend Tiepee's site. She's not a celebrity though but she was featured in Candymag because of her humorous site. Her site is too cool to be true.  And, of course, visit Frendi's site. Her site is not boring...it's cool...she got another one from tabulas. Visit niyo din site ni Ava for all the Harry Potter fans out there for the latest HP buzz and Rachelle's got a blog, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9943049-110536046932399518?l=pinkisamust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/feeds/110536046932399518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9943049&amp;postID=110536046932399518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110536046932399518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9943049/posts/default/110536046932399518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkisamust.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-christmas.html' title='Happy Christmas!'/><author><name>Joanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465099121698318530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ms_babhie_anne28/u14_1172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
