<?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-9531424</id><updated>2011-10-03T04:31:29.949+08:00</updated><category term='bohol'/><category term='cancion'/><category term='thingamajigs'/><category term='people'/><category term='coron'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='food'/><category term='movies'/><category term='tv show'/><category term='korea sparkling'/><category term='tagaytay'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='quote'/><category term='all american'/><category term='career'/><category term='events'/><category term='city life'/><category term='amor'/><category term='trip'/><category term='binnie'/><title type='text'>herstory</title><subtitle type='html'>Shirly and Belle. Ging and Love. All about friendships, angsts, love, career, entertainment and anything in between. Read each other's herstory.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>536</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-3731008163580575453</id><published>2009-12-29T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T07:29:10.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so watching these</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#660000" face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;There is really something about Robert Downey Jr. After Heart and Souls a few years back, you really wanna watch all his works. Chaplin, Only You (wehehe), Tropic Thunder, Ironman --anyone?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/hEsZy8rHz5zzuRDVVGfy3A/photos/1M/300x300/2455/1001065900.jpg?et=4rZCewro6PVQf2liB3bxbA&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#660000" face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;The writing sounds good. Dry humor, perhaps? Not a fan of Guy Ritchie but this movie &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; make me a Ritchie convert.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/2454"&gt;&lt;font color="#660000" face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" border="0" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/MXZ1uvD1c543kYQOpdrlnA/photos/1M/300x300/2454/reunion-1.jpg?et=i8dIicHoD25hrJO64cmeuQ&amp;nmid=0" width="144" height="253"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font color="#660000" face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;And there is something about Kang Don-won that makes me want to stop what I'm doing and watch him at work. He had me at "Maundy Thursday" and it wasn't even a  romantic film. It must be the voice with the Busan accent. No wonder his voice was featured in the movie Voice of a Murderer.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#660000" face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;Of course, I won't forget "I Am Happy." I would definitely get a copy of that film. &lt;em&gt;Keber ba&lt;/em&gt; if Hyun Bin-sshi eventually dies at the end of the movie.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#660000" size="2"&gt;Dong-won &amp; Song Kang Ho for Sworn Brothers&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-3731008163580575453?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3731008163580575453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=3731008163580575453&amp;isPopup=true' title='73 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3731008163580575453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3731008163580575453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-so-watching-these.html' title='I am so watching these'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>73</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-1122752884818852441</id><published>2009-12-06T07:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T12:36:55.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a high weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#990000"&gt;it all started with a trip to galleria for some chain belt and a pair of sandals for baby's wedding today. and all of a sudden, i was in the middle of the mall's entertainment center looking at some stuff of the lovers in paris series. i am not a fan of the series - the kc-piolo starrer or the original PSY korean version. i thought i might  have a chance for some celebrity sightings.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#990000"&gt;unfortunately, it was some sort of a bazaar event of the series. and they were selling almost all the costumes used for the series. there were baubles, earrings, necklaces, clothes (even that green gown that looked so familiar) and bags. i was  trying to make my way in the middle table looking at the merchandise and something caught my fancy. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#990000"&gt;not the chanel shoes. or the miu miu platforms. or those italian sandals (&lt;em&gt;buti na lang&lt;/em&gt; they were a shoe size smaller!). i can hear the heels calling. if heels could talk! a maroon and black michael kors pumps with 2 inches cone shape heels. man, the heels i was dreaming about for such a long time! no Q asked (not even if kc concepcion wore it). I went home poorer but with a big grin on my face.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#990000"&gt;another reason to smile about is armada's win at davis cup.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#990000"&gt;ask me about the composition of Philippines' Davis Cup team and I would just give you a blank expression. Or maybe a quip like  "I dunno."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#990000"&gt;Ask me about Armada, aka Spanish Team and i can roll out the names rafa, feli, david, fernando and team manager alberto costa. i realized during the us open that tennis matches are bad for your body. especially when you try to stay awake at 2 am just to catch the night games. unless it's the do or die match (but rafa's matches, i think, are always do or die. hehehe), it's much much better to sleep and watch the replays on the net.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#990000"&gt;as for davis cup, i just watch out for cnn's worldsports or asia news channels's running text or if i am lucky enough, desportes news at tv espanol. i need to forego some matches for my sanity and health.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#990000"&gt;back to davis cup, yes, they did it again. for the 4th time! vamos, team armada!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#990000"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/tmq9K9rNvRB-VXO6pIcW0A/photos/1M/300x300/2400/CDocuments-and-SettingsAdministratorMy-DocumentsMy-PicturesIMG-2186.jpg?et=xyFb7JjAvRC8DYYL9%2BckVQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#990000" size="2"&gt;(feli,david, fernando, rafa and alberto costa. source: nadalnews.com)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-1122752884818852441?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1122752884818852441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=1122752884818852441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1122752884818852441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1122752884818852441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/12/high-weekend.html' title='a high weekend'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-5801071680240236954</id><published>2009-11-13T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T16:18:47.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Mi Nam...</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;I forgot to watch The Amazing Race and had to forego Top Chef just because I love hearing, "Go Mi Nam?..." uttered by Tae Kyung in every eppy of You're Beautiful (Minami Shineyo) for the past few nights.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/vML8LHJ4QsaCCNE2yQFORQ/photos/1M/300x300/2399/minam-4.jpg?et=SZdzfhqdfxyzIEqV%2BO4Q5g&amp;nmid=0" border="0" class="alignmiddleb"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt; The boyband - A.N. JELL (Shinwoo, crossdressing Minam , Taekyung and Jeremy)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif;"&gt;You're Beautiful is a story of a boyband (think Super Junior, SS501 or even DBSK--which I love spelling it out - Dong Bang Shin Ki. hehehe) looking for a new member but ended up with a novice pretending to be a guy as their backup vocalist/keyboardist. It's Coffee Prince meets Hanadan! But the similarity ends at her crossdressing as a guy and she getting involved with ultrafamous guys (they look so young, I can't call them men.) There are lies, deception and funny moments, thanks to the good story written by the Hong sisters. I really don't know the Hong sisters but I heard they are famous...or they works are such as Delightful Chunyang, Hong Gil Dong and My Girl (all Wookie fans, please rise.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;It has a cult following due to popculture reference a&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;nd it got great feedbacks from drama addicts&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;Jang Geun Seuk leads the cast. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;Jang who? Someone you might know if you followed Hwang Jin Yi on tv. Or maybe a fan of One Missed Call. He has couple of movies and series under his name although he's not that Lee Min Ho-after-BOF-famous. I saw a couple of his movies and even got interested to watch Beethoven Virus. I say, he knows how to pick his projects at such a young age.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;The lead girl is not bad either. Eun Hye lookalike when her hair is short. Reminiscent of EunChan in Coffee Prince. She looks more boyish though compared to YEH.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;And the 2nd lead. Now, if this guy played Jihoo in BOF ---sensitivity and all. You would actually cheer for him and not LMH (dang, I forgot Min Ho's name in Hanadan oh, it's Gu Jun-pyo).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;The series shows the quirks of Hallyuwood, including the fans, netizens, press and the attitude of popstars after the director says "Cut!" or after the curtain call.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;It is a rom-com, as usual.  (Hey, what can you expect from a light or even heavy Kseries?)  It is sure a fun watch. Light and easy. Stress reliever. Funny.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#330000"&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" face="georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-5801071680240236954?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5801071680240236954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=5801071680240236954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5801071680240236954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5801071680240236954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/11/go-mi-nam.html' title='Go Mi Nam...'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-356984963124598048</id><published>2009-08-06T06:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T10:33:01.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>celeb hook-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/2347"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/Sz6qMc2QSoWDR5ReYqE5Mw/photos/1M/300x300/2347/songhyekyohyunbinworldswithindating.jpg?et=MD2M7O6tvSbsLMWnwAWWwA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;and i am loving this! as much as hye kyo  was so much identified with bi (aka rain/jung ji hoon), she is actually going out with biN. hahaha, can't complain. two of the most goodlooking people in hallyuland. maybe the too many kisses in worlds within made all the difference. good thing i am saving my best-english subtitled version of worlds within on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my passport&lt;/span&gt;. time to re-watch over the weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;read news&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;" href="http://k-popped.com/2009/08/song-hye-kyo-hyun-bin-couple.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-356984963124598048?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/356984963124598048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=356984963124598048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/356984963124598048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/356984963124598048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/08/celeb-hook-up.html' title='celeb hook-up'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-79236680700148065</id><published>2009-08-06T04:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T08:48:18.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At long last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;i finally got my portable external hard drive! i can finally watch the shows i saved some time ago - supernatural, big bang theory, some eppies of nonstop 4 and my precious version of world's within. besty can finally watch nomnomnom aka the good, the bad and the weird - the movie pre-GI Joe of Lee Byung Hun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;and much much more media files.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-79236680700148065?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/79236680700148065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=79236680700148065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/79236680700148065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/79236680700148065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/08/at-long-last.html' title='At long last'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-5669647674426263625</id><published>2009-07-18T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:46:14.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates on my faves</title><content type='html'>  extremes, i know. from boy next door to matador...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;take your pick...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://k-popped.com/2009/07/hyun-bin-reveals-beauty-secrets-in.html"&gt; Bin &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;or&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rafaelnadal.com/rafaforum/forum/viewthread_thread,712"&gt;Rafa &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-5669647674426263625?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5669647674426263625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=5669647674426263625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5669647674426263625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5669647674426263625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/07/updates-on-my-faves.html' title='Updates on my faves'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-9111733026738591362</id><published>2009-04-08T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:44:12.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DK on AI...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Saw Danny Gokey sang this song on AI last week, and it just hits me...maybe it's just with his delivery...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What Hurts The Most lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house&lt;br&gt; That don’t bother me&lt;br&gt; I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out&lt;br&gt; I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while&lt;br&gt; Even though going on with you gone still upsets me&lt;br&gt; There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok&lt;br&gt; But that’s not what gets me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What hurts the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Was being so close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And having so much to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And watching you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And never knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What could have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; And not seeing that loving you&lt;br&gt; Is what I was tryin’ to do&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go&lt;br&gt; But I’m doin’ It&lt;br&gt; It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone&lt;br&gt; Still Harder&lt;br&gt; Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret&lt;br&gt; But I know if I could do it over&lt;br&gt; I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart&lt;br&gt; That I left unspoken&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; What hurts the most&lt;br&gt; Is being so close&lt;br&gt; And having so much to say&lt;br&gt; And watching you walk away&lt;br&gt; And never knowing&lt;br&gt; What could have been&lt;br&gt; And not seeing that loving you&lt;br&gt; Is what I was trying to do&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; What hurts the most&lt;br&gt; Is being so close&lt;br&gt; And having so much to say&lt;br&gt; And watching you walk away&lt;br&gt; And never knowing&lt;br&gt; What could have been&lt;br&gt; And not seeing that loving you&lt;br&gt; Is what I was trying to do&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Not seeing that loving you&lt;br&gt; That’s what I was trying to do&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-9111733026738591362?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/9111733026738591362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=9111733026738591362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/9111733026738591362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/9111733026738591362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/04/dk-on-ai.html' title='DK on AI...'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-663968716919745497</id><published>2009-03-19T05:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:27:02.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bohol'/><title type='text'>Exploring the Countryside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;Chocolate Hills. Loboc River. Tarsier Sanctuary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;Three of the many sites to visit when in the countryside - Bohol, to be exact. For 2 months and 18 days, it was all prepping for the grand 2 days and 2 nights vacay to Bohol. I may say, everything was worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;It was an almost sleepless trip for us- cousins Che and Te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;re, adopted cousin Shirl and me- for we booked the earliest flight to Cebu for an early connecting ferry trip to Tagbilaran City. With the not-so-straight-from-the-bed-look, the four of us met at T3 for the very early flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;Whew! What a way to start your vacay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/ScgsIgoKCDAAAGtJJew1/on-the-way.jpg?et=CB%2CchctGLGKf21aw0kR2xg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through Tatsky, our contact from PEx (you gotta love connecting through this forum for all travel needs), we explored the province - visiting historical, nature-related and religious  sites - along with the rest of bakasyunitas who happened to have the same route as ours. We learned about it when we reached...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;The Sandugo/Blood Compact Site. With the num&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;ber of peo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;ple standing in front of the large monument of the Spaniards and the Datus, one might think that there is another blood compact happening on the ginormous table. Pinoys, Europeans, North Americans, East Asians converged in the first stop of the day tour. I even managed to act like I was with the Japanese group just to listen to the guide explain everything in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;Nihonggo. (Of course, I didn't understand a thing :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SccqCwoKCDAAAC5CgwA1/tour1.jpg?et=ADmMr4Z8vuBRGvtklDZVgw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;Ryan, our driver, then took us to Baclayon Church - the oldest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;in the province. It has a nondescript structure. With the numerous old churches in Bohol, it just looked like one of the oldies...until you are actually inside the Churc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;h. The old pulpit, the altar, the walls...the site from the inside was jaw dropping. And the sunlight from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;passing through the stained glass windows gave a different feel of the church. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;Rain started pouring (as usual, it rained on my trip!) so we decided to visit its museum. The Baclayon Museum, they say, is a must if one is in the vicinity. We took in all the religious and historical info that we can get by listening to the tourguide (nakisama lang kami, actually) explaining the candelabras and aparadors and Mass books. We "overtook" the group when the guide started explaining the donation histo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;ry of the cabinets that stored the artifacts. Better read the notes pasted on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt; each artifact, we thought. That way, we can save a lot of time and visit more places.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;We were hungry by the time we left the church so we headed to the Loboc River for the cruise, lunch buffet and singing. The rain stopped when we reached the river. We were so excited for the cruise (excited na rin for the lunch)...a novelty for the four us and with the rest of our ka-cruise, I guess. While eating sinugba, pusi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;t, chicken and native veggies, our trip along the river started. The resident singer al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;so started belting out karaoke staples &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;that made us feel sleepy after his first set. There was a stopover in a makeshift stage to make way for Loboc natives performing for everyone on board. Every other person was scrambling to take a pic or two of the perfor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;mers while the 4 of us were busying ourselves taking photos of..ourselves! Hah! We got all the views of the river covered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SchndgoKCDAAAGYvdtM1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SchndgoKCDAAAGYvdtM1/IMG-0180.JPG?et=rhH10YdY3fF7yK2ZdTc2bQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;As we headed back north, our entertainer began singing upbeat songs. And then, the rain poured. Not the taliti type, but the big fat drops of water accompanied by wind to wet us all. And then, someone at our next table began doing Laida's raindance (with matching bending of his left leg!) in the tune of Jason Mraz's I'm Yours. It was hilarious since the guy looked like a siga na me pagkacomedian. Hmm, I think he didn't dance enough to make it stop.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;We were like wet tarsiers when we reached our next stop - the tarsier sanctuary. We can't contain our excitement seeing the tiny creatures sleeping. We, the wet ones, didn't mind the rain as long as we get to see the nocturnal animals perched on the shrubs. So tiny and peaceful. We were so respectful of their nappy time that we kept reminding ourselves - No Flash, Please. From a distance, they are  so cute yet when you look at them closely - they look like the a cross between Gollum and an Ewok that hangs for dear life like a koala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SchoSAoKCDAAAAVG5kQ1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SchoSAoKCDAAAAVG5kQ1/IMG-0233.JPG?et=mG8akxk%2BfU6Io3glf1lpkQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;The next site we visited was nothing new to me - a plantation that is packaged as Man-made forest. What's amazing with the sight, though, was the feel that the trees were closing in on you. How cool is that? We made our customary stop and photo-ops and "assigned" Ryan to take a "jump" photo of the four of us. We realized that it wasn't easy to do that shot. Timing was not there, definitely. In short, we were out of breath without a decent jump shot.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;We were then brought to the hanging bridge. Nothing stupendous - it was just a hanging bridge on top of a river. At the end of the bridge is Buko King, if you wanna see him peel husk from the buko. Che's one goal is to cross a hanging bridge...and what a better way to do it but in Bohol! It was a piece of cake, I believe. She reached the end in no time...no screaming or stopping in any point of the structure. Shirl rewarded us with banana-cue! As in the real banana barbied on a bamboo stick, slathered with margarine and sprinkled with sugar.  And so, off we went to Bohol's must see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;Chocolate Hills, here we come! After an hour and 30 minutes trip, we reached our ultimate destination. It was a second time for me so I actually know what the hills look like. Giant Kisses, anyone? It was a steep climb to the viewing deck. Make that, steep and Whiteflower-scented climb to the top (maybe it was the scent of the ahjumma and ahjussi we met along the way). We again saw our fellow turistas posing and smiling and posing again. Some were pointing, some were kissing on some imagin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;ary object...which I believed are the hills. Some even had a long broomstick which one can ride on ala Harry Potter on his nimbus.  Kunyari they were flying on top of the hills. Hmm, what about a bike para E.T. naman ang dating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SchpAwoKCDAAACLtXBU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SchpAwoKCDAAACLtXBU1/IMG-0280.JPG?et=dVD7%2BxRE5as03OGoOKBt0A&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stitch in Chocolate Hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;We were so tired after the descent from the view deck that we slept like logs while we were on our way to the Python. We didn't look at the python, we were there to buy the cheapest Peanut Kisses being sold in the province! Food trumps python, anytime!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;Last stop before proceeding to Panglao was the Hinagdanan Cave. It was already dark...and the cave was also dark...and wet and slippery. Good thing there were lamps to allow us to see stalagmites and the large pool like balon. If o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;ne needs to buy lots of souvenirs, this is the place to be. Cheapo thingies for the cheapskate tourists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SchphAoKCDAAAB@ePoI1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SchphAoKCDAAAB@ePoI1/IMG-0304.JPG?et=jGIShlVb5Yw3no45qgpfsQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four of us inside Hinagdanan Cave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;It was almost dark when we reached Panglao Island. The sea had receded and the sun had set. Vacationers and weekenders are still taking their sweet time as vacay time for them is about to end.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;But not for us, though. It was just the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;        &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-663968716919745497?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/663968716919745497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=663968716919745497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/663968716919745497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/663968716919745497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/03/exploring-countryside.html' title='Exploring the Countryside'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-4952425831800398991</id><published>2009-03-10T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:16:30.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A ME-Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; It was a different kind of birthday. No hustle and bustle, last minute grocery shopping or last minute clean up. It was quite quiet actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Call it a bit selfish but I like the me-time for a change. My brother was at work. And Shirl has her weekend racket. I was left all by myself for a day at home. And it was my birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;It might sound lonely but it was not. I had a grand time - still doing some clean up (I am not a slob, afterall) but "listening" to Han Deuk-gu with speakers on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Iba pala ang dating.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;In between sweeping the floor and washing the dishes, I did some texting to friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;na di nakalimot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; and answered calls from home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I watched my favorite scene in Millionaire's First Love (the one he gave her a bottle of capsules with tons of messages on her birthday) and fave episodes of my favorite series that starred my ultimate oppa (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ambisyosa!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;while eating kalguksu cooked in a clay pot. I gotta be authentic here - with the metal chops and long spoon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;pa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I was really in chilling out mode- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;kahit sobrang init sa labas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, that was really the reason I didn't go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Of course, when the sun set, it was a different story altogether. Besty and I met in  mega and  --- went to a food fair! Bwahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ang daming handa! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I got my Kaya spread and Shirl's got her herbed cream cheese. Oh my, I can stuff myself with Kaya for the whole week (I got so addicted with Kaya- and I don't know why).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was a very happy me-birthday for me. I got to  do what I wanted to  do for so long (err, picking out among the many cds with Bin on it was a difficult task), eat what I really wanted to eat since I laid eyes on it (something from Bizu! courtesy of besty) and receive something that I really need (something ala-Amazing Race necessity) for that regular vacays.&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Big thanks to my family who called from home and my bro from the land of merlion. Many thanks to Besty for the gifts and the cake and the macarons.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Salamaters to friends who always make me feel special on Love's Day...those who left a message or two in fb and multiply. euclid94 in our Y!group, sistahs in butuan, cousins, wng...everyone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa mga nakalimot...there is always next year. hehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;Cheers. Spread the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-4952425831800398991?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4952425831800398991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=4952425831800398991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4952425831800398991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4952425831800398991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/03/me-birthday.html' title='A ME-Birthday'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-4120264189964250608</id><published>2009-03-06T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T17:35:50.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SbDuPgoKCDAAAFPyTis1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SbDuPgoKCDAAAFPyTis1/2368165684-d57a90c25a.jpg?et=KggTN8gS%2BzS65bgcJJaxfA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Counted are the hours...or do I need to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;All I know is that I'll be trying my hands on making myuk guk (I eventually bought some myeok/dried seaweeds from Mrs. Park yesterday) and eating pansit for long life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-4120264189964250608?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4120264189964250608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=4120264189964250608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4120264189964250608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4120264189964250608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/03/almost.html' title='Almost'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-9086348909038335002</id><published>2009-02-18T05:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:41:41.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Can You Hear Me?</title><content type='html'> &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;It's way past Christmas but I  love listening to Britney's All I Want for Christmas. It all started when I DL-ed a vod with that song in the background. Before actually googling for the song's title, I didn't have any idea who sang it or its title. I even DL-ed the wrong song - the Mariah version that was sung in Love Actually. Then, Besty mentioned that maybe Britney Spears sang it. Yeah right, she got it correctly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Ikaw na magkaroon ng bestfriend na former DJ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;So, here I am - listening to Brit over and over again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;pag nagsawa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;there is always Ne-yo, Chris Brown, Jason Mraz and the Jonas Brothers. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ooh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Last night I took a walk in the snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Couples holding hands, places to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Seems like everyone but me is in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Santa, can you hear me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I sign my letter that I sealed with a kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I send it off and just said this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I know exactly what I want this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Santa, can you hear me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I want my baby, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I want someone to love me someone to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Maybe, Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Be all my own in a big red bow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Santa, can you hear me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I have been so good this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; And all I want is one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Tell me my true love is here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; He's all I want just for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Underneath my Christmas tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I'll be waiting here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Santa that's my only wish this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Christmas Eve, I just can't sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Will I be wrong for taking a peek ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Cause that I heard that you're coming to town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Santa, can you hear me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I really that hope you're on your way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; with Something special for me in your sleigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Ooh please make my wish come true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Santa, can you hear me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I want my baby, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I want someone to love me someone to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Maybe, Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; we'll be all alone under the mistle toe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Santa, can you hear me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I have been so good this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; And all I want is one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Tell me my true love is here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; He's all I want just for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Underneath my Christmas tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I'll be waiting here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Santa that's my only wish this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I hope my letter reaches you in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; woooo yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Bring me a love that I can call all mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Cause I have been so good this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Can't be alone under the mistle toe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; he's all i want in a big red bow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Santa, can you hear me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I have been so good this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; And all I want is one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Tell me my true love is here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; He's all I want, just for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Underneath my Christmas tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I'll be waiting here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Santa, that's my only wish this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Ooh Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Can you hear me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; ooh santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Well he's all I want just for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; underneath my Christmas tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I'll be waiting here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Santa, that's my only wish this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Santa, that's my only wish this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-9086348909038335002?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/9086348909038335002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=9086348909038335002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/9086348909038335002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/9086348909038335002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/02/santa-can-you-hear-me.html' title='Santa Can You Hear Me?'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-1570152772980930535</id><published>2009-02-17T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:08:12.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ilang memories </title><content type='html'>Recycling some notes I made in FB: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;here are some of my ilang memories: &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 1.Besty and I met at Ilang. Up to this day, we're still best friends and housemates. grabe, 14 years and counting. And so with my other close friends. &lt;br&gt; 2.My roommates – rm 222, circa 1994 with glen, toni and malyn. when malyn left, we had armi as the new roomie. then i had to take my LOA. when i came back, i couldn't take over 220 so i was transferred to rm 236 where i had berna, carrots and bevs, and then hannah joined us a sem after (berns had to relinquish her bed to do some serious studying). i also spent one summer with ginee, valerie and ruby. in between, i was roommates with toni and claire to do my RA duties. &lt;br&gt; 3.My neighbors – rm 222 girls (circa 1994) ruth and co, rm 237 (vernalyn, karen, giselle), and the other visayan friends. &lt;br&gt; 4.Good thing also, my other kababayans were at Ilang during my stay there: kat, wela, heidi, iris, charity, ivy and others from batch 91. &lt;br&gt; 5.My pseudo-roommates: LaBella/Vels/Love, Rhiza, Bambi and Pearl at room 222 (circa 1995). “Of the same color?!”. Only the Broken Voices know the story behind this infamous line. &lt;br&gt; 6.George, our beloved turtle in the garden. Buhay pa kaya sya? &lt;br&gt; 7.Sunday pig-out: after Sunday mass, we usually had our feast of spanish sardines, pancit canton, rice, and some dessert. It used to be that simple those days...heheh...&lt;br&gt; 8.Formal dinner – I attended one formal dinner, with no date, pero okay lang naman. &lt;br&gt; 9.RA room – When I was the “Ate” of everyone, we had a very spacious Room 101 to ourselves. We even had our own stove where we can cook our meals. It didn't hurt that we also had our own CR. &lt;br&gt; 10.Moondeck – Verns and I used to have long talks at the moondeck. When I felt down and ma-emote, I just grabbed my walkman (hiram pa ata un) and played Wolfgang's tape/s over and over again – in full volume! &lt;br&gt; 11.Open House – it was the most anticipated event of the whole UP campus. I think maybe Ilang had the reputation na convent daw. We usually have some our ka-orgs and friends visit our humble abode. &lt;br&gt; 12.Toni and Glen's loooooooooooooong silence to each other – this one is really for the books. All because of a room spray/deodorizer (tama ba ako, glen?) &lt;br&gt; 13.Glen's yellow radio – one of the very first things i noticed when i first entered my new room, with Pearl Jam/Soundgarden/Bush blaring. Kahit naka-ear phones si Glen, naririnig ko pa rin. &lt;br&gt; 14.My love affair with Wolfgang started at Ilang, and of course, all thanks to Glen. This was followed by my obsession to Razorback, PNE, and others. &lt;br&gt; 15.Room 213 – our study room. I usually stayed up until 3 am just to finish my papers and thesis. &lt;br&gt; 16.An unexpected visitor way past curfew – my roomies teased me that this GC girl couldn't handle that there was someone else in our BC classes who could get a perfect score...&lt;br&gt; 17.Scheduled laundry day, usually either on Mondays or Tuesdays, kung kelan walang masyadong tao sa laundry room namin. Bawal damit labhan, so undies lang lahat nakasampay sa laundry room &lt;br&gt; 18.Very short ligo time, especially on weekdays. &lt;br&gt; 19.Food – Kat raced me to describe everything. isaw, balut, Ate Zen's putok, Gloria's palabok, and baked goodies from Dagohoy. Always on a limited budget, it was a once-in-a-blue moon event to go eat at Katipunan or even at Philcoa. &lt;br&gt; 20.Visitor's slip. I used to keep some copies of this, since there were a few times that I missed his visits...haaay, memories...ssshhhhh! &lt;br&gt; 21.Ma'am Tirona's “It's 10pm, not 10:01 or 10:02” referring to our curfew. Good thing, she allowed us to stay until 2am for the UP Fair. Galing! &lt;br&gt; 22.One bad deed we did: Sa room nina ting and didits: kasama sina glen and ivy, we had an inuman session. Bwahaha...and i couldn't forget ivy's rant: “bat wala pa akong boyfriend, what's wrong with me?!!” dred: uban ba ka adto?&lt;br&gt; 23.PBA basketball in the TV room, with matching loud cheers from the fans. I was a Shell die-hard and I think there was a time na nakipag-away pa ata ako sa remote control. The remote control was a power symbol. Speaking of Shell, Kathy, LaBella and I even got to interview the bball players during their practice. &lt;br&gt; 24.Neighboring at Dewie/Eileen's room, Mirzi/Rheanne's room, pati kina LynC/Chelo, and Kat's room. chismisan...pigging-out...&lt;br&gt; 25. Swapping pocketbooks. Borrowing notes...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; and the list goes on and on... &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; i think the list says it all...i did enjoy my ilang stay...what about you? what are YOUR fond memories?  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-1570152772980930535?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1570152772980930535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=1570152772980930535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1570152772980930535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1570152772980930535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/02/ilang-memories.html' title='Ilang memories '/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-2542666694309002808</id><published>2009-02-02T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:04:04.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of the aussie open, joaquin phoenix and tarantino...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;COLOR: black;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;I'm not really into tennis. But last night's finals game at the Australian Open got me glued to my tv. Yes. I've heard about Rafael Nadal and Roger Federer from a couple of news items, but I never did get to see them play. Last night was my only chance, and they both didn't disappoint. At first, I was just curious of these 2 champions really play. We started watching in the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; game (I hope I got this right), and then for the next 3 hours or so, I was stuck. It’s actually a very educational experience for me. I didn’t have any inkling about the scoring at first, but then I remember watching tennis matches Butuan a few decades ago (whoa, I’m really old!). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;COLOR: black;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;I cheered for RoFed (a monicker I coined – I hope!), but RaDal (corny!) didn’t disappoint either. I think tennis is a very hard game and a very hard full-body cardio workout. If only I can serve just one ball, I’m good already…hehehe. You could find me and LaBella shouting our “aayyyy!” while being enthralled with the game. It really is THE championship match. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;COLOR: black;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;I think the highlight of the whole season is what happened after the game. I was ALMOST teary-eyed when Federer spoke before the crowd, and all he uttered was: HI there! And a fan called back, “I love you, Federer” and &lt;em&gt;ayun na, tumulo na luha nya&lt;/em&gt;… grabe! It was such an emotional time for him. Well, he was kinda disappointed that he didn’t break Pete Sampras’ 14-grandslam record, but still, he’s such a pro. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;COLOR: black;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;Rafa is another thing. It was his first at the Australian Open, and nanalo agad. He’s been a threat to RoFed. And yes, I didn’t even know that Nadal is now No1 overall, and Federer came close behind. I think I’ll be glued to watch another one of their matches. As the JPhoenix-JTarantino look-alike said, “see you next time!” I will definitely see more of him…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;COLOR: black;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color="#3333ff"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;COLOR: black;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" stroked="f" filled="f" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" o:preferrelative="t" o:spt="75" coordsize="21600,21600"&gt;&lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:path o:connecttype="rect" gradientshapeok="t" o:extrusionok="f"&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;o:lock aspectratio="t" v:ext="edit"&gt;&lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;/v:shapetype&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px;HEIGHT: 362px;" height="400" alt="Photo Titled Nadal and Federer during the on-court presentation" src="http://www.australianopen.com/images/pics/large/b_nadalfederer_1_02.jpg" width="280" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;COLOR: black;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;One of my fave moments…it’s as if Rafa’s saying: It’s Okay bro, cheer up! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;COLOR: black;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;COLOR: black;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;COLOR: black;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;COLOR: black;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-2542666694309002808?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2542666694309002808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=2542666694309002808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2542666694309002808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2542666694309002808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-aussie-open-joaquin-phoenix-and.html' title='of the aussie open, joaquin phoenix and tarantino...'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-694907662599955606</id><published>2009-02-02T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:31:34.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of facebook and dan kloeffler...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt;FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma;mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Facebook has gotten me busy in the net for the past weeks. Friendster is definitely out already, and Facebook is what's in these days. FSter is so passe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt;FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma;mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt;FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma;mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Facebook is so addicting, I can tell you that. I can get distracted from doing my lesson plans, blogging (and stalking) with all the Facebook notifications on my browser. I even got to send some personal messages from friends from all over the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt;FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma;mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt;FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma;mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Imagine my pleasant surprise when I got a personal message in my inbox from Dan Kloeffler, a news anchor of NBC's Early Today. He has been a favorite for over a year now, and grabe! I can't believe that he replied to my simple message "I'm a fan". and syempre friend ko na sya sa Facebook. Wow, he's so unassuming! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt;FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma;mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt;FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma;mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.highschooltown.com/networkpages/dankloeffler.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt;FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma;mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt;FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma;mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt;FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma;mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt;FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma;mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Here's his reply...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt;FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma;mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;Thanks!&lt;br&gt;I really appreciate that! You know, we don't hear from a lot of people in your timezone, so I was thrilled to get your note!&lt;br&gt;I will tell everyone we've got a devoted fan in the &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;!!&lt;br&gt;Thanks again for the support, I means a great deal to me!&lt;br&gt;Dan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt;FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma;mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt;FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma;mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;If La_bella has her Ilan, I have my Dan...hehehe (well, friend ko din si Ilan)...and hopefully, Harold (Season 1's Top Chef) will have his own Facebook account. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-694907662599955606?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/694907662599955606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=694907662599955606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/694907662599955606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/694907662599955606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-facebook-and-dan-kloeffler.html' title='of facebook and dan kloeffler...'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-1847822623160020479</id><published>2009-02-02T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:06:12.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from my facebook notes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Here are My 25 Random Things...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" size="2"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;1. I think I’ve learned not to be too hard on myself. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;2. I’ve also learned to live within my means, though sometimes I’m a one-day millionaire. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;3. I love cooking for other people. I love even more the compliments I get from them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;4. My greatest idol of all times is Ewan McGregor. I’ve grown to know that he's more than the looks and acting prowess. He also has a big heart. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;5. I love watching news and public affairs shows, and watch out for some interesting production values as well as errors. Broadcasting is still in my blood. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;6. I watch CNN and NBC to get some interesting production values. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;7. I used to dream that I’d be working for CNN. My ultimate dream interview is with ex-US President Bill Clinton.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;8.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Though they have disbanded for years now, I stil think that WOLFGANG still rocks! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;9. I love my family to death, and will do anything for them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;10. I’m still a crybaby especially when it comes to my parents’ separation. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;11. I still cry over some cheesy love quotations from books, or even from TV ads. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;12. Being an iskolar ng bayan taught me to give back what I have to the society. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;13. Having worked with Jun Lozada taught me to care more about my country. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;14. Working with Sir Paul (wherever he may be right now) taught me to master my craft as a radio DJ/newscaster. Most used word: ENUNCIATE! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;15. I love my students. They may be sometimes stubborn, but still I love them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;16. I think I’m always the guy’s best friend. Haay! I’m always one of the boys.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;17. I can eat corn for my meals. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;18. I can live in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Korea&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and other Asian countries because I can adapt to their food. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;19. My best friend Love and I quarrel over petty things, but NEVER did we quarrel over boys. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;20. My day usually starts with a cup of brewed coffee and TODAY show (especially on weekdays). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;21. I wish I’d get married sooner than my only remaining single younger brother. Tough act to follow. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;22. I have a lot of friends, though it takes a lot of time and effort to warm up to me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;23. I have accumulated these friends through time. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;24. I have a soft spot for chingoos...:-D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" size="2"&gt;25. I like to think to myself that I’m always in love…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-1847822623160020479?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1847822623160020479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=1847822623160020479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1847822623160020479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1847822623160020479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/02/from-my-facebook-notes.html' title='from my facebook notes...'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-1213575051001656862</id><published>2009-01-29T06:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:24:32.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kailan, Ilan?</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SYEh1AoKCDAAAGleLLY1/13499220-0.jpg?et=XPvPY9spJVF5TbhdCPeelQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My faves : Sam, Ilan &amp; Harold&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last night, besty and I were switching between the replay of American Idol on QTv and special of Top Chef on 2nd Ave.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was great to see our favorite contestants from the first two seasons with the judges again. I admit, Harold Dieterle is the top among the winners of the 3 seasons. Everyone can be a cook, but not every one can be a chef. There is that leadership quality...the reason why the word chef was derived from chef de cuisine - head or chief of the kitchen. Harold has that aura. And he is such a great guy, not&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; palaaway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With a hangover from last night's show, I searched Facebook for Sam (Talbot) of Season 2. He is good, and cute (to boot) but the last challenge did it for him. Aargh, I think almost everyone thought he nailed the title during that final four but Ilan and Marcel gave him a run for the title.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then, I found Ilan. There were lots of Ilan listed but somehow the profile photo has this pull saying, "I'm the real Ilan that won Top Chef!" In short, I invited him to be my friend and even sent a message. I wasn't expecting a reply since he might be so used of receiving messages all over due to him winning Season 2 but guess what....? He did reply and informed me that he's coming to Pinas for some event. Wow! I have to block that TBA date (sometime in March &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daw&lt;/span&gt;). Of course, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sinabayan ko na ng benta ang Pilipinas &lt;/span&gt;telling him it's indeed a great place. He got thousands of islands to explore. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let us see if I do get to see Ilan this March.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-1213575051001656862?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1213575051001656862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=1213575051001656862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1213575051001656862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1213575051001656862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/01/kailan-ilan.html' title='Kailan, Ilan?'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-5962104165829302209</id><published>2009-01-26T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:58:03.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High Fives for Slumdog Millionaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SX1ClQoKCDAAAG6DvsE1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SX1ClQoKCDAAAG6DvsE1/2968978540-b3a8f207bc.jpg?et=EEdLyxUd9DCVry7SfdIW9w&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;When I first heard about Slumdog Millionaire in the Today Show and Ann Curry gushing over the film, I wondered, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bakit kaya?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I learned that it was set in India. I thought,  probably everyone's from Bollywood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I heard that Danny Boyle directed the film. Hmm, interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I read its tagline, "What does it take to find a lost love?" It's a love story?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Then, it got nods from critics, Golden Globe and Oscars and BAFTA. I decided, I got to watch this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;India. Danny Boyle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A visual feast, indeed. If one saw Trainspotting, you know what I mean. Or maybe, The Beach with Leo diCaprio. Azure water, PhiPhi Island, Thai hotness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Just the thought of the story revolving in the slums of Mumbai, I was expecting unforgettable images playing in my mind for some time. True enough, the chase scenes inside the nook and cranny of Mumbai slums was a "sight to behold." Or the jump scene of Malik over a pile of human feces when he learned his "idol" was in the vicinity. I tried to cover my eyes when he went down the make shift toilet but curiousity overpowered on how that scene was treated...next, you see Malik covered in feces running towards the actor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I like the interplay between the Q &amp; A during the show, the interrogation with the police and the experience he had in relation to the question being asked in the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;It's a great watch. It even got me teary eyed when Malik chose "Dial a Friend" for his Help and hearing Latika answer the phone. And the Bollywood feel at the end of the movie. Yup, there was dancing at the train station in Silky-like sound. (Shirl commented that Danny Boyle really included that scene to pay homage to Bollywood.) All I need to watch the movie again over samosas and matter paneer and sweet lassi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;It shows that experience is a great teacher, no matter how painful or trivial it may seem at that moment. Maybe I should be really be observant from now on. It may come in handy when I'm in the hot seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-5962104165829302209?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5962104165829302209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=5962104165829302209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5962104165829302209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5962104165829302209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/01/high-fives-for-slumdog-millionaire.html' title='High Fives for Slumdog Millionaire'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-51361948167872497</id><published>2009-01-23T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:58:29.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the love bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;darn, jonas brothers! i can't their song off my head. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;i remember that a few months ago, i can't distinguish who's who among kevin, nick and joe. then, i began recognizing each one albeit it would take me a few secs to do it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;it didn't matter though who's standing on the left, right or  center, all i care is that&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;"...speechless, over the edge i'm breathless...." i wonder when i can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sing &lt;/span&gt;this song again.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Called you for the first time yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Finally found the missing part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Felt so close but you were far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Left me without anything to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; (CHORUS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Now I'm speechless, over the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm just breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; I never thought that I'd catch this love bug again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Hopeless, head over heels in the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; I never thought that I'd get hit by this love bug again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; (people chatting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; I can't get your smile out of my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; [I can't get you out of my mind]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; I think about your eyes all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; You're beautiful but you don't even try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; (You don't even, don't even try)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Modesty is just so hard to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; (CHORUS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Now I'm speechless, over the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm just breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; I never thought that I'd catch this love bug again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Hopeless, head over heels in the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; I never thought that I'd get hit by this love bug again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Kissed her for the first time yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Everything I wished that it would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Suddenly I forgot how to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Hopeless, breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Baby can't you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Now I'm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; (Guitar solo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; YEAH, OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Now I'm speechless, over the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm just breathless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; I never thought that I'd catch this love bug again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Hopeless, head over heels in the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; I never thought that I'd get hit by this love bug again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; [ohhh]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Love Bug again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; [woo!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-51361948167872497?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/51361948167872497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=51361948167872497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/51361948167872497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/51361948167872497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-bug.html' title='the love bug'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-8781284022939686581</id><published>2009-01-19T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:51:23.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Love With Sugbu</title><content type='html'>       &lt;div style="text-align: justify;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/2/photos/109/300x300/3/IMG-0071.JPG?et=eRcgpHEcOvk8qYxKlOzmOA&amp;nmid=174660035" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;Have you ever fallen in love with a city before?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;I did. Twice&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;The first one was Tacloban way back. It was love at first sight plus the fact that I was really in love that time.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;Then, this city I am staying right now...in between bites of pancakes and sips of some hot choco in country mall, I realized that I actually fell for the city's charms. The provincial feel smack in the middle of the city. The hustle and bustle of urban life but the laidback vibe. For the first time, I identified a place that I want to settle in, if I have my way.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/109/300x300/27/terraces.jpg?et=sw9+ehzwHenycenJ6G3AcQ&amp;nmid=174660035" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;The city attacks the senses like no other, especially the taste. The sugba-towa-kinilaw standing side by side familiar dishes one had tasted at home with a dash of all-Am or Korean stews or Indian breads for the sudden worldly cravings.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SXadOgoKCDAAAAqCapE1/CebuFood.jpg?et=FgbBcCcKfau5tLIHxRRM%2Bw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;Oh, the taste of brew---brewed coffee that is. Aside from the usual staples of Seattle based designer cups to the old reliable Figaro, there are a couple of sources of pick-me-uppers like Cebu's own Bo's Coffee Club and Coffee Dream to Starmart's coffee shop. I am having caffeine overload in my 4 day stay here!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;Then there is the story of commuting. For the first time, I am exploring the city sans taxi's help. Well, unless I was really lost (Ley and I did get lost on our way to the Capitol from Fuente. Boy, did we walk the dark alleys of del Rosario St). No need for map, just a list of the coded jeep routes. And believe me, it's some sort of adrenaline rush knowing I did ride the right jeep or alighted at the correct stop.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;I remembered that friends used to tease me why I always go back to Cebu and Bantayan for 3 straight years now - maybe some bisdak caught my heart, they say. I should do the same for Iloilo but Iloilo is my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other &lt;/span&gt;province apart from my city of origin.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;Now, I can tell them, it is not some bisdak. It's actually the place itself where lots of bisdaks (and chingus) roam and the place they call home. All the reason I have to start looking for that bisdak (Maybe this March [hah!]when I'll be back in the city for some Sky Experience Adventure...but that's another story). &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-8781284022939686581?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8781284022939686581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=8781284022939686581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/8781284022939686581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/8781284022939686581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-love-with-sugbu.html' title='In Love With Sugbu'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-3655543950904274077</id><published>2009-01-14T05:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:18:50.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never too late for “how's '08?” </title><content type='html'>    	 	 	 	 	 	  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;not to be outdone by labella's “the year that was”.  it took me two weeks well into the new  year to write my own assessment of my 2008. so here goes.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt; last year was just a slow year for me. i was just well into my 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; month as a sonsaengnim, teaching english over the phone. i had late nights, but my mornings were usually free, with dvd marathons and sometimes taking in moments to be “down and depressed” - which was sometimes a good thing really. why? basta... this month also, i joined MMQ as their corporate secretary (another volunteer work).  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt; – nothing eventful. v-day just passed by, and just like with the past v-days, i spent it with no one...well, someone did send some “feelers” (i.e. nagparamdam) that time, but that was another story. hanggang paramdam lang naman...maybe he was just feeling the v-day air too!  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt; – it was besty's bday. broke that i was, i pulled off a cost-efficient bday party surprise for her. thanks to all our friends who kindly chipped in with their desserts and drinks, it was a very memorable Korean-themed party. for the first few months last year, we had Korean overload. i blamed it on my students and jung woo-sung, and la_bella got gaga over kim rae won and hyun bin, and even got to practice hangul writing and speaking. it was also our first vacation time for the year – our 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; time around time in bora which was more into adventure rather than frolicking in the sun. we began our summer earlier than usual. 1 unforgettable event: we've missed our scheduled flight because we overslept! surreal, but really true. buti na lang, it was not yet the busy summer season so we got to board on the next flight. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April &lt;/span&gt;– summer time of course. nothing exciting. got myself immersed in everything korean – and even got to like eating kimchi and bibimbap, and watching “daisy” for the ___th time...and also cried buckets for labella for that love story 6 years in the making, and then went pfft!     &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May &lt;/span&gt;– i had my interview with then-prospect school, and even  had to a demo teaching to pas for the job. labella and i moved to horseshoe to house-sit for mom joanie and dad will feuerstein, and to babysit genesis (the  bratty pusakal). i've held back my fear/indifference over 4-legged creatures and even got to bond with her. we've lived the life of people in highly-guarded subdivision. it had its perks and downsides. for one, we got to incorporate some horseshoe-style living into our humble 116-e dsaa abode. it was an experience worth taking on.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt; – my calling has finally called me. june 6 was the first day of school and i was nervous as hell. fortunately, i got to enjoy what i was doing, and eventually met some interesting students. officially, i was now the education coordinator/instructor at aclc pasig – a far cry from my ngo work at aap.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt; – by this month, i still had the energy to balance 2 teaching jobs (1 full-time and 1 part-time job). what gives? it was this time that someone actually kept me company during the night. sounds creepy? He's not creepy at all, but i found falling in love with him creepy...yikes!  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt; – coron, here we come! after weeks of looking forward to it, we were finally in palawan. our flight was canceled but who cares? we just had to make do of the 1.5 days that we had in the island. we failed to join owen's group tour, and had to do the island hopping by ourselves. i got to climb the steep rock formations (ala-amazing race/fear factor combined), snorkel, swim, and just frolic in the sun. on a sad note, i had to leave CallNTalk for health reasons. not having enough sleep because of my 6 to 11pm shift, i just had to give up my partime job. good thing, i won my case over mr jung and ms almie (which just shocked me to death). late realization i had: CNT was not that bad at all.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt; – it was le cabaret time! a major mmq event, i got to be one of the event organizers for this one. missing the aap events jobs that i had, i was thrilled to be a part of this fund-raising 20/30's-inspired event. dressing up the part wasn't bad at all. at least we had an excuse to shop for clothes and accessories as we used to do in gwb and other aap events. another bonus: we raised almost P1M for the event, and got to build a school in pampanga and helped operation smile. it was all well worth it!  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;October – sem break was just around the corner, and it was hard to say 'bye to my students. on our last day of class (for each of the subjects i taught), we had a short program and a small salu-salo. my students went overboard! - surprising me with heartwarming testimonials and gifts which left me teary-eyed. this greatly outweighs the burdens of being a teacher.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;october was also the time we went back to our fave vacay place – bantayan. this time, we had a recruit, lil sis april rowine. on our take3 on the island, we got to swim at sugar beach, had buffet dinner at marisquera, and even had videoke at 7 am! fun things to do especially for turistas like us...  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt; – this month, my age is officially “lampas na sa kalendaryo”. to celebrate that (heck, age is just a number), all my friends “congregated” in our home-sweet-home for my asian-themed bday party. old and newfound pals attended, and it was heartwarming to know that a lot of people do care for me. an hour before nov8 ended, the videoke group trooped to  musicmatch for those videoke-till-thy-kingdom moments. thanks to wilbert and armel who “sponsored” this session for me.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;i also got to attend lioda's wedding this month, where i was requested to be the lector. tough job, but thankfully, i pulled it off.  funny, i was mistaken to be a waray since lioda's kababayans found my intonation a genuine one. ha, that's one compliment i'd gladly take.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt; – dec10 was an anticipated day. wolfgang again rocked my world as it did for 15 years with their “black christmas” concert. thanks to mari, i got a good seat in the house, kahit na i was on my own. basti, manuel, mon sure did the stuff they're made of. i got to attend multiple christmas parties (wng, company parties, and even a heartwarming christmas party in an orphanage with my students). of course, who can't forget the eileen-rico nuptials in baguio, boho style? we got to experience the super-brrrrr weather and got to see the sights before and after the wedding.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;2008 ended with my first priority in life: my family. i got to spend my christmas and new year's eve with them, and it's always a nice feeling to be back to my roots. reunions were almost held everyday. friends and relatives came over. i came to visit my aunts' place/s outside butuan. and i even got to finish “twilight” and “new moon” in my 12-day vacacion grande. it was a relaxing and fun time indeed.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;it's never indeed late to ask: how's 2008? i think i did have a great year...and looking forward to a much greater 09...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy new year everyone!  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-3655543950904274077?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3655543950904274077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=3655543950904274077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3655543950904274077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3655543950904274077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/01/never-too-late-for-how.html' title='never too late for “how&amp;#39;s &amp;#39;08?” '/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-4588768093441094007</id><published>2009-01-14T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:01:16.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all fine for '09 </title><content type='html'>    	 	 	 	 	 	  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;it took me two weeks well into the new  year to finally pressure myself to do some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;“GOOD” things for '09&lt;/span&gt;...i have to write down my expectations (and/or resolutions maybe?) so i will have to keep reminding myself...  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;for this year, not much expectations really. i've already learned the hard way that too much expectation can just lead to frustration. so i'm setting just some not-so-high standards for myself this year.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;the find-a-bf-quick is still on the list, but maybe not on top this year. making more money is tops, hehehe...no, im not really mukhang pera, but with virtually no savings at all (i'm just a mumunting ma'am now and still sending someone to school), i will have to be more active in adding more to my bank account and pay off my debts. that's a tough one, but hopefully i can get a few “rakets” here and there, then i can definitely pay myself off.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;next on my list is having a healthy lifestyle (i.e. more masustansyang pagkain  and a regular exercise regimen). hmmm, another tough task to do, but a big factor if i really want to lower my bp to a minimum. i think i've watched too much tv and read too much mags about health and wellness that it's about time that i apply what i've learned from the media (just the good things hopefully).  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;keeping in touch and reconnecting with friends, this i have to do too!. i don't think this is hard with the current technology (thanks to facebook, text and im-on-sms).  i think i'm already off to a good start with this. over the christmas break, i met up with my batchmates and old friends, and even some long-lost relatives in the province. just last week, kababayan friends from college days met up for the first time after college grad. i got to see anje (after a decade, i think) and some other UP friends/”barko” mates. we got to reminisce about the good times.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;this year, i vow to have more of those -- the meet-ups, gatherings. hopefully, i can now get to attend our nci reunions with sir jun (yes, the infamous jun lozada who's my former boss). i missed the 2 previous meetings last year because of previous commitments. i also intend not to miss out on birthdays and wedding invitations, and even baptismal invitations which i expect to double  in number this year. i've been known to be the perennial no-show at these events. i've almost lost my best buddy  because of this attitude, so i'm keeping my word to pyke that i'll attend his son's 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; bday this month.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;and yes, i intend to have a life – and enjoy it! single or attached/committed, i've got to enjoy the things that may come my way.   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;everything is oh-so-fine in '09!  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-4588768093441094007?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4588768093441094007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=4588768093441094007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4588768093441094007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4588768093441094007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-fine-for.html' title='all fine for &amp;#39;09 '/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-9217764242841440845</id><published>2008-12-31T04:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T09:59:02.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year That Was</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two oh-oh eight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; happened so fast. It felt like yester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;day that we were counting down to greet 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;January...I met with EGR over coffee in Tiendesitas when she broke the news of her getting engaged to Rico. For the sad news, it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;goodbye forever to Heath Ledger. Damn, I still didn't get that Knight's Tale cd back from someone who borrowed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Feburary..I am officially k-popped addic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;t that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;actually blog about it seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;March.....Got the biggest suprise birthday party ever, thanks to an uber event planner that happened to be my bestfriend. Friends from school, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;barkadas I met after college, friends of friends &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na naging&lt;/span&gt; friends &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko &lt;/span&gt;celebrated the big day with me. Of course, a birthday gift to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;myself is ---a t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;rip to Boracay. Not for some frolicking on the beach but food tasting and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;car buggying up Mt. Luho. Yup, spent bucks just to hit the lamp post near Fairways and Blue Water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/6/photos/65/300x300/12/IMG-0184.JPG?et=+Dij7WmxJzlpi+tmVbrUCw&amp;nmid=86038881" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/65/12"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/65/12"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/65/12"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/65/12"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="2"&gt;Before climbing Mt. Luho&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;April.....I called it summer mush yet it didn't materialize. Although we share the same time zone, it's still a different continent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;We didn't have the ending of A Lot Like Love. Six years was way too long to wait for that ending to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;May.......Live a double gated house in Horseshoe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/65/12"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/65/12"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;nd got to meet Genesis, the queen of Sunset Drive. The pusakal that looks every inch of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;a diva. With a tall gated life, what do people in this enclave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/65/12"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;do in their f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/65/12"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;ree time? I seldom see our neighbors. I actually don't know what they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; look like. I also realized that in all the characters I've seen and read in shows/movies and books, respectively, there is one character that is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;closest to my description of The One. Not Matthew Farre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;ll (for all those J. McNaught's Paradise fans out there) nor Leopold, Duke of York (a Duke? come on!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;but a character named Kang Tae Bong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;June......Shirls got double duties as sonsaengnim in CJ and Ma'am in AMA. And I ended up having dinner with Han Deuk Gu. He slurping kalguksu in a red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;tent while i'm eating kimchi ramyeon. He, i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;nside th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;e small screen while I am infront of the telly. On the sad note, a friend of mine from work left for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;a greener pasture in another ASEAN country. No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; more joyriding and condo screening for helen, alex and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;July......I discovered soft subs to make my drama/movie watching an ease and I acquired a new toy called Gorillapod. F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;or the sake of vanity, I badly needed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;a tripod that can twist and hang upside down just for me to be included in my own photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;August....Beijing Olympics. And I didn't get to see the swimming events and Phelps acquiring those golds. On the bright side, it was Welcome, Coron to besty and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;We weren't able to join Owen's tour and did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; the island hopping on our own but thanks to Owen and PEx, the trip was enjoyable. We assured Owen that we will back for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;a Calauit safari trip wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;en time and budget permit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/88/11"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/10/photos/88/300x300/11/IMG-0114.JPG?et=yqdCVa0bJUhuqwoPmjw3Uw&amp;nmid=111338733" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Siete Pecados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;September.I joined Shirl in her event Le Cabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;et and dressed up as a flapper girl. Darn, I miss dressing up every year (courtesy of George Washington Ball) so I didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;forego the opportunity to be donning a head dress and a 20's inspired dress. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/93/14"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/16/photos/93/300x300/14/IMG-0001.JPG?et=VGjZT8g4HmEkPrQHxLSRKg&amp;nmid=114417883" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Life's a cabaret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;October...A new travel buddy joined our group. April travelled with us to Cebu and Bantayan Island for some R and R. It was fun to tour someone around the island and act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;like you're a native showing her the must visits. It was the start of Worlds Within and I was glued to the monitor every Monday and Tuesday. Blame it on the so real depiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;of relationship of Jioh and Junyoung in the show. The first two episodes gave me sleepless nights, for sure.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVrPdQoKCDAAAGhC96c1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVrPdQoKCDAAAGhC96c1/world2-017.jpg?et=KI1sxJGTZt549L0mN7rabA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A scene in Ep 2: In tune or not? Not the usual sweet moment&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;November..Besty's birthday and her larger than the usual birthday party. It was all Asian and new faces joined the usual circle of partygoers, including my cousins and her new officemates. It was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kantahan &lt;/span&gt;all night at Music Match with Agnes, Rhiz, bday girl, Mel and Wilbert and me after the party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;December..Mr. K is back, thanks to a tip given by a poster here in multiply.Wolfgang had their reunion and I accompanied Shirl and Glen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hanggang&lt;/span&gt; entrance. Witnessed the one of a kind wedding of Eileen and Rico in Baguio (also did some eat-xploring) and Pam and Sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;nnie's special day in Zambo. I'm back to my hometown for the break and doing absolutely nothing...well, some cleaning and baking (once in a while). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/103/42"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/7/photos/103/300x300/42/Picture-003.jpg?et=2RDH+KizZGXqqgIj5J4TFQ&amp;nmid=151985185" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Bell Amphitheater at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;And speaking of baking, I need some cooking to do for tonight's Media Noche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Prospero Año Nuevo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-9217764242841440845?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/9217764242841440845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=9217764242841440845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/9217764242841440845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/9217764242841440845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-that-was.html' title='The Year That Was'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-1737141045476212875</id><published>2008-12-30T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:21:43.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Couch </title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-1737141045476212875?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1737141045476212875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=1737141045476212875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1737141045476212875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1737141045476212875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/couch.html' title='Couch '/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-8576510865118479406</id><published>2008-12-26T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:53:59.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unplanned Christmas Gift </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Not the 120 or above gig portable external hard drive, for sure.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;An unplanned one, actually. Got a very early morning call from Tin, my cousin, informing me of a zero fare sale in Cebu Pacific in any domestic destinations just for Christmas and December 26.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Since my cousins and I planned to have an out of town for so long, this is one great opportunity. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;First plan was to go to Iloilo. uhhmm, sked not possible.&lt;br&gt;Then Cebu. hmm, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pwede.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;What about Dumaguete (to finally see Antulang)? sked still not possible.&lt;br&gt;Well, CDO &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na lang&lt;/span&gt; for some canopy walk and a visit to Camiguin. still not possible.&lt;br&gt;Okey, back to Cebu as point of entry. Check. Very early AM flight to Cebu and be back to Manila early morn on a Tuesday. Double check.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Definitely, Bantayan is not in the agenda. We're making Cebu our point of entry for some R&amp;R in nearby Bohol. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yay! I can't wait for March. Looks like my backpack will be busy again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And how much did the tickets cost? 336.00+ for the six of us [Tin, Che, Tere, moi and adopted cousins Carlo and Shirl).  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dalawang sine lang sa Gateway/Eastwood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy!&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-8576510865118479406?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8576510865118479406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=8576510865118479406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/8576510865118479406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/8576510865118479406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/unplanned-christmas-gift.html' title='Unplanned Christmas Gift '/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-8242584076785108574</id><published>2008-12-26T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T07:14:39.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Groovy Celebration of Lovy</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;What do you get when you got hitched up high on the mountains in boho inspired look, a ceremony filled with “moments,” and a shindig reception like no other? It's definitely a moment to remember!&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;And that was I experienced in Eileen and Rico's church wedding a few days ago. Gone are that too formal and stiff and scripted wedding...no “Ikaw” or “Love Moves” on the background, but Baby I Love Your Way and sax-version of When I Met You. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: italic;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Early Birds&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Shirl and I arrived in Baguio a day before the wedding for a rehearsal but we ended up marching down the aisle 5 times – as ninang, bridesmaid, flowergirl, etc. We even get to hear the band play before anyone else…I tell you, hearing the first notes of Baby I Love Your Way and When I Met You sent shivers down my spine. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wae? &lt;/span&gt;For the reason that these two songs are very close to my heart.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/5/photos/103/300x300/2/IMG-0272.JPG?et=P74mwerKw+bm2UqsoFfb5A&amp;nmid=151985185" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/103/2"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/103/2"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/103/2"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: center;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;The venue without decors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;We got to see the venue for reception in its naked glory. Well, that is without the lights and tables and chairs. Standing in the middle of the amphitheater with one’s eyes closed and a little imagination can take you to a different place – candles that light up the trails, stars that bathe the sky and crisp air to hold you close.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;This will be one heck of a venue, we said.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/103/2"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: italic;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Gusto mo bang sumama?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/103/2"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/103/2"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;No wedding prep pictures, please. But I can't help it. Photos were discretely (kunyari) taken while prepping for D-hour. No pics of the bride by the window looking over the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;puno ng mangga &lt;/span&gt;(or whatever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakikita&lt;/span&gt; over the large window) sa bakuran but shots of her with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pang-kulot...&lt;/span&gt;lining up the young dudes while donning a bathrobe and making &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa-&lt;/span&gt;cute in her wedding gown. No dramatic shots here (err, almost).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/103/23"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/4/photos/103/300x300/23/IMG-0378.JPG?et=7Zp6fZWWF6ZoBcqJ71fSww&amp;nmid=151985185" border="0"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: center;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A touching moment&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;On the way to the chapel, she played what is supposed to be her l&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/103/23"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;ast “single” song. While cruising the way to Scout Barrio, we were singing along with &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Ely “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Masdan mo ang aking mata. 'Di mo ba nakikita? Ako ngayo'y lumilipad at nasa langit na. Gusto mo bang sumama ?” &lt;/span&gt;What a way to say adieu to singledom by inviting everyone to witness her being in cloud nine.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/103/30"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/4/photos/103/300x300/30/IMG-0386.JPG?et=UUVVBJpcX,IoZUdtfSXG1g&amp;nmid=151985185" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: center;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;Singing along with the E-heads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;And then we (Eileen, Janelle, Shirl and I) screamed so loud that Kuya Robert might have suffered temp loss of hearing when we were approaching the driveway of the chapel.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Aside from Vince, Shirl and I being the wedding coordinator's nightmares, everything went well...Well, except that Rico was almost married to an Elle&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;n in&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;stead of Eileen. Good thing, the officiating priest was corrected right on the wedding vows &lt;i&gt;mismo. &lt;/i&gt;We can't help but smile everytime Fr. mentions Ellen. Vince almost had the wedding stop if Fr. didn't stop  uttering the wrong name.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/103/40"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/3/photos/103/300x300/40/IMG-0408.JPG?et=gRdrQLj9d5miFThd31V2mg&amp;nmid=151985185" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: center;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Time to smile ---Fr. got it right!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's Party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Camp John Hay's Bell Amphitheater was transformed to a garden of lights with a dance floor. No speeches or AVP or program but full of happy talks over kegs of beer or happy talks on the bonfire or endless chatter over lechon and garden fresh salad or nonstop &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kwentuhan &lt;/span&gt;over beer (did i already mention beer?).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVQSZwoKCDAAAHw9hLs1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVQSZwoKCDAAAHw9hLs1/Picture-003.jpg?et=H7b8e0RWEXup9GLmfz5ivw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: center;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Bell Amphitheater at night&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;As what the invite said---it was party all night. There was dancing and dancing and dancing. We were not spared from swaying and swinging and wreaking havoc on the dance floor. Who can't say no to 70s and 80s dance tunes? We were indeed children of the late 70s and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dekada otsenta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;The newly weds gave thanks to everyone who witnessed their union. I say, we are so grateful to be part of this groovy celebration of love.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Once again, congrats to Eileen and Rico.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-8242584076785108574?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8242584076785108574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=8242584076785108574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/8242584076785108574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/8242584076785108574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/groovy-celebration-of-lovy.html' title='A Groovy Celebration of Lovy'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-1672233202063536603</id><published>2008-12-18T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:26:33.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ei's W-day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Flashback... mid 2004 over a cup of coffee in C3  in Kalayaan Ave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Kala ko, bibili na ako ng gold shoes for your wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Eileen : I thought ikaw ang ikakasal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Nah. Matagal na kaming break  ni %$^&amp;. Ikaw pala?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Eileen: Wala na kami ni *^@$! nung January pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Oh, wala palang ikakasal this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Then, early this year, I got a text message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Eileen: Sis, I have great news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Really? Ano yun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Eileen: Magkita tayo nina Shirls sa Tiendesitas this Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Okey. Kitakits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;And then, Eileen shared to us the great news. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;How time flies. It was just like yesterday or the day before yesterday that we were the shorts wearing, tsinelas clad Econ students attending an elective Spanish class at 7 in the morning. And now, she is ready to embark in a new journey...a milestone. and I am there to witness it. As early as January...3rd week of December is literally blocked off in my social calendar. That means no party on that week...scheduling a flight to Zambo a bit late (on the 24th!)...everything holds still since I'll be goin up the mountain (we used to joke that she is a mountain girl and I am the island one. [Case in point - Eileen: Me pine trees ba kayo? Me: Bakit? Me tuna at alimango sa inyo?]) for her wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I won't be wearing gold shoes though. My pair is silver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-1672233202063536603?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1672233202063536603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=1672233202063536603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1672233202063536603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1672233202063536603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/ei-w-day.html' title='Ei&amp;#39;s W-day'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-3681002562818837483</id><published>2008-12-12T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:06:52.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks familiar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-3681002562818837483?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3681002562818837483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=3681002562818837483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3681002562818837483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3681002562818837483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/looks-familiar.html' title='Looks familiar?'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-4073529632276242856</id><published>2008-12-11T07:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:11.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wolfgang at twilight</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/2/photos/upload/300x300/SUCZgAoKCDAAACx8rlQ1/IMG-0096.JPG?et=KN%2CfcUwzI%2Bmix1viTgTkHg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the shirts&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;last night was the night for bigtime wolfgang band aids (is this the term penny lane used in almost famous?). a mini reunion for glen and shirl. a pack of wolves gathered in one place for one a night. i saw in the faces of besty and glen that this is the moment they were waiting for...6 years?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i may not be inside the concert "hall" to witness their faces filled with awe and excitement but i can really picture them headbanging and singing along with basti like i used to see them way back a year or so after college.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the only wolfgang-ish thing i did last night was acutally lining up with them while they were picking up those souvenir shirts for sale. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa totoo lang, the razorback shirt way waaaay better&lt;/span&gt;. it must be the cloth. or the style. it was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pang&lt;/span&gt;-independence day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;while i left shirl, glen and ronald to the packs, i had my own adventure...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;with the vampires. the cold ones. (my golly, this is so vampires vs. wolves)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i watched it with my brother with the anticipation that it must be very good.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;unfortunately, it fell short. it was like watching a music video. for some reason. the execution of the book into a movie made me think, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buti na lang, di ko pa natatapos ang libro." &lt;/span&gt;maybe i expected&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;too much in a adult-type of vampire sort of story but ended up watching a vampire version of AWTR(?). just kidding. the way edward was described in the book made me think of  a pale james franco instead of robert pattinson. and bella...kristen stewart looks more like the vampire when she's standing side by side with robert p. i understand her pale-ness but not the dark circles under her eyes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mukhang siya ang hindi natutulog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;good thing i looove robert's delivery of lines. cold and creepy. you don't need to feel his skin to know that he is indeed a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cold one&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;the movie actually reminded me of the other vampire film "the covenant." dark, cold and mtv-ish. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i should have stick with the book, i guess.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-4073529632276242856?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4073529632276242856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=4073529632276242856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4073529632276242856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4073529632276242856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/wolfgang-at-twilight.html' title='wolfgang at twilight'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-581473943102678128</id><published>2008-12-11T06:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:26:23.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a black and rockin' christmas</title><content type='html'>    	 	 	 	 	 	  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-weight: bold;text-align: justify;"&gt;my head still aches. maybe of too much headbanging, of the throbbing and pulsating music of the wolves (soundcheck included!), or not too much sleep of anticipating and thinking of that best gig over and over. ok then, they're all the reasons. but i'm not really complaining.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-weight: bold;text-align: justify;"&gt;la_bella told me to write this blog ASAP. i told her i really don't know where to start. i could start it with some quotable quotes in the concert. one unforgettable one is from razorback's kevin roy: “no, we can't play that song. the gods are listening”. hell yeah, they really are the gods. and a jampacked (well, the venue was not that big) eastwood with black-clad 30-something rockers worshipped them last night. another quote is basti's opening line when they started their set with &lt;i&gt;sanctified: &lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;“6 years  man! let's get the f*** out of here!. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;or his usual lines &lt;i&gt;“this one you guys know”&lt;/i&gt; or even “&lt;i&gt;you guys know manuel right”&lt;/i&gt;?. or the new ones&lt;i&gt; “ako naman!”&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;“pagbigyan nyo na kami”&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“now, let's do something old”. &lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can also start and continue this blog with my own timeline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 pm &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;– arrived at eastwood, surveyed the territory, did some stalking (and even saw basti!), and ate blizzard at DQ and listened to their soundcheck. even the first notes in their soundcheck gave me the chills. my! it's been 14 years since i first saw them with glen (july 18, 1994 at a makati bar, it was  manuel's birthday then). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6pm &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;– had dinner at kfc with glen, ronald and la_bella and talked about the old times (of course!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;around 720pm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; – lined up for the concert. line was not that long, and entrances to the venue were well-organized, so no hassle there. before that, we bought wolfgang t-shirts! i toured glen and ronald at the city walk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;750pm &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;– doing the 10-minute countdown (and starting to feel relaxed eventhough i was all alone in my seat.   &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;font-weight: bold;text-align: justify;"&gt;also, thinking to myself : my future SO should stand rock music and should take me to rock concerts! so i'd be alone no more. 8 pm – black christmas started! 9 pm -  basti and the gang went up the stage. for the next hour or so, the diehard fans (of course, kasama na ako don!) sang with basti and headbanged. no mosh pit here! haaay...grabe! i was so ecstatic! 10 pm – fans shouted “we want more! we want more!” 1015 pm – exited the venue and met up with la_bella who ranted about twilight. post-concert, we spared some time to do some photo ops at eastwood mall and to take some rest at mc cafe with peppermint tea and quiche.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;font-weight: bold;text-align: justify;"&gt;i can also start writing by saying: this concert brought a lot of memories, way back 14 years ago (oh i forgot, i mentioned this already). i can still remember the first time i saw them, with their long hair and cono speak, and of course their songs. thanks to glen, i was introduced to their amazing music. and from then on, oh boy, was i hooked! i remember the number of times we used to “stalk” them. basta, glen and i had  this deepest secret regarding manuel and another with mr. artadi. she made me promise not to mention it in this blog, kaya sige na nga. there were times that dormmates would find me all alone at ilang's moondeck just with my earphones on,  with wolfgang's &lt;i&gt;darkness fell &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;in full volume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; i crammed for exams listening to their music, and for good reason, di ka talaga aantukin when you listen to their songs. there was also a time when we stayed until 2 am at the UP fair, waiting for them, only to be told that they weren't coming. damn!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;font-weight: bold;text-align: justify;"&gt;even nowadays, gasgas na ang acoustica vcd ko since i usually watch it on my not-so-good days. not to mention their other cd's too. to prepare for this anticipated gig, i listened to their cd's and watched their old music videos in youtube.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;font-weight: bold;text-align: justify;"&gt;i guess i can say that wolfgang has been really of my life. a big part. my all-time anthem DF is also my own love song. just go figure.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;font-weight: bold;text-align: justify;"&gt;oops, i guess i'm going off-topic already. but back to black christmas concert. they sang almost all of their songs in their first album – which was a treat especially for me. the highlight/s? there were a lot. one that really stood out was when they sang darkness fell. grabe, kinilibutan ako. i didn't expect it since i got disappointed a lot of times in their past gigs. what a surprise! i almost lost my voice singing along. hay grabe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;font-weight: bold;text-align: justify;"&gt;thanks basti, manuel, mon and francis (who by the way looks a lot like wolf!) - for making  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;font-weight: bold;text-align: justify;"&gt;my christmas not so black and bleak. i still have a hangover from last night, and it will be here for long.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there are a lot of ways to start this blog, but i sure know how to end it : ENCORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-581473943102678128?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/581473943102678128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=581473943102678128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/581473943102678128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/581473943102678128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/black-and-rockin-christmas.html' title='a black and rockin&amp;#39; christmas'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-8921426909901442382</id><published>2008-12-10T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:09:54.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yookgaejang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/ST8WnwoKCDAAAA5ITe81/yookgaejang-image-final.JPG?et=mRcM6WL9q%2B6uxZpxxq7UZg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;(photocredit: trifood.com)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can't get it out of my head. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ever since I've seen the movie adaptation of the manga comic Le Grand Chef, I've been imagining the spicy aroma and melt in your mouth beef of the beef and scallion soup called Yookgaejang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The bean sprouts, large onions, strips of beef, the red hot and spicy soup...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I only tasted it once but the dish is hard to forget. Just think about it, it was the almost last scene of the movie and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bida &lt;/span&gt;was slicing the beef and onions while the red soup was boiling on a claypot and I was thinking...why does the dish look so familiar? When the winner was announced at the end of the movie (the film, btw, is a cross between Top Chef and Iron Chef shows) and the dish was described...it hit me..Yookgaejang, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-8921426909901442382?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8921426909901442382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=8921426909901442382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/8921426909901442382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/8921426909901442382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/yookgaejang.html' title='Yookgaejang'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-4600918365866242788</id><published>2008-12-10T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:19:17.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is the day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh yes, today is THE DAY! I'm way too excited that I even dreamed of them last night playing in a barangay hall (na parang basketball court - it was kinda hazy but i know it was them)...it felt weird but good! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I got hold of my free ticket last Monday. I will be seated at VIP CTR Left Row R, Seat 1. Too bad, my "sponsor" wasn't able to get additional free tickets so I'll be lining up alone...Good thing, Glen and Ronald are just seats away (or so I hope). Haay, di ko kasama si Besty...I'll be meeting up with LaBella before the concert and then, she's off to see Edward and Bella, while I on a date with my guys&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; of whom I had an affair with for the past 15 years... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Can I really do this alone? Well, for the love and passion, yes I can... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;One thing's for sure. the wolves are back! and they're rocking my Christmas tonight...it's not definitely a BLACK CHRISTMAS for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-4600918365866242788?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4600918365866242788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=4600918365866242788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4600918365866242788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4600918365866242788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-day.html' title='this is the day...'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-4739307282492429473</id><published>2008-12-04T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T13:37:23.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supernatural Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/STdsSgoKCDAAAG2ckuk1/0.gif?et=oUD9QrOxM6K6ougX78rDsg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's bye bye time to the Winchester brothers for now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After my trip to Ifugao, meeting high school pals in Serendra and watching the missed episodes fo World Within online, it was time to lock up and turn on all the lights for some scary viewing on the small screen.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Close friends know that I love to scare myself silly by watching scream flicks. Scream 1-3, Ring series, The Eye, The Uninvited (not so scary at all), The Phone, Psycho...heck, even the teen vampire movie The Covenant, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pinatos ko&lt;/span&gt;. Now that horror movies (not that slasher type, btw) are dime a dozen (or wala lang akong makasama manood), I focused my attention to the tv show Supernatural. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't even know how I got into it. Definitely, not the hot brothers Dean and Sam played by Jensen Ackles (Lana's exbf in Smallville) and Jared Padalecki (Rory's sweetheart in Gilmore Girls). Defenitely not their dad played by Jeffrey Dean Morgan (Izzy's fiance in the early season of Grey's Anatomy). It was more of the information you can get about...well, supernatural beings. Why the wreath screams paganism or the white lady always walking and crying or how salt is more powerful than a gun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just finished Season 3. The clock ticked 12 and the hellhounds got Dean. And looks like Sam is still the force to reckon with among the proteges of the devil.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Can't wait for Season 4.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-4739307282492429473?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4739307282492429473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=4739307282492429473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4739307282492429473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4739307282492429473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/supernatural-weekend.html' title='Supernatural Weekend'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-8175035789231981037</id><published>2008-12-02T07:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T17:32:32.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Mr. K</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Mr. Kabab or Mr. K formed a big part of my mid20s. It was the usual hang out place or after school late dinner or pre videoke kainan. In one of my old posts, I mentioned that  mr.k is gone. Thanks to Agnes who brought her friends to Quezon Ave but was greeted with an abandoned establishment. Good thing, someone mentioned that they just transferred in West Ave., just after Starbucks (or  I was just imagining the after Starbucks thing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Since it was really out of the way, no one had confirmed its new location. My friends and I resigned to the fact that mr.k is a mere good memory. We even tried out the one in Eastwood, maybe it can replace mr.k as the Persian kainan in our hearts. Alas, it failed...the mayo garlic did it for that resto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;And then my besty and I decided to explore West Ave. one weekend. Starbucks is just near  New Life/Delta. And so we walk past Starbucks and Kowloon...and lo and behold! There was a big signage in all caps-Mr. Kabab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Shirl,  I think, wanted to jump and shout with fist on the air saying 'yes.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;No more dimly lit kainan or mosaic tiled tables. Gone were the lamps and waiting area. The place is big. Parking is not a prob (sa may mga kotse). No more tin plates and cute lamps.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The menu is still the same. Even some of the waitresses look familiar. My golly, looks like business is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I had my usual order - keema and pita plus biryani rice (me hang over pa sa yummy basmati of  Indian resto Swaggat a week ago. But that's a different rice altogether, they just got the same color) and Shirl had her shawarma on plate. Even the drinks we had were the usual thing- mountain dew and yogurt shake/sweet lassi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;We terribly missed the taste of mr.k's treats.  It brought back memories..the long commutes, the amoy shawarma, rainy nights, long talks, friends who were introduced to mr. K, even meeting exes of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;We were so full after that late lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Amidst the physical changes, I believe that the food retain its flavor. And the trip down in West Ave., will definitely be one the list again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/STYTTwoKCDAAABKy5ck1/IMG-0010.JPG?et=PJdanMWDQ3eE9%2BCGYHH8uw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-8175035789231981037?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8175035789231981037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=8175035789231981037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/8175035789231981037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/8175035789231981037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-to-mr-k.html' title='Back to Mr. K'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-4984797841246821978</id><published>2008-11-21T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T17:13:11.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April's November</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SSZ6cQoKCDAAAFJ8yVU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SSZ6cQoKCDAAAFJ8yVU1/IMG-0093.JPG?et=2cYUJOO62ctT250TySOasA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;April-sshi, got a message from CJM straight from MS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-style: italic;"&gt;saeng-il chukha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;~~~happy birthday, kapatid sa lakaran, kainan at noraebang-an. kombae! nomu! kombae!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-4984797841246821978?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4984797841246821978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=4984797841246821978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4984797841246821978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4984797841246821978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/11/april-november.html' title='April&amp;#39;s November'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-2478930084394434808</id><published>2008-11-19T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T12:35:00.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ewan on "angels and demons"</title><content type='html'>    	&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://adrianne917.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SSOWHgoKCswAAAIO0Hk1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.adrianne917.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SSOWHgoKCswAAAIO0Hk1/angels-ewanx-large.jpg?et=oYfn1PYUS5R%2BM8%2Bx0nhsFg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 	 	 	 	 	recently, i've been under the radar about everything ewan. yes, my ewan of course, hehehe...can't wait to finally see him on “angels and demons”. yes, that much-anticipated movie based on dan brown's book.Si ewan, naka-sutana? bagay kaya? - see for yourself in this pic... -------------&gt;&gt;&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;"&gt;i read that book a few years back, and i think i have to read it again to review some interesting scenes there. according to reports (i've watched part of the trailer on “e.t. weekend”), mr. mcgregor will play  Carlo Ventresca, the faithful servant to the church during the papal conclave in Vatican City. as a sequel to da vinci code, tom hanks reprises his role as robert langdon with newcomer Ayelet Zurer as Vittoria Vetra. personally, i like this book more than davinci code since it's more action-filled and  more controversial - I think! it really is faith under fire. and this challenges our faith in the catholic church.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;"&gt; As  movie producer and director Bryan Grazer says: "The movie examines the conflict between science and God, particularly when faith is tested by violence." &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Interesting storyline. too bad, it will be shown next year pa!... tagal! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-2478930084394434808?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2478930084394434808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=2478930084394434808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2478930084394434808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2478930084394434808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/11/ewan-on-and-demons.html' title='Ewan on &amp;quot;angels and demons&amp;quot;'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-2893836074674530841</id><published>2008-11-17T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T14:48:56.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Christmas</title><content type='html'>    	&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.adrianne917.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SSETXAoKCswAABEJrRo1/wolfgang-grp-pic.jpg?et=aAV44dbS4t26IUIOWlBMGA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 	 	 	 	 	  &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Glen told me the good news last week, and it made me giddy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;finally, a long overdue reunion concert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;too bad, wolf can't join them for this gig but still, it's ¾ of my favorite band. i've been hoping against hope for this, lo and behold, my prayers have been answered, though a month late from my bday. but hey, i'm not complaining at all. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm so looking forward to dec. 10. an early christmas treat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;another icing on the cake – hopefully, i can score free VIP seats for this event. i hope that our eastwood contact can still score some freebies for me, considering that she even got calls from her clients requesting for free tickets to this same concert. &lt;br&gt;wow, they are still famous huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;mari, please get me those tickets. pa-belated bday gift mo na for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;and nah, it's not a black christmas for me at all. &lt;br&gt;it would be a happiest christmas. time to celebrate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wolfgang Returns with Dec 10 Concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;They've been sleeping for 6 years, but now iconic rock band Wolfgang&lt;br&gt;returns with `The Black Christmas Project' concert at the&lt;br&gt;Eastwood City Central Plaza, Libis (near Ortigas Avenue) on Wednesday,&lt;br&gt;December 10th, at 7 p.m.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;The highly anticipated awakening by the band -- widely regarded as the&lt;br&gt;Philippines' definitive `rock gods' -- is presented by No&lt;br&gt;Fear, LevelUp, and Eastwood City, which is expected to reverberate with&lt;br&gt;Wolfgang's signature onslaught of thick ferocious sound.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Precision riffs, emphatic beats, power-drenched vocals, colourful&lt;br&gt;licks, driving ostinatos, occasionally jazz-styled basslines and&lt;br&gt;imaginative breaks merge with razor-sharp interplay in Wolfgang's&lt;br&gt;unique style of American-influenced hard rock, heavy metal, grunge and&lt;br&gt;blues-rock.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Basti Artadi, Manuel Legarda, Mon Legaspi are joined by Francis Aquino&lt;br&gt;at the year's ultimate year-ender.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;The band's ability to infuse everything they do – be it power&lt;br&gt;ballads, progressive rock songs, bluesy tunes or their harder-hitting&lt;br&gt;material – with strong melodic hooks has made it the only Filipino&lt;br&gt;rock act to be released in both the USA and Japan. Wolfgang is also the&lt;br&gt;only Filipino heavy metal act to breach platinum records on home ground&lt;br&gt;and receive more than 20 group and individual awards for creative&lt;br&gt;virtuosity, cementing their reputations as stalwarts of the&lt;br&gt;Philippines' rock Valhalla.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;What can fans expect? Says frontman Basti Artadi, "Expect lots of&lt;br&gt;singing, dancing, drinking and all-around head-banging because it's&lt;br&gt;gonna be a hell of a party!"&lt;/pre&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-2893836074674530841?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2893836074674530841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=2893836074674530841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2893836074674530841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2893836074674530841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/11/black-christmas.html' title='Black Christmas'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-4434213516963170231</id><published>2008-11-13T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:57:48.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of weddings and single blessedness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i have to attend 3 weddings this year. nah, not mine, but of 2 of my dear friends. and yes, another crucial wedding too! not mine again, but my lil bro's.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;nov 29 is the date of the first wedding. it's the wedding of my college roommate in kalayaan, lioda. well, i have no excuse to back out or drop out since i was assigned a crucial role. yikes, di ko talaga matanggihan. i am to be the lector of the wedding ceremony. a tough job to do, i guess. i already have the draft copy of the missalette which left me teary-eyed. i hope i won't cry at the ceremony. the vows are so dramatic and very heartwarming, grabe talaga. i would have loved to list some quotes (especially from the groom, melvin) - but that would be pre-empting their wedding. i haven't even met melvin, but from the vows he personally wrote for liods, i think he's a good man. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;if i had my own way, i won't include our vows in the missalette para mas dramatic. aha, 1 thing to consider on my own wedding.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2 more weeks to go, and i still have to go for that perfect dress. or maybe i have to re-hash my GWBall gown with some minor adjustments (pumayat na ko konti) which is with the champagne-colored wedding theme. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and yes, i have to work double-time with shawn t, billy b, and pia g...hehehe &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;more details on their wedding here: &lt;a href="http://melvinandlioda.weddingannouncer.com/"&gt;http://melvinandlioda.weddingannouncer.com/&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;***&lt;br&gt;dec 20 is eileen's wedding in baguio. this is also what la_bella and i are looking forward to. another dress to look for since we have to wear something bohemian. for this special day, i'm tasked to light the candle. i have to practice lighting one na di namamatay. tough job too! si la_bella naman, cord daw...well, we're hoping we have some cute partners...hehehe... eileen and rico make a great couple. i met rico a couple of times already, and he's a cool and very personable guy. rico is a fan of our indian feast, so pasado na rin sya with eileen's friends...hehehe..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and their dogs - chili and pepper - are so cute too! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*** &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;unfortunately, i can't be there for the wedding of my lil bro nonoy (irving jr) on dec 18. kasi ba naman alanganin sinet! and nagtampo konti si manang ging -ging since i wasn't first consulted kung pwede ako for the said wedding. hay naku! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i was just been told that there 25 sets of ninongs and ninangs. grabe! weddings in the provinces are really different from here in manila. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;if i have my way, pag ako naman, i will have less than 6 sets of ninongs and ninangs lang....i would have to choose kung sinu-sino kaya... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;single blessedness in the title? yes! who knows? i might be destined for single blessedness for life...that, we don't really know! bahala na si lord...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-4434213516963170231?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4434213516963170231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=4434213516963170231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4434213516963170231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4434213516963170231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/11/of-weddings-and-single-blessedness.html' title='of weddings and single blessedness'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-4455573134610097254</id><published>2008-11-13T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:18:46.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd sem stories...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;first week high. &lt;/span&gt;i survived the first 4 days of class. actually, i went back to school last week since i also volunteered in helping out with the enrollment period. the pressure of getting more students is upon all of us - so naghahabol pa rin kami ng enrollees now. i feel bad for some of my students who couldn't enroll because they don't have the money to do so. i also feel bad for those who have the money, pero tinatamad namang mag-aral.  haayyy....ang mga kids nga naman. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;compared to the 20+ hours of classes per week which i handled last semester, i now have 15 hours of teaching. i miss some of my students from the other sections na wala na akong class sa kanila. the management has other plans for me, i guess. well, more admin work (as education coordinator/acad head, as per my appointment) and more "student affairs" responsibilities on the side. so i will be seeing some of my old students outside the classes, and more on their extra-curricular activities. nah, don't ask for a blowout kasi wala namang increase eh, hehehe...being a teacher is really more of a passion, and not a "money-earning" career.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i now have 6 to 9 pm class every tuesday for commski 2. di ako sanay to handle night classes, but i fought for this class since this is just my 1 and only GE subject. you wonder what i'm teaching now? i teach Advanced Office Applications with lab (i need to brush up on my MS Office skills), NSTP2 (not really a problem for me, since it's more of community welfare and social mobilization), Personality Development (well, this is another one interesting subject which I'm looking forward to). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;my old students from commski1 are planning to transfer to my commski2 class. na-miss daw nila ako. and even my other students...it's so heartwarming to know that my students love me (or baka bola lang din) and even miss my teaching. some of them even call me Headmaster Fajarito...heheh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;terror daw ako, sabi ng iba. well, pang-sindak ko lang sa kanila. as one of my students introduced me to the new batch, he told them "ma'am shirly is the kindest teacher, the best 'yan!. we're so lucky to have her as a teacher..." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;that, and all the other sweet things said and done, is all the more reason i want to stay in this job...i think i finally found my calling...at last! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-4455573134610097254?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4455573134610097254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=4455573134610097254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4455573134610097254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4455573134610097254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/11/2nd-sem-stories.html' title='2nd sem stories...'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-2666918426575201441</id><published>2008-11-10T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:28:17.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;I started composing what I would blog about during a stop at the intersection of Katips/White Plains and C5 this morning but too many thoughts started pouring in (like getting late for the flag raising perhaps?) that I decided to re-imagine what I'll write about prolly tomorrow. (Yeah, I imagine what my blog looks like first before actually writing it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;On top of my head right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Shirl's all asian last saturday was different. New faces, old faces, not so new nor old faces. Our place was pretty jampacked around 730ish but who cares? Instead of reminiscing what happened during the last gathering of the usual suspects (which was my birthday), it was more of getting to know each other among the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;bisitas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;With the absence of magic sing, the Ploning group (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;wala pa akong maisip na name for our group composed of Rhiz, Agnes, Shirl and I. Basta ,we watched Ploning together and actually got teary eyed in different parts of the movie.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;plus Mel and Bert decided to continue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;the fun at Music Match. Actually, pre-MM was not that actually fun when you are watching Disturbia and listening to a sob love story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Tonight's Episode 5 of Worlds Within. Just when I thought I see a large part of my story in the series, the similarities ended in Ep. 2 (Thank goodness!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Dapat talagang isingit ito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;I just love Monday and Tuesday! hehehe Soompi gets flooded with all the posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;I was able to DL Baby and Me and still waiting for the subs for The Good, The Bad and The Weird. A post-birthday gift for SF. But then, she already knows that raw files of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;nom nom nom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;is already available. Unless, she wants to sit through the movie withough understanding anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;I got to be uber serious with Shawn T and Nicole just in time for the weddings I'll be attending during the holidays (too bad, not my wedding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;pa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Mas pressured si Shirl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;since end of November she'll be attending one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;na! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Trying to familiarize the song La La La Love Song. I thought it was all hangul with some English words. Oops, I should have listened carefully since the lyrics is actually in ...English. Not English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;ee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-2666918426575201441?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2666918426575201441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=2666918426575201441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2666918426575201441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2666918426575201441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/11/short-stop.html' title='Short Stop'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-6168566418341507636</id><published>2008-11-08T05:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:37:39.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bday ko na talaga! </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My birthday is most special today because of your greetings. Today, I feel so loved because I know that there are a lot of people who love me - and show that they really do. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;hay, lampas na talaga ako sa calendar...pero pwede pa sa lotto..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;to my ka-barkada, college friends, high school friends, former colleagues, former alaga's at AAP, my students, and to everyone - and especially my BFF LaBella (and for those who plan to greet me the last-minute) - KAMSAHAMNIDA! THANK YOU SO MUCH.SALAMAT KAAYO. MERCI BEAUCOUP. GRACIAS! MARAMING SALAMAT!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For those who forgot, or ooops, still think that my bday was last Sept08, you still have 14 hours to do so...:-D (dapat me gift ng kasama un)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Shirly&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-6168566418341507636?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/6168566418341507636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=6168566418341507636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/6168566418341507636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/6168566418341507636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/11/bday-ko-na-talaga.html' title='bday ko na talaga! '/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-7670530054991506480</id><published>2008-11-07T06:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T13:06:35.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aTe,mAnaNg,uNNie... saeng il chukha hamnida!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i am posting this in advance since i will be uber busy prepping for the all-asian bday party of shirly tomorrow.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If I were Paris Hilton, she is definitely my &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-weight: bold;"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;If I were Ewan Mcgregor, she is my &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;comrade Charlie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(L&lt;/span&gt;ong Way Round/Down, anyone?).&lt;br&gt;If I were Stitch, she is definitely ohana &lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(255, 153, 255);text-decoration: underline;font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lilo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She is manang to her lil big bros; ate to almost everyone who stayed in Ilang from 1996-1998; and noona to almost all her chingu students. For me, she is always &lt;font style="font-family: comic sans ms;" size="5"&gt;Girl,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family: courier new,courier;"&gt;Besty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;font style="font-family: Verdana;color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" size="3"&gt;Omma&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;(since her other friends already call her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanay, mamu &lt;/span&gt;and mommy).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But aside from the family ties that one can associate with Ging-ging, she has other faces that one can get glimpse from time to time...&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Before she became famous for her yummy goodies, she is first and foremost a&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt; foodie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.  From the spices of thali to the sweets of lassi, from the acquired taste of jjajangmyun to the crave-able texture of kimchi, from meaty shawarma to beefy keema...she can go all-am 4th of july pies and corndogs or all-seafood special in kinilaw and inihaw. There will never be a dull moment with her when going food tripping. You're really into a real trip. Forget pasta, pizza and iced tea unless you're eating savarese in piadina.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SRPE6AoKCDAAAFOsDck1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRPE6AoKCDAAAFOsDck1/foodtripper.jpg?et=hickcTtNFHK5nocR%2B4z5dw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SRPE6AoKCDAAAFOsDck1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Besty can pull an all-nighter as long as there is a videoke in the house. We used to frequent Music Match and Time Zone just to have that "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gusto kong kumanta&lt;/span&gt;" fix. I think that people in MM already recognize us since we frequent the noraebang almost every Thursday night during her AAP days with Agnes (and we do have that frequent visitor card to boot!). Her proudest 100 moment? Britney's Sometimes. You gotta hear her to believe. Shirl is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-weight: bold;"&gt;Britney&lt;/span&gt; meets &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Beatles&lt;/span&gt; meets &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;PCD&lt;/span&gt; meets &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Mandy Moore&lt;/span&gt; (the ultimate!). Of course, who can forget "A Friend of Mine"?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SRPE6AoKCDAAAFOsDck1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SRPFoAoKCDAAAGINa9w1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRPFoAoKCDAAAGINa9w1/singer.jpg?et=T3gyYsjylQVNLwO%2CTo1jBA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AIM - Ayaw Iwan ang Mic&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;She may have  said adieu to the development world for a year but she still rhas that soft spot for kids.  From being Ma'am Shirly in AAP that turned Ate Shirly to her AAP alagas, she is now  &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ma'am/Miss Shirly&lt;/span&gt; to her AMA kids to Ate Shirly to the children at the orphanage.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SROxdgoKCDAAAGk9VRE1/group.jpg?et=hNbw2t2GaNbzKjHVSAMclA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Shirl with her alagas - AAP peeps to kids @ the orphanage&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Her worldly tastebuds, videoke staples and unending love for kids in need...she is one of a kind. She has this bottomless sort of energy that heaven knows where she got.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But at this time of the year, sit back &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at relax&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ka muna, &lt;/span&gt;girl.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And imagine wu-seong singing this song...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: courier new,courier;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;saeng-il chuk-ha hamnida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: courier new,courier;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: courier new,courier;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sarang ha-nun shirly-sshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;font-family: courier new,courier;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: courier new,courier;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;saeng-il chuk-ha hamnida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;happy birthday, besty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-7670530054991506480?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7670530054991506480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=7670530054991506480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/7670530054991506480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/7670530054991506480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/11/atemanangunnie-saeng-il-chukha-hamnida.html' title='aTe,mAnaNg,uNNie... saeng il chukha hamnida!'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-4612379328025862589</id><published>2008-11-03T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:14:53.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>easy and thoughtless</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;...were the words uttered by character A to character B. this could have been an ordinary show until the relationship between characters and the ir exchanges became apparent that made me say...OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i texted my besty immediately and informed her what i discovered. it's so familiar but kpop style. i had empathized with a number of characters - dalja (dalja's spring), hee-jin (MLSS) and even yejin's role in the classic but i never imagined that i can fully identify myself with characters A and B on what they are going through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;for the first time, i felt a certain kind of sadness. not the type that you  burst into tears. but the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hay....&lt;/span&gt;" type &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabay&lt;/span&gt; "how sad...." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i hope that there'll be a 180 degrees turn in the plot. i'll have that uneasy feeling if the story would go on something so familiar. but then, it is still in its 4th episode.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;no wonder it's first title was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a world they live in&lt;/span&gt;. it's actually the world we are living in.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-4612379328025862589?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4612379328025862589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=4612379328025862589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4612379328025862589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4612379328025862589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/11/easy-and-thoughtless.html' title='easy and thoughtless'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-6817784219495763327</id><published>2008-11-03T05:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:37:46.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bday blues...</title><content type='html'>    	 	 	 	 	 	oh, i'm getting old already, as in really old. those so-called birthday blues are haunting me again...   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;i hate birthdays, especially my own. in less than a week's time, my age is officially out of the calendar days (kumbaga, lampas na talaga sa kalendaryo...me lotto pa naman)...we all know what it means. more pressure from everybody to, well, you know, find that elusive guy, get married quick, have a family of my own, and start having a life! as for me, i'm pressuring myself to have bigger accomplishments, do better things, learn from past mistakes, leave a good impact on other people's lives, and yes, well, find Mr. Right. in all my past 11 bdays (yes, i've been meaning to find Mr. right since i was 20), all i've been wishing is for THAT GUY.     &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;lo and behold, THAT GUY didn't even come close.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;wrong choices, bad timing,bad move, just friends, more important priorities. all these were just but excuses. some guys were there, but those guys (well, na gusto ko) weren't always there. some things were really not meant to happen, and not meant to be. but hey, this is the last time, you're going to hear me complain about this.   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;sometimes, i think to myself, “maybe i'm destined for single blessedness, and just be a full-time inspiration / guide to my students/wards. who knows, baka nga, ganon na! god only knows what my future brings.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;i'm blabbing too much already....maybe it's the hormones talking...darn, i AM really old...&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-6817784219495763327?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/6817784219495763327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=6817784219495763327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/6817784219495763327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/6817784219495763327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/11/bday-blues.html' title='bday blues...'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-6767109026545715012</id><published>2008-11-03T05:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:34:50.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beach, booze, and chibog in bantayan...</title><content type='html'> &lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;   	 	 	 	 	 	  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="2"&gt;it's been more than a week away since we set foot in bantayan for the third time around. this time, we had newbie april, a former co-teacher in my part-time work. young and still a “virgin” with the ways of the world, i.e. lakwatsa, she's actually learning the ropes very fast. in fairness, wala ding pag-iinarte or anything, so she's an a-ok travel buddy. we're actually planning another trip somewhere in the visayas for the v-day next year. how about that for an enthusiastic “protege”? :-D &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;bantayan has been close to my heart for 3 years now. parang tradition na rin namin na pumunta don during the off-peak season. this year, we were lucky because it didn't rain on our vacation. swerte ata si april...  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;on the first day, we went to our usual destination – the bantayan town proper to pay respects to the oldest church and do some shopping in their palengke. and then off to swimming at sta fe beach club (both sa pool and the man-made cave) and sugar beach (our first!). in the evening, we had an early happy hour – and our “bunso” got drunk! heheh...a baptism of fire with screwdriver and rum/coke...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;the second day was our sunbathing/swimming/snorkelling to death with our island-hopping in virgin island. we even had our baon of fried fish (very fresh, but forgot the name of the isda) and garlic shrimps cooked by a friendly manang in one of the carenderias there. for less than P300, we had a feast! and oh! we even managed to squeeze in some videoke time...it was still 7 AM that time! can you believe it?!!! hehehe...  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i was the designated treasurer, and labella &amp; april were thankful that we still have some money to spare for a sumptuous seafood buffet dinner at marisquera portuguese resto. well, we were impressed with the owner's CS ability since he directed us to sta fe beach club when he overheard us asking where to buy ice cream! ice cream was nowhere to be found in bantayan...oh, back to the dinner, we had inihaw na squid and porkchops, kilawin (my fave!),     &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;crabs, shrimps, hay grabe...we were bloated after dinner. i had to down everything with a bottle of san mig light...yum!  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;the last day of the vacation was – and is always – the hardest part. we didn't want this bakasyon grande to end! we still had around 3 to 4 hours before we checked in, so we did some last-minute swimming in kota beach (the resort where we stayed in our last 2 escapades). it was also market day so we were able to see the busy morning unfold before us. for lunch, we had paluto. i negotiated with manang to prepare kilawin (again!) and tinolang isda (a dish i'd boycott when i'm in butuan) for our last lunch in bantayan...for less then P300 again, it was quite a feast. i think we just got lucky with our food...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;since our flight back to manila was scheduled at 9 pm, we had time to spare to do some shopping at SM (where else? henry sy should give us a loyalty award). after a grueling 4.5 hour-trip back to cebu city, we had to settle for an airconditioned place, had ice cream, did some pasalubong shopping and window-shoppping. dinner consisted of rice, pinakbet and CNT lechon – authentic cebu lechon! oops, had to watch out for my bp though. luckily for me, i didn't feel anything funny after our dinner. sadly though, we didn't have enough time to visit other places in the city proper since we had to rush to the airport to catch our flight – only to discover that it was delayed. arrrgh!  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;for our next time (yes, di ako magsasawa sa bantayan!), we will definitely stay in marlin's again. though the seaside view is not that good compared to kota, the room is more okay and water is not that scarce. and ooh...the lounge chairs. i could just sit on one of those for hours, and just let the time pass me by...(and do some emoting on the side, and think of someone/something)...  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;it was indeed a memorable vacation, and we still had our firsts on our third time around in that irresistibly beautiful island in the south.  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-6767109026545715012?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/6767109026545715012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=6767109026545715012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/6767109026545715012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/6767109026545715012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/11/beach-booze-and-chibog-in-bantayan.html' title='beach, booze, and chibog in bantayan...'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-246667525817265343</id><published>2008-10-31T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:01:00.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim with Stars. Feel the Burn</title><content type='html'>            &lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after the mandatory visits to sta. fe beach club and ogtong cave and sts. peter and paul church in bantayan town, shirl, april and i took a dip in sugar beach.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQ6erAoKCDAAADE@cr81"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQ6erAoKCDAAADE@cr81/Bantayan-town.jpg?et=5KDyH9fXOAZkoFoefBYIBg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQ6erAoKCDAAADE@cr81"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;town proper&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/20/photos/97/300x300/11/IMG-0125.JPG?et=ZS8LrIm18O3+Xo65O+HyYQ&amp;nmid=125918122" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQ6erAoKCDAAADE@cr81"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;jump with so much gusto &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;the resort's name is corny but it lived up to its name - sugar fine sand that can rival boracay's. at the time of our visit, we were the only beachgoers. we got the whole stretch of fine sand beach for ourselves!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;virgin island or siloon is. is not that virgin anymore. gone was the rubber tire &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duyan&lt;/span&gt; on the talisay tree and the place actually has a cr! unless we didn't notice it the first time around.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQ6gWAoKCDAAAG5LS-o1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQ6gWAoKCDAAAG5LS-o1/IMG-0261.JPG?et=oC6zPthE2I7%2CC2qsl46ymg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;starfish heaven&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we swam and sun baked and snorkelled like there's no tomorrow. and of course, the usual photo ops with the crystal blue sea as background. too bad that i forgot to recharge by dc's battery. i was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;low bat &lt;/span&gt;in an hour's time.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;we hit a jackpot when a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manang tindera&lt;/span&gt; sold us shrimps for 150 a kilo at the market. we bought half a kilo and had the manang in the carinderia cook it at 5O pesos(!).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the highlight of our trip to the island is not the shrimps for lunch or the usual photo ops but the numerous star fish on the side of our swimming area. &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;not just  1 or 5 bu&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t more than a dozen. there were versions of patrick in red,&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pink, orange and brown. we even gathered some starfish egg shells &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(eggshells nga ba yun?) &lt;/span&gt;that were so thin they easily break when not handled with care. we tried to gathered as many as we &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;can but we only got 3 in the end since some were heavily damaged. how did we know that those were starfish shells? There was a figure of a starfish on the shell itself. it was so cool that we donated the 3 shells to marlin's reception display! (i hope &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;andun pa sila &lt;/span&gt;when we get back next time)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/8/photos/99/300x300/1/IMG-0003.JPG?et=3HopdnkByEQDZcHFPiYoCg&amp;nmid=127077003" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/99/1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/99/1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;marlin's, we observed, doesn't have a proper swimming area. unlike the long stretch of sand bar in the past, they elevated their lounging area and had steps going to the beach. if you're lounging, it's pretty cool with a breakwater reminiscent of rt lim blvd (in home sweet zambo) or the famous one in dumaguete or even the one near fort san pedro (in iloilo). for us, though, we had to jump over the nearby resort for some swimming.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/99/1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;kota beach is still the best place to take a dip for its fine sand and even sea floor. the morning we enjoyed the water at kota, it was still high tide but it was fun wading on our own version of a giant pool. (note: the water here is too salty for some reason)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/99/1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/99/20"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/7/photos/99/300x300/20/IMG-0066.JPG?et=qUHjgZWZBEtRnmMRmWUeEg&amp;nmid=127077003" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;with our exposures to sand and sun even with tons of sunblock, we wonder no more for the burn we feel. not the shawn t/billy blanks burn but the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hapdi &lt;/span&gt;all over our backs and arms kind.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/99/29"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/5/photos/99/300x300/29/IMG-0107.JPG?et=26mgKK4dwLDm,8O3llB9Zw&amp;nmid=127077003" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the "after" photo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;no worries, though...it was all worth it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-246667525817265343?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/246667525817265343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=246667525817265343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/246667525817265343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/246667525817265343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/10/swim-with-stars-feel-burn.html' title='Swim with Stars. Feel the Burn'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-5989405377266188032</id><published>2008-10-29T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:30:44.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worlds Within</title><content type='html'>  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;Omo...omo...omo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQfXwAoKCDAAAA--P241"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQfXwAoKCDAAAA--P241/ww.jpg?et=oYdmsbcG3hFhAHJZijmgdQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQfXwAoKCDAAAA--P241"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;This is it! The moment I've been waiting for since late summer. Although I'll be able to see it on TV on December 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;pa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;there are kind looneys and SHKers that posted recaps and DL links of the first two episodes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;Yay!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;I've seen parts of Ep.1 (with English subs!)  and I am not complaining...except for some HB's facial expressions so reminiscent of Samshik. No Han Deuk-Gu look here. Gone is the Jessie character of Hye-kyo, for sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;Buti na lang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQfXwAoKCDAAAA--P241"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;" href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQfX-AoKCDAAABhHYE01"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQfX-AoKCDAAABhHYE01/world1-086.jpg?et=PdMFH5Mu8ncPVCCYXROS3A&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;Indie feel. Reality-tv type shots. Goodlooking cast. Quotable quotes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;Asssa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-5989405377266188032?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5989405377266188032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=5989405377266188032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5989405377266188032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5989405377266188032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/10/worlds-within.html' title='Worlds Within'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-227658046966347079</id><published>2008-10-27T07:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:19:53.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bantayan, take 3!</title><content type='html'>                      &lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;font-weight: bold;" size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ms mincho,mincho;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;hat I like about Bantayan Island is the barrio-ti&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;c and rustic feel the place offers aside from the clear blue waters and white sand. Of course, there is a slew of tourists from the mainland but visitors here are mostly Caucasians and the usual singkits and sakangs. It is amazing that the island has maintained the barrio charm amidst t&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he imported visitors.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 328px;height: 245px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQU-WgoKCDAAACBA3mI1/IMG-0091.JPG?et=CC1bBq%2B2uMUz3Jk7LlU4XQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the past 3 years, Shirl and I visited the place. The first time I  saw a pic of Kota beach from a friend, I immediately fell in love with the view. With that in mind and some notes on how to get there, besty and I embarked on a journey that will start the annual visit to the island.&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The following year, we brought along Rhiza. Like us, she loved everything the island offered, including the grilled Cebu chorizo on the side street and the Virgin Island.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;This time around, it's newbie April getting introduced to the beauty of bantayan.&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;Our trip started with a 2am tambay at the new NAIA termi&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nal. Aside fr&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;om the checking-in liquids brouhaha, we were able to board the plane at 4 am and left for Cebu at 430.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 271px;height: 202px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQU7KgoKCDAAAAFcD8c1/IMG-0013.JPG?et=ypJoAOZNOHFpof0BrAyJuQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;sleeping beauties&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;We had breakfast at McDo in Fuente Osmeña. Why at Fuente? We just want to be in the middle of uptown and downtown Cebu for our first meal in the province. Well, not really. It's actually the only McDo place we are &lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;familiar with.&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;We took the ordinary Ceres bus going to San Remigio. Welcome to the provincial bus trip! Two stops lang daw and the unavailability of a/c bus til 11am made us decide to jump in.&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The trip was uneventful. After passing several cities and small town,s the three of us fell asleep and just woke up when we were approaching the long and winding road on the way to Bogo City.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We were at the San Remigio port (&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;most northern part of Ce&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bu province)&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by 10am just in time for the 1030 ferry to Sta. Fe, Bantayan. What's great about the ferry ride was the free tickets. What's not so great about it was the hour and a half trip. i dunno what happened to the 30-minute trip with fast craft.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 308px;height: 229px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQU6jQoKCDAAAGxNrZw1/IMG-0039.JPG?et=Zdowo2gCC%2BuZx8u9JAZqqA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sta. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Fe pier&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our new home for three days is the German-owned Marlin's. We've stayed in Kota for the last trips and we made a good decision of trying out Marlin's. Main reasons? No water shortage and new rooms.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQU1GQoKCDAAADFZIiY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;***&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;first order of the day was lunch.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There was a carinderia near Mama Tita's bakery. We grabbed a seat and had humba and hipon okoy and 35 pesos steamed little crabs arranged as a necklace.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;yumyum...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let the real vacation begin!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;            &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-227658046966347079?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/227658046966347079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=227658046966347079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/227658046966347079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/227658046966347079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/10/bantayan-take-3.html' title='Bantayan, take 3!'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-603943565432305351</id><published>2008-10-23T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T11:41:10.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Bantayan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;All is set for the 4 AM flight tomorrow. Shirl and I decided not to sleep tonight and just wait for April who'll be  coming from her teaching job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Mahirap na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;We even packed our things as early as Tuesday night with the fear of us getting too stress and oversleep. Think trip to Boracay last March! We tried to cram all the beach essentials in our respective backpacks since we bought the Go-lite fares. Yup, we've gone light travelling to the land of otaps and danggits (we'll just cram the dried pusits  and danggits with our wet swimsuits then...hehehe). Syempre, it's a different story if we are talking about Davao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Our DIY itinerary tells us that we'll be in Cebu by 6AM. Go to Cebu North Terminal for the 3-hr bus ride to Hagnaya port and proceed to the Fast Craft for the 1.5-hr ferry ride to the island. We'll be in Bantayan before lunch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;We've been to the island twice for the last two years but since we got a newbie with us, we'll take her to the usual route - Bantayan Church, Virgin Island,  Sta. Fe Beach Club and Ogtong Cave and go resort hopping! We'll be trying out new things like going to Madridejos (the farthest point of the island) and Sugar Beach (yeah, never been there). We'll see where our budget can take us around the island for 2.5 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;It would be great if we can go to Casa Gorordo but with the sked we have --- raincheck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;na naman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;for the old house turned museum. We'll have April kiss the cross of Magellan in downtown Cebu and walk the streets going to Fort San Pedro plus hoard lots of ethnic materials (carabao horns, anyone?) for bracelets along the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Instead of NeoNeo, we'll try out STK in Mactan. I'm salivating for fresh seafood after a bitin talaba fest in Iloilo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Now, I am getting hungry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-603943565432305351?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/603943565432305351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=603943565432305351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/603943565432305351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/603943565432305351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-bantayan.html' title='Back to the Bantayan'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-8294365853897859718</id><published>2008-10-21T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T13:17:33.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oct 13 notes</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; I still don't have much luck when it comes to travel. I am here at the airport waiting for my colleague and my ticket when the windy pm turned into windy and rainy afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Looks like it really doesn't matter if my trip is official or for r and r,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; talagang uulanin ako&lt;/span&gt;. Just like last week, I was in UPLB for a training and when we reached forestry, the rain poured. Not just the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taliti&lt;/span&gt; type but big time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ulan&lt;/span&gt;. So much for walking along the campus every morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;And now, I am off to Iloilo. I hope that it isn't raining like crazy there. But I did bring the essentials - payong and rubber sandals and uber old shoes for the field work. It's okey to sacrifice this old puma than bringing along a fave adidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The last time I was there, the city was flooded (way before typhoon Frank) and there was an oil spill off Guimaras. Yes, I do have fond memories during my stay in the city but that event really started the running joke that when I travel, it rains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm here stuck in traffic. Just one town after Sta. Barbara. I was about to comment that the airport's new location is way better than the one near SM Iloilo since it is far from the madding crowd. It is far but looks like traffc is still within striking distance. I dunno how near we are to SM City Iloilo or what time well arrive in the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I texted Shirly that I felt I was in Incheon (province where SoKor's airport is located) rather than in Iloilo. Reason? Manhi chingu-ya! There are many Koreans here...from NAIA to the plane to Iloilo airport. Also, aside from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mabuhay&lt;/span&gt; notice you hear in v.o. inside the plane, there is an a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nyeong haseyo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kulang na lang&lt;/span&gt; Hangul characters on the Ph map instead the Jap characters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Too bad, no qt chingus in sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I read about this kaya toast restaurant in Naia. I don't even remember its name but when we passed by the stall, I knew that it was the one. I never tasted kaya-A Singaporean jam since I always imagine it as something like our local version of coco jam. Well, it tasted like one except that it has a better consistency and not too sweet. The name of the stall is Ya Kun and it serves different combi of kaya toasts. With butter, sugar, cheese etc. I had the cheese toast with kaya and a cup of coffee c- with evap. The coffee was not that strong brewed type and it has an aftertaste...from evap, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malamang. &lt;/span&gt;I was looking for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sipa&lt;/span&gt; of the kape but it was too subtle that you might not notice it. It reminded me of chai milk and stretched tea famous in that side of  SE Asia. For a toast, it was expensive. But if you want something different, it's worth every per diem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;I am writing this blog through my phone and believe me, it is a bit difficulty with the little keypads (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kahit nakaQWERTY pa)&lt;/span&gt;. To kill time, I do make notes that turned into blog entries of blah-blah-blah of my life. And this is some blabbing I made for this day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-8294365853897859718?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8294365853897859718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=8294365853897859718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/8294365853897859718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/8294365853897859718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/10/oct-13-notes.html' title='oct 13 notes'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-2806488144144702861</id><published>2008-10-13T06:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T10:12:19.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guerilla Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="garamond, adobe garamond" color="#660000"&gt;After a long wait, Bin is finally featured in the famous"Walk" segment. I've seen a couple of celebrities doing that thing and except for Song Il-Kook (of Jumong fame) and SNSD (girl group Girl's Generation) where fans literally blocked the streets, only a few celebrities were greeted warmly by the common &lt;em&gt;tao. &lt;/em&gt;Just imagine if superstar BYJ is the one being interviewed. Back to Bin, he's grown to be such a hot &lt;em&gt;kurigo. &lt;/em&gt;I can't wait to be back home in a week's time so that I can catch the English-subbed version of Entertainment Relay in KBS World channel. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="garamond, adobe garamond" color="#660000"&gt;The link for the Guerilla Date interview to the uninitiated - click &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://flvs.daum.net/flvPlayerOut.swf?flvPlayerType=dcinside&amp;vid=Tu0aUHq1_gE$&amp;ref=www.soompi.com"&gt;&lt;font face="garamond, adobe garamond" color="#333300"&gt;here.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-2806488144144702861?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2806488144144702861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=2806488144144702861&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2806488144144702861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2806488144144702861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/10/guerilla-date.html' title='Guerilla Date'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-329548670241533616</id><published>2008-10-06T05:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T09:11:46.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siok, RL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Boy wonder no more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;More of a big daddy now...&lt;br&gt;Hope you have a grand time today...&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;what more can i say? &lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" size="6"&gt;happy birthday!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ikain mo na lang kami ng fish head curry at chili crab and we'll drink colt45 for you here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-329548670241533616?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/329548670241533616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=329548670241533616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/329548670241533616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/329548670241533616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/10/siok-rl.html' title='Siok, RL!'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-4876922112137983010</id><published>2008-10-03T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T08:56:09.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Kims @ PIFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SOVq2QoKCDAAABYu4DQ1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SOVr3QoKCDAAACxKKdE1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#660000"&gt;that's Pusan International Film Festival...&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#660000"&gt;Lo and behold! The two Kims graced the opening ceremony. Guess who smiled brightly and who pursed his lips...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOVsCQoKCDAAACxQL9M1/94414379ap6.jpg?et=Qoz5TL%2BA5uDZslqqn1eCbQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="garamond, adobe garamond" color="#660000" size="2"&gt;(KTP and Lee Bo Young for the film I am Happy that'll be premiering at PIFF)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOVr7goKCDAAACwsIF41/piffop-raewon-eunjung1.jpg?et=irVUSmn14hl0w0of%2CJG%2CHg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="garamond, adobe garamond" color="#660000" size="2"&gt;(KRW - endorser of PIFF's major sponsor - L'oreal)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-4876922112137983010?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4876922112137983010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=4876922112137983010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4876922112137983010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4876922112137983010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/10/two-kims-piff.html' title='Two Kims @ PIFF'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-4344597395262124225</id><published>2008-09-25T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T09:09:41.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seung-il chukha, tae pyung</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#660000"&gt;&lt;font face="garamond, adobe garamond" size="6"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;nstead of a long entry, i decided to make a simple wallie...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#660000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SNrkCgoKCDAAAFauRG01"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SNrkCgoKCDAAAFauRG01/for-hbbday.jpg?et=6ekoHTUxqTCVQ1UqWRGHEQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;font color="#990000"&gt;      &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#990000"&gt;(l-r : as jin hun in kim samsoon, jae kyung in MFL, taewoong/deuk gu in snow queen, ad for outback steakhouse, print ad for bon and a spread for esquire)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#660000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#660000"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;HBD, HB!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-4344597395262124225?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4344597395262124225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=4344597395262124225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4344597395262124225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4344597395262124225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/seung-il-chukha-tae-pyung.html' title='Seung-il chukha, tae pyung'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-765837252174981759</id><published>2008-09-24T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:31:05.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>telly story</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff;" face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#660000"&gt;i think i watch too much tv. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff;" face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#660000"&gt;not the channel surfing kind but the more of staring at the small screen even in between commercial breaks. and i blame these shows:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff;" face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#660000"&gt;survivor philippines:thailand...don't you just love the pinoy style surbaybor?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff;" face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#660000"&gt;the amazing race asia : season 3 ... bimbo deluxe to the max. i cheer  bernie and henry from my. team ph is...well, i miss the antics of marc and rovilson last season.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff;" face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#660000"&gt;ellen, season 6 : i only watch the news between breaks of this show. and i am still waiting for the moment that george clooney will eventually get caught in the trap made by ellen. (her studio is just across g.c.'s office in warner brothers compound. fyi)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff;" face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#660000"&gt;top chef, season 3...pack your knives and go....ooh, looks like this season's contestants are more &lt;em&gt;palaaway. &lt;/em&gt;no more gastro-molecular genius marcel or sommelier steven or hunky chef sam or &lt;em&gt;papa &lt;/em&gt;harold or qt ilan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff;" face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#660000"&gt;...and don't forget witch yoo hee that besty and i are currently watching on another small screen (&lt;em&gt;dibidi naman &lt;/em&gt;on laptop). my heart softens for ms. hwang for she is so funny in this show compared to her role in 9e2o (well, i got over the shock that she is actually bin's ex.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff;" face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#660000"&gt;too many shows, so little time.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-765837252174981759?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/765837252174981759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=765837252174981759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/765837252174981759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/765837252174981759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/telly-story.html' title='telly story'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-7123684912128754732</id><published>2008-09-19T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:48:11.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saeng il chukha hamnida, mikey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;mikey&lt;/span&gt; - the muse among the barakos of wng is a force to reckon with. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="2"&gt;his boisterous laugh when he is so amused, the ascending ringtone of his famous 3210 (RIP, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa wakas&lt;/span&gt;),  the off the wall questions he loves to ask that can put kuya boy to shame, the famous asado ni mommy turned cake from conti's/andok's lechon manok, his ready helping hand or shoulder when the going gets tough are just few of the things that comes to mind when the name michael v angeles pops up during conversations. oh, not to mention dessa, passenger seat, face powder, lifestyle network, cosmo mags and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kwentong &lt;/span&gt;lovelife.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="2"&gt;his presence is always missed when he is on MIA-mode during wng get togethers. we do understand, though. we know it is so hard to be working for the entertainment/medical/realty industry. he is so big-time that we want him to be the nin@ng  of all our kids. he might be MIA sometimes...but never on one's birthday. you can always count mikey on that. or whenever you're feeling down and just want to sing out loud. yup, he'll put a smile on your face when he starts singing paolo santos' closer to you or five for fighting's 100 years.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="2"&gt;to the superman of wng, our own version of tyler florence meets barefoot contessa, the leader of our little justice league...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="2"&gt;SUKDULAN NA ITO~~~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="2"&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: trebuchet ms;" size="2"&gt;~~baby, ellaine, lalaine, love and shirls (yes, we're not yet "disbanded) &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-7123684912128754732?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7123684912128754732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=7123684912128754732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/7123684912128754732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/7123684912128754732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/saeng-il-chukha-hamnida-mikey.html' title='saeng il chukha hamnida, mikey!'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-3691515854358458253</id><published>2008-09-19T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:44:39.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for Mikey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SNMuBwoKCDAAADAaqek1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SNMuBwoKCDAAADAaqek1/1-812037808l.jpg?et=NnqHIgbc8CNA6SOYXoJbwQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;mikey&lt;/span&gt;- the muse among the barakos of wng is a force to reckon with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;his boisterous laugh when he is so amused, the ascending ringtone of his famous 3210 (RIP, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa wakas&lt;/span&gt;),  the off the wall questions he loves to ask that can put kuya boy to shame, the famous asado ni mommy turned cake from conti's/andok's lechon manok, his ready helping hand or shoulder when the going gets tough are just few of the things that comes to mind when the name michael v angeles pops up during conversations. oh, not to mention dessa, passenger seat, face powder, lifestyle network, cosmo mags and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kwentong &lt;/span&gt;lovelife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;his presence is always missed when he is on MIA-mode during wng get togethers. we do understand, though. we know it is so hard to be working for the entertainment/medical/realty industry. he is so big-time that we want him to be the nin@ng  of all our kids. he might be MIA sometimes...but never on one's birthday. you can always count mikey on that. or whenever you're feeling down and just want to sing out loud. yup, he'll put a smile on your face when he starts singing paolo santos' closer to you or five for fighting's 100 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;to the superman of wng, our own version of tyler florence meets barefoot contessa, the leader of our little justice league...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;SUKDULAN NA ITO~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;~~baby, ellaine, lalaine, love and shirls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-3691515854358458253?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3691515854358458253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=3691515854358458253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3691515854358458253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3691515854358458253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-for-mikey.html' title='Something for Mikey'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-6685106023780842645</id><published>2008-09-18T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:04:25.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sermon?</title><content type='html'>    	 	 	 	 	 	  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-weight: bold;"&gt;remember, having a boyfriend or not doesn't define who you are. what you do, or what you decide to do with your life, is yours alone. and you alone can stand up for what's right or wrong. you will be happy if you decide to be one happy soul, or you'll be sad if you wallow in self-pity and melancholy. be happy always!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para na akong sirang plaka na sinasabi ko to sa mga students ko...but am i really practicing what i'm preaching?...hmmm....well.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-6685106023780842645?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/6685106023780842645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=6685106023780842645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/6685106023780842645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/6685106023780842645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/sermon.html' title='a sermon?'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-3306748960526637559</id><published>2008-09-17T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:33:42.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pautakan.pagalingan.paistaran?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;it is day 3 of survivor philippines : thailand and i am enjoying it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;the 930 pm slot is like bonding time for me and my brothers who are both reality tv fanatics (make that survivor fanatics). even my sis also watches the survivor, as far as i can remember (but she is more of a TAR fan).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;to be honest, i haven't seen all the survivor seasons (lemme think - survivor africa where ethan won, the last 2 survivors) but i remember fondly that i was always glued to my seat every friday night while watching the primetime telecast in studio 23. i oh-so-love survivor amazon and marquesas and palau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;when c/s got the airing rights for the u.s. show, i stopped watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;then, i heard about survivor philippines. that, i can't wait, i told myself. and there is no other person i have in mind to host it but paolo bediones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;he did a good job in the first two eppies. so jeff probst (kulang na lang ang dimples) but i am not complaining. and the contestants? promdi versus sosyaleras. and mind you, there are a number of bisdaks in women's team. way to go mga bisdaks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;early in the game, you can see that there's already a power struggle among guys and who is doing what among the ladies. what i am looking forward this week is the first rewards and elimination challenges. and of course, the tribal council!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;i dunno if there will be a backstabbing galore ala-survivor u.s. or individual/group alliances this early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;dream. believe. survive....este,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;outwit.outlast.outplay. pinoy style.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-3306748960526637559?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3306748960526637559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=3306748960526637559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3306748960526637559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3306748960526637559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/pautakanpagalinganpaistaran.html' title='pautakan.pagalingan.paistaran?'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-1658282074590600172</id><published>2008-09-17T06:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:44:56.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Sweet song by Joshua Radin. "Discovered" this while watching the home video of Ellen Degeneres' wedding to Portia di Rossi in Ellen the other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Shoelaces untied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; You can dry your eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; Perfect shadows lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; behind us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; And this is the day i make you mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; The way your hair lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; Sometimes unrecognised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; All the way from Nice today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; On a train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; Nothing to say but theres still time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; Chorus;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; And you are the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; I've been waiting for  today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; And here comes the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; It' been baiting morn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; Lately ive lost my tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; Today you found my song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; Unknown our love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; Has grown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; And I thank God you came along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; Chorus;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; You looked right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; There was no-one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; I sat beside you and became myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; &lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; Chorus;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Listen to the song TODAY &lt;a href="http://www.dilandau.com/cgi/play.cgi?id=e0ae9e268ab1bf92c91730095cf232d5be6cd538&amp;lang=en"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-1658282074590600172?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1658282074590600172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=1658282074590600172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1658282074590600172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1658282074590600172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-2481402647733943967</id><published>2008-09-16T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:38:47.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>easy as 1-2-3</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;yes, i am off to bantayan (again!) next month with besty and april. cebu pac has its zero fare promo (yipee!) so we grabbed the chance. and it is an opportunity for us to experience the new naia terminal &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; since i've been flying with small aircrafts in my last two trips (hello to seair and asian spirit!) this year.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;another reason to make a career out of the 6-day bootcamp from sparkle. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel free to join us on the 24-26 october. see ya in cebu north terminal/hagnaya/sta. fe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-2481402647733943967?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2481402647733943967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=2481402647733943967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2481402647733943967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2481402647733943967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/easy-as-1-2-3.html' title='easy as 1-2-3'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-226116353837663369</id><published>2008-09-16T06:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T10:58:48.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new travel buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;looks like we have another sun worshipper we just recruited straight from antipolo. well, we did invite her to go with us to coron but she wasn't able to secure rt tickets to busuanga.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;april will be coming with us for a trip to bantayan along with another former officemate of besty. actually, i am the odd girl out since the three of them used or still in communicado with their chingoo students all  the way from seoul/busan/incheon (or wherever that province in sokor).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;it was not difficult to convince them. hah, with shirl's persuasive powers - they can't say "no" to an almost 1hr plane-3hr bus-1hr ferry ride to the island paradise called bantayan. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;i want to capture the moment that they will get the first glimpse of the island. make that, glimpse of the stretch of  fine sand adjacent to the pier.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;looks like this is becoming a favorite destination. (sorry, myla but we have to forego p.g. and travellers' delight for the meantime)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;who knows, we might bump into that coffee dreams owner in ayala center again. (and actually telling him that we bake better pastries. LOL.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;my golly, now i can imagine that tiny grilled cebu chorizo and puso (rice wrapped ala suman sa ibus).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;i better offer some eggs to sta. clara to be safe.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;and to april - welcome, aboard.&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-226116353837663369?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/226116353837663369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=226116353837663369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/226116353837663369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/226116353837663369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-travel-buddy.html' title='new travel buddy'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-5662680294278311575</id><published>2008-09-15T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T14:38:45.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>most coveted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SM4CmwoKCDAAAErkAjc1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SM4CmwoKCDAAAErkAjc1/viewty.jpg?et=wXxlXyZQwiKyL8tT%2CIJtnQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-style: italic;"&gt;(photo courtesy of www.lge.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;if i have enough moolah, i will definitely trade my e61 for a beauty called viewty. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-5662680294278311575?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5662680294278311575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=5662680294278311575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5662680294278311575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5662680294278311575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/most-coveted.html' title='most coveted'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-18056450917149093</id><published>2008-09-15T06:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:12:31.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hell week?</title><content type='html'>    	 	 	 	 	 	  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;it's exams week (i.e. hell week for some of my students who hate to answer my essay questions) here in school. so i have 2 free days to just look after them while they try their best to answer the questions, albeit difficult.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;well, it's their 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; exam, and i'm not used to having prelim or pre-final period. more than a decade ago, i only studied for midterm and final exam (trying my best for an exemption in the final exams). nah, it was not because i was GC but because i wanted to go home to the province earlier than the scheduled sem  break.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;now, i'm looking at their faces, and i can see mixed reactions. some are looking back at me, with empty stares (tulala!). i glare  back at them, saying “uy, tapusin mo na exam mo. wag na pilitin kung walang maisagot. one student (eto ung pumapasok lang pag exam time, ano sya, genius?!), just quietly sits at the back, nag e emote na lang ata. while the  majority lot of them are busily writing on their sheets of paper, wishing and hoping that they can get me give a high score, or even a passing score at that.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;usually, after every exam, students would jokingly tell me, “ma'am, nosebleed!” some even posted in their friendster account, “i need blood donations,  natuyuan ako!” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;it's not my intention na pahirapan sila actually. i'm proud to  say that more than half of the classes i handle pass the exam. some even got perfect scores! bagsak lang talaga ang di nag-aaral. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;so far, so good. i just hope that i've been a good teacher...and may natutunan naman sila kahit papano :-D   &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-18056450917149093?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/18056450917149093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=18056450917149093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/18056450917149093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/18056450917149093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/hell-week.html' title='hell week?'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-5877598145637509315</id><published>2008-09-11T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:55:01.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Although it connotes the World Trade bombing in 2001, I have a different idea for 9/11. A &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;happy one, more like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;To Kathy dear, I hope you have a &lt;font style="font-family: comic sans ms;" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;papa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Joe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;and baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Lia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/present.png"&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cake.png"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;More babies, perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-5877598145637509315?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5877598145637509315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=5877598145637509315&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5877598145637509315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5877598145637509315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/911.html' title='9/11'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-1409858881115850601</id><published>2008-09-08T07:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:35:39.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today is rt's bday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;before the slew of celebrities, both local and hollywood, i had a crush on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;before the swimmers that i admired and looed up to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;before brad pitt in legends of the fall, adam garcia in bootmen/coyote ugly, john krasinski in license to wed/the office, hugh jackman in kate and leopold &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;before alex popov, ian thorpe and steven gerrard (not a swimmer but midfielder for liverpool football club)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;before i was glued on the small screen as long as binnie is in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;there was r.t. [similar to shirl's r.s. and kathy's v.p....eerr make that they were the hottest men in jersey  for shell in mid to late 90s (oops, walang kokontra!)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;my golly, six years &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na naman pagitan namin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;wherever he is, happy birthday. i will always be his #1 fan ( i know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;madami pa rin kami&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;it must something with baby i love your way played by admu pep squad yesterday during the uaap cheering competition. i always associate that song to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-1409858881115850601?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1409858881115850601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=1409858881115850601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1409858881115850601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1409858881115850601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-is-rt-bday.html' title='today is rt&amp;#39;s bday!'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-1642502145915060475</id><published>2008-09-04T05:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:23:01.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish I'm In Singapore </title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SL813goKCDAAAHdGEZU1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SL82EwoKCDAAAHarA201/2824219295-2602ede157-b.jpg?et=TgZgowPBIcDDSww4YSEZqQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#660000"&gt;Right now. At this very moment. Or make that, I should have been there yesterday and the next ten days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Only for one reason. KTP.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-1642502145915060475?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1642502145915060475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=1642502145915060475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1642502145915060475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1642502145915060475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/wish-i-in-singapore.html' title='Wish I&amp;#39;m In Singapore '/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-2332287886392386975</id><published>2008-09-03T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:10:14.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flapper Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;This Saturday, I'll be joining some UP Theater Arts students  doing volunteer work for  MMQ. It is more like earning bonus points for the student, actually. As for me, it's the time of the year I play dress up. Oooh, I love it! Thanks for Besty for always "volunteering" me to join her events. I enjoy prepping for G. Washington Ball or donning red during 4th of July. It didn't matter that I have to be literally on my feet the whole night (or day). &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/lightbulb.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;This Saturday, though, is different. It's a cabaret/'20s theme event! Pretty excited, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I searched online for what we should wear that night (yet if we can't find one, LBD - little black dress- will do.) Man, it was not easy. Actually, the dress and beads are easy to find. But the hair and make-up? How can I recreate the fingerwave or ultra short bob? (Ahem, I think I read a lot about hairstyles). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Come Saturday, besty and I won't be the usual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;byaheras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;. Call us the flapper girls. Doing a good cause. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-2332287886392386975?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2332287886392386975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=2332287886392386975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2332287886392386975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2332287886392386975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/flapper-girls.html' title='Flapper Girls'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-7259439990193895852</id><published>2008-08-21T09:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T09:25:54.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coron'/><title type='text'>Coron: Predep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;after asian spirit called me at noon on friday that the plane for busuanga met some mechanical problems, it was an “uh-oh” moment for me. i had to smile and blurt out loud, “what else is new?” wala ngang storm signal but here it is again. another entry to add on my list of “reasons why i should not plan a vacation 3 months earlier.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i had to infor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;m owen, the organizer of the diycoron tour, that we couldn't join the group. just when i was fully prep with all the gizmos i acquired for this trip, hmp! he was too accom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;modating that he even fed us information where we can secure the fastest  flight for busuanga. to end the predep story short, we got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;hold of an early morning flight c/o asian spirirt on sunday.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;we were at the airport as early as 4AM. yep, that excited plus the bad experi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ence during the boracay vacay in march, we really tried to wake up early and commute for the old domestic airport. my golly, the airport was uber quiet w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ith the transfer of cebu pacific to naia terminal 3. it was like a ghost town with empty seats in the departure area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SKzAWYiXMMI/AAAAAAAAAOE/iCRtvfZGfXU/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SKzAWYiXMMI/AAAAAAAAAOE/iCRtvfZGfXU/s200/IMG_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236771957501276354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SKzAuUMIPWI/AAAAAAAAAOM/aAgfcGxtB8w/s1600-h/IMG_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SKzAuUMIPWI/AAAAAAAAAOM/aAgfcGxtB8w/s200/IMG_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236772368651140450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;(Old domestic at 4AM; The bored look)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;and then, it was announced that our flight to busuanga was on hold. looks like we're not that lucky. probably, the sky cleared after an hour since it was announced that we are boarding in so-so minutes! yippee! time to celebrate that we are actually leaving manila for busuanga.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;the trip was uneventful since i slept most of the time. and in a few minutes, i can see patches of small islands when i looked outside the window. OMG...this is it!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;as we scrambled with the ahjussis and ahjummas and fellow pinoys for our tiny bags, we can't believe that we arrived in palawan safe and sound given that it was a pretty turbulent ride up there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;. we learned that it was raining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; in the island since saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;since we dunno a soul in busuanga...even whe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;re to get a jeep to take us to coron town – we lined up on a jeep which we thought is a puj. maybe shirl and i don't look like we can afford club paradise that the manong on the other jeep calle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;d us that his jeep is going to the town.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;it was a bumpy ride. make that a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; 30 minute rough ride to coron town. kulang na lang magkapalitan ng mukha with fellow passengers. but the future seemed bright. there is an ongoing road construction that will pave the way for a smooth ride from coron town to busuanga airport and vice versa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SKzC_uJxgAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/x_W73W6kYFM/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SKzC_uJxgAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/x_W73W6kYFM/s200/IMG_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236774866701615106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;View from the top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SKzClTknC5I/AAAAAAAAAOU/ha4st6-FcUY/s1600-h/IMG_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SKzClTknC5I/AAAAAAAAAOU/ha4st6-FcUY/s200/IMG_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236774412889820050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the road so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;we got off at coastal road and met richel  who is  owen's contact. richel takes care of patrik's guesthouse (our lodging place for our overnight stay). we decided to take the coron island tour—more like island hopping – 8 sites to visit! damage was P1,800 with us paying the entrance fees to the different sites. not bad...but it could have been great if we were able to join owen's group since 2500/head for more that 8 sites with overnight at banana island (entrance fees are included)  plus free food and meeting fellow lakwatseros and lakwatseras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-7259439990193895852?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7259439990193895852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=7259439990193895852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/7259439990193895852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/7259439990193895852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/coron-predep.html' title='Coron: Predep'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SKzAWYiXMMI/AAAAAAAAAOE/iCRtvfZGfXU/s72-c/IMG_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-1404918501613288864</id><published>2008-08-21T07:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T09:28:29.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coron'/><title type='text'>Coron: Amigas Went to Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;A Very HOT Spring&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;Maquinit Hot Spring brought the adjective Hot to a new level. This is not the hot in the hot spring of Laguna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;Not even the on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;e is Tiwi, Al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;bay. If you throw a raw egg in Maquinit, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;bet, you'll have one hard boiled egg in 6 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SK4PRQoKCDAAAD8um241"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SK4PRQoKCDAAAD8um241/IMG-0428.JPG?et=qM%2Bfby2IgLSYgT3bhVd8fA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three pool-like structures that one can take a dip. Your backdrop while dipping in the hot spring? The sea and a small island framed by bakawans. It was 5 P.M. but there were a number of people in the area...friends, families, enjoying the hot pool. At first, we just dipped our legs into the large pool. Oooh, it was hot! Not scaldingly hot but hot enough to ask for a splash of cold water. :) After a few minutes, I tried going down the pool, submerging my lower body. OMG! Mainit pa rin! I need to be acquainted to the temp first before actually submerging my whole body. Shirl and i were laughing so hard when we got to point that we were perspiring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt; so much. Think sauna in an open area! We can actually see the steam being released. We should have brought some ice cold drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/91/12"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/11/photos/91/300x300/12/IMG-0439.JPG?et=C6zu4BaSvtR9C2a7,UY7Qg&amp;amp;nmid=111522015" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maquinit before sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I envied those who managed to swim in the big pool. I bet, a lot of germs were killed in the process. The dip in the pool was indeed relaxing. We were de-stressed and sleepy while we were on our way back to Coron town. If the trip to Maquinit was not that expensive, we would be back the following day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Marias Went To Town&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned from a colleague of mine that to have a feel of place, you have to go to the plaza and the market. And that's what Shirl and I did. We were soaking wet from our Maquinit dip but we still walked around the plaza. Since it was almost fiesta, there were students practicing their dance. We had some kikiams, fishballs and squidballs plus super sweet buko juice while watching the kids dancing and another group playing basketball. I never do this in Zamboanga...I don't tambay in Plaza Pershing but here I am, sitting in one of the benches in Coron's town plaza like it is the most natural thing to do. People watching at 6P.M. in downtown Coron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/91/1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/10/photos/91/300x300/1/IMG-0419.JPG?et=Vwld4Qvc6s,PdQfvGcGZgA&amp;amp;nmid=111522015" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After filling ourselves up with streetfood, we walked around the small town and ended up in the market looking for cashew nuts. We saw some samaral getting cozy with the uling together with some bbq's and hotdogs. We looked for some souvenirs in the Muslim Center but to no avail. Good thing, we chanced upon a small shop selling shirts, ref magnets and what-have-yous. Time to do some shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;When we went back to the guesthouse, we actually met Owen and Patrik (guesthouse owner). They are really ma-chika. Owen is so nice to help us out even though we were not able to join his group. Patrik, OTOH, is cheeky and sounded American instead of Swedish. We also saw some of our supposed-to-be ka-tour. It seems they enjoyed the experience so much. Well, we'll be back for sure. Maybe join the Calauit safari next time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After dinner, Owen showed us Sea Dive Resort. A really nice looking place. Who would have thought the beyond the small passage way is a resort na pang spread ng UCB ad? Shirl and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that we'll have breakfast in Sea Dive the following day. Our last day was spent pigging out on Sea Dive Special and American breakfast at Sea Dive, going around town the last time and looking for the precious cashew nuts. We did find one but I dunno if it is cheaper than the one in Antipolo or Bataan. Then we had lunch at Sea Dive (again!) - grilled tanguigue and kinilaw (yum yum) and nice looking view from my side. Another bonus was a cute tourist from across the table who actually looks like Matt 8 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/91/27"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 243px; height: 182px;" class="alignright" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/6/photos/91/300x300/27/IMG-0517.JPG?et=TGL5UNqXF+6X5I61ROdsTA&amp;amp;nmid=111522015" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/91/32"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 181px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/7/photos/91/300x300/32/IMG-0534.JPG?et=xyUBcKxu0+nfkzvxEPuKiA&amp;amp;nmid=111522015" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;Then, it was time to go home. We joined the group of Frenchmen in the jeep on the way to the airport. What a bumpy ride again but it didn't matter. All the kinks and bumps and scratches we had because of this trip are all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;Be back, for sure.&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-1404918501613288864?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1404918501613288864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=1404918501613288864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1404918501613288864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1404918501613288864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/coron-amigas-went-to-town.html' title='Coron: Amigas Went to Town'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-6669813597234471189</id><published>2008-08-21T06:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T11:22:53.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coron'/><title type='text'>Coron: 7 Sins, 2 Lakes and a Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Into the Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a blah breakfast at one of the carinderias and buying something for lunch at the nearest bakery, off we went to our first destination – Siete P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ecados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 373px; height: 65px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKzWbQoKCDAAAF5KJek1/IMG-0114.JPG?et=C%2CKYecg82fqPzpWyK1Gofg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siete Pecados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 222px; height: 166px;" class="alignleft" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKzW6woKCDAAAGmHgo01/IMG-0140.JPG?et=5PuhUwF4RS81OOWKyjFN4A&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Seven Sins, right? There were 7 small islands scattered around the area. I heard, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yesebel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; shot some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;scenes here. W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ell, move over Dyesebel 'cause w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e are here. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he view below was a sight to behold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Walang sinabi ang Coral Garden in PG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nor the one off the island of Boracay. The fish we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;re in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;feeding frenzy when Ponpon (our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;guide) threw some bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Of course, I had to test the newly bought underwater case for my p&amp;amp;s. it did work! walang pumasok na tubig. So, while the fish w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ere scrambling for bread, i was busy taking pictures of nemo's relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Next stop was Kayangan Lake. The ride to the island was p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eaceful. As we were passing large rock formations and cliffs alo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ng way, I can't stop saying, “ang ganda!” It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;was like you're trap in another world with the magnificent view one can se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e. It was a feast to the eyes, definitely. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nd we reached &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the entrance of the lake...we have to pay 200/person for the entrance but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am not complaining. The ride to the area is already worth more than 200 b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ucks. Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at is my willingness-to-pay. The water is clear, the place is clean but this is not yet the lake. We hav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e to climb up to the island slash roc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;k formation to enjoy the lake. Well, we gotta stop by the small cave on to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;p for that photo-op with the most famous view of coron daw. But we can't wait for that photo-op so I actually used the gorillapod and attached it to one of the make-shift handrails...tada! me souvenir na!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 236px; height: 177px;" class="alignright" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKzXVwoKCDAAAG2gnl81/IMG-0183.JPG?et=Jp%2BrH%2CqGoCP%2BS5LAO6GJWA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And our climb started – with us stepping o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n mud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;s and muddy rocks as we go up and down the trail. the climb is really a piece of cake...when it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not raining, that is. as we get near the lake, we hear voices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, not of diwatas and engkantadas playing in the water but with fellow byaheras that we saw in the jeep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the way to town earlier. after a little chika, off we went with our own business---that's swimming in the lake and playing with the tiny fish that look like swordfish. and then it rained hard. now, how can i take pictures of these cute fish? bad timing. shirl and i just wade through like ducks in the pond. well, we're like two giant ducks in a ginormous pond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKzX3AoKCDAAAHoX8eQ1/IMG-0210.JPG?et=YFV9dsI8p22kLcXbUsygEA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The serene lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKzYQQoKCDAAAAo0RTs1/IMG-0217.JPG?et=6zps4T9P2iDPpyAZNzzikQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous Coron view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not Swimming with the Barracudas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A short distance from Kayangan is Barracuda L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ake. The view on the way to the lake is as spectacular as the one in Kayangan but this time, yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;u see limestone cliffs instead of large rock formations. The Tagbanua mann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ing the area assured us that the lake is a short climb compared to Kayangan. “Dyan lang sa kabila ng malaking bato,” he assured us. Oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yeah, the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; side of the cliff looks really near but you have to climb those almost-sharp edged limestones. It was not a walk in the park, not even a walk in the treadmill with 15 degrees incline. You gotta hold on tight and carefully study your next step of you'll slide your way down to the large stones. Hats off to my besty for braving the climb. And many thanks to manong to helping us out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKzZkAoKCDAAADR1d1U1/IMG-0279.JPG?et=LLoA73dTgDReLLgHfpNaUw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance to Barracuda Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After a not-so-easy climb and descent, we were greeted by a jaw dropping view. It is a small lake with towering limestones and rock formations surrounding it. The water is so dark blue that you can imagine there is actually a barracuda swim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ming around (nah, no barracudas in the a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SKzZkAoKCDAAADR1d1U1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rea, just that sword looking tiny fish again). The lake is so serene and the water not so cold. It was peaceful you can float there all day to relax your tensed muscles from all the climbing done earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SKzaCwoKCDAAADyp4Mo1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKzaCwoKCDAAADyp4Mo1/IMG-0266.JPG?et=B8n2eXR8UlmZytX4CMMObQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Barracuda Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Beaching Part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Next destination is a beach. No more snorkeling or floating in the lake. It is now swimming on the beach. Time to head to CYC beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was a bit of a long trip to CYC but who is complaining. As we were approaching the beach, I can smell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;uling and inihaw. Looks like there are a lot of people on a Sunday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;noon at CYC. The island has a small patch of white sand with a number of bakawan nearby. Reminiscent of Casa Rica in Surigao but with finer white sand. We didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SKzaCwoKCDAAADyp4Mo1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anchor near the shore since our banca is too big but it's fine with us since it was low tide. Anywhere you go, it seems that the water is just waist deep! We spent a couple of minutes swimming and giggling and chatting. It was refreshing to actually swim in literally tubig alat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SKza3QoKCDAAAFHBZcQ1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKza3QoKCDAAAFHBZcQ1/IMG-0282.JPG?et=4pCA%2BA9gqUamgxTbHosJGA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No entrance fee at CYC Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was sad to note, however, that some people actually abused the island. We learned that there is actually uneven “floor” near the shore due to people getting large amounts of sand for their own resorts. tsk tsk tsk...I bet, there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;could have been a sandbar somewhere. Maybe CYC should start asking for entrance fees and let the natives protect it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shirl and I decided to forego Gunboat Wreck and Twin Peaks. Our last stop was Twin Lagoon. Like the name implied, there are two lagoons connected by a tiny opening &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;one can swim or kayak through. We anchored at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lagoon no. 1 and I set myself to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;some floating around the area. Shirl decided to stay on t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he banca, OTOH. There is really nothing to see underwater. The water is so dark blue and if your imagination's wild...just think that some monster or undercurrent can pull you down. Hehehe, of course, that didn't happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SKzcHQoKCDAAAHhceuM1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 203px; height: 152px;" class="alignright" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKzcHQoKCDAAAHhceuM1/IMG-0334.JPG?et=qf1MOh4F2XYjCgGp9R3phA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floating in the lagoon has a great view---not from below but from above. The blue sky cut by giant rock formation then deep blue water, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;who could ask for more? You can stay there forever until your skin is wrinkled like prunes for prolong exposure to water. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SKzcqAoKCDAAAAjdw4c1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKzcqAoKCDAAAAjdw4c1/IMG-0340.JPG?et=oMRADmuFTMFlJayXdcysmQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main entrance to the Twin Lagoons&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-6669813597234471189?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/6669813597234471189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=6669813597234471189&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/6669813597234471189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/6669813597234471189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/coron-7-sins-2-lakes-and-beach.html' title='Coron: 7 Sins, 2 Lakes and a Beach'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-1476078286829772301</id><published>2008-08-20T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:27:37.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>glen the dominatrix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;if there is a meadow named shirly, there is a glen named the Glen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;silent water runs deep daw. glen is not silent at all but definitely deep. reading her free verses and other literary pieces online makes you wonder, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;bat kaya di sya creative writing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;from the cold mountain of sweden to choco laden belgium. Benelux, schengen, united kingdom and the seat of the roman empire, she is starting her world domination from western europe. hats off to you girl! kilts up to those wearing them. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i will be forever grateful to her when she temp adopted us during the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;hagupit ni milenyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; a few years back when all of qc was in darkness. read: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;di makapanood ng tv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;she might be more known as shirly's rockin' rollin, wolfgang lovin' comrade (hehehe, i just can't pass thru that image &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ata). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;but to me, she is that rockin' rollin' wolfgang lovin' coffee drinkin'. (thanks for all the head-ups with all the openings in pids, pala.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;glenda gonzales (doesn't it sound so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;artista?), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;lead the headbangin and get the party  started. Happy Birthday! Kampai! Shiok! Konbae! Cheers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-1476078286829772301?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1476078286829772301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=1476078286829772301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1476078286829772301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1476078286829772301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/glen-dominatrix.html' title='glen the dominatrix'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-3617066917012893356</id><published>2008-08-15T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:10:28.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>travel booger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;oops, there's something wrong again with our much anticipated vacay to coron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe one of us has a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;balat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;think cancelled flight to boracay, rainy weekends in puerto galera, delayed flight from cebu to manila, missed flight to bora, typhoon in iloilo...what else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;well, back to the loop...and we have a cancelled flight to busuanga. c/o asian spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;asar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i had to inform owen (our coron guru) that we can't make it to diy coron loop tour. so frustrating. and i have to convince asian spirit to give us good seat for the next available flight (that's seair on the 17th and back to manila on the 18th).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;god bless owen for arranging a very quick coron island tour for us...half day on the 18th! yipee. it might cost higher than the 2500/pax-2 day coron-banana island-lusong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;hay naku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe we are more destined for a much better palawan trip - like el nido, next year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe i should start looking for a birthmark somewhere for all the kinks that i have to go through everytime i travel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-3617066917012893356?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3617066917012893356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=3617066917012893356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3617066917012893356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3617066917012893356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/travel-booger.html' title='travel booger'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-885586943388319379</id><published>2008-08-15T04:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T08:54:38.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coron Here We Come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;All systems go for tomorrow's trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I am soooo excited since this is the first time we'll be joining a tour with a group of strangers. Meeting fellow lakwatseros and lakwatseras in Northern Palawan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I just hope that the weather will cooperate and that we'll wake up really really early for the 7AM flight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;But I need some last minute shopping for the DiCaPac for my digicam for those under the water adventures we'll surely have for two days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is going to be one hell of a long weekend.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-885586943388319379?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/885586943388319379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=885586943388319379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/885586943388319379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/885586943388319379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/coron-here-we-come.html' title='Coron Here We Come!'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-3127240103192714266</id><published>2008-08-08T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T13:11:26.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B minus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;This is what I got after years of lakwatsa for R &amp; R and in-between field works... let me see, in two weeks there'll be a blue dot on top of Palawan mainland. Hehehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Maybe I should plan my next trip to Bacolod and the 2 Negros provinces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none;width: 346px;height: 567px;" src="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/map-v1.0?blaacfapacnfamkcakaccgcgcbcckfbccbakakhwkmkaahpfufckrackkdkcpaskaagkakcrmxndmaakaaaaaaaaaa9224" title="Lakbayan Visited Map" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none;margin-top: 5px;width: 341px;height: 77px;" src="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/grade-b-" title="Lakbayan Grade: B-" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Lakbayan grade is B-!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How much of the Philippines have you visited? Find out at &lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;Lakbayan&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;cite style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Created by &lt;a href="http://vaes9.codedgraphic.com"&gt;Eugene Villar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-3127240103192714266?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3127240103192714266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=3127240103192714266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3127240103192714266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3127240103192714266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/b-minus.html' title='B minus'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-6697465434261848470</id><published>2008-08-08T06:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T11:30:26.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my own olympics story</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SJu9CQoKCDAAAHe6apQ1/beijing2008-logo.gif?et=yBRjNTjEGdj65N1XGsMAhA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today's the opening of the Beijing Olympics. Like any big sporting event, I am pretty excited to watch the opening ceremony and some of-my-interest games.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I gotta rush home later so I can catch on the Opening. The official website says that it's 9 hours more before the most awaited event. I am not really someone who plays sports but I do love watching some sports...think basketball, swimming, diving and the floor exercises in gymnastics. And I am still trying to love football (go Liverpool!).&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So far, the Olympics that I hold dear &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;are the Atlanta and the Sydney summer games (1996 and 2002, respectively). Atlanta for the good memories I had while watching it with my dorm mates in Ilang-Ilang and cheering at the big screen like our voices can be heard all the way to Georgia.I do hope the my cheer somehow helped Alexander Popov cross the 50m line of the freestyle event and got the gold. Plus...the 1996 US Gymnastics Team and Kerri Strug's injured but gold-worthy landing. As for Sydney...it's just for some sentimental reason (cricket, anyone?) plus Ian Thorpe and Adam Garcia (well, he tapdanced in the opening ceremony in 2000. See video &lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/video/item/6/Adam_Garcia_-_2000_Olympic_Opening_Ceremony"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;As for the 2004 Athens....for me it was all about Phelps&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; vs. Thorpe. Speedo vs. Adidas. Period.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And now, all I can think of are the 4 cute mascots na&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;med Bei Jing Huan Ying Ni (translated as Welcome to Beijing) and a name Shirly just mentioned that I should look out for in the pool - Park Tae Hwan (yeah, yeah...he's a chingu).&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SJu82goKCDAAAHJHQo41"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SJu82goKCDAAAHJHQo41/Img214108291.jpg?et=vFSq7SwLJ52BOG1wNSWmdg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-6697465434261848470?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/6697465434261848470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=6697465434261848470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/6697465434261848470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/6697465434261848470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-own-olympics-story.html' title='my own olympics story'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-5690419974423016903</id><published>2008-07-31T06:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T10:31:43.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole New World with Soft Subs</title><content type='html'> &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;What irritates me the most while watching a movie or sitcom or drama with subs is the out of this world translation that you indeed get lost in translation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I had a few experiences that I have to go through bad subs while I am watching the 2nd half of the show or even the delivery of the first line (as in first line), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;semplang na agad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Just like what happened to the show 1% of Something. I like the acting of the lead actor in most of his movies that I decided to watch his only show on TV. Too bad, his well-known voice with Busan accent cannot compensate the bad English I have to g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;o through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I should have listened to Rhiza when she said she had the copy with uber bad subtitles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Sayang ang binayad ko kay Mon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Then, I stumbled upon a couple of soft subs for the short films of LG Xnote. I enjoy watching Bin and hearing his voice but it is much better if you understand what he is saying. So I searched high and low on how to play the video file with soft subs (e-copy ng s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ubtitles, FYI). I tried hardsubbing the vid with the srt files through a converter but the vid didn't show the subtitles. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pinahirapan ko lang sarili ko.&lt;/span&gt; Then, I tried playing it on media player after installing something that would incorporate the subtitles. Yes! I was able to watch it...but, what about watching it on  a Linux-run eeepc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Lady luck was smiling down on me while I was saving the srt files on my flashdrive. The player can play the video with the subs...although I have to make sure they do have the same filename. Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Now, all I have to do is DL the shows I wanna watch...look for the soft subs and play them on the eeepc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Sarap ng buhay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I won't be suffering from headache after watching an English subbed show/movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;And for buena mano,  this is the show I'll be watching (Gigi and Pammie, look out!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SJEhaAoKCDAAAGAU@VU1/464px-Gourmet2.jpg?et=w0i4lQECcsoS5MLAXubJaA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Gourmet/Shikgaek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-5690419974423016903?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5690419974423016903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=5690419974423016903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5690419974423016903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5690419974423016903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/07/whole-new-world-with-soft-subs.html' title='A Whole New World with Soft Subs'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-2324110469862833135</id><published>2008-07-29T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T12:52:08.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Supernatural!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Time to kick some evil ass, bros!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The Winchester brothers are back with some uber serious fight against evil. Dean and Sam will most likely "Obi-wan" all their fans after a long hiatus from the small screen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't wait to see what will happen to Dean after the agreement with the the yellow-eyed evil...I remember fondly that I used to watch this every Sunday afternoon while everyone's taking a siesta. Lights off, windows closed...scaring myself silly in the middle of the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Preview of Season 4 &lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/video/item/10/Supernatural_-_Season_4_promotrailer"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-2324110469862833135?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2324110469862833135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=2324110469862833135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2324110469862833135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2324110469862833135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-supernatural.html' title='It&amp;#39;s Supernatural!'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-6904414779637890841</id><published>2008-07-25T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T13:19:14.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot and Spicy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;What a better wat to eat kimchi ramyun alone that watching Snow Queen? While Deuk0gu's slurping away buck wheat noodles at the side of the street, I am plopped on the floor spooning out cabbage kimchi for my big mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SIlh7woKCDAAAFKwYU01"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SIlh7woKCDAAAFKwYU01/IMG-0031.JPG?et=5HOaUxln3ytis%2C2GyVtaXw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SIlftAoKCDAAAB5hNuo1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SIlftAoKCDAAAB5hNuo1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" size="2"&gt; a bowl of ramyun in Sonamoo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;But before I got hooked eith ramyun and its cousin Kalguksu, I was so into...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Maggi Curry. Yep, the one you can buy 6packs at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;barter in hometown Zamboanga. It's that spicy that the aroma makes you imagine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SIlftAoKCDAAAB5hNuo1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;of the 3 Indian spices that are collectively called curry. Of course, one has a choice between laksa and the usual maggi noodles but they pale in comparison with this spicy kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SIlftAoKCDAAAB5hNuo1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Lentil dahl.Lentils in curry laden soup. Best eaten with roti or plain rice on banana leaf with bare hands like the first time I tasted it on a side street in Cheras in KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SIlebQoKCDAAAHaz0Z01"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SIlebQoKCDAAAHaz0Z01/IMG-0340.JPG?et=PzSSesrSZHADlgVzKO9BPQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/22/9"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/4/photos/22/300x300/9/8.jpg?et=Krh+ZWZjBsSJ6rd5aDzPrQ&amp;nmid=20397757" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(Top : NonVegetarian fare in True Food in Boracay. Dahl is the one before the salad.&lt;br&gt;Bottom: My plate for lunch in Cheras. Dahl mixed with rice)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Saigon Pho. Eat this with nuoc ngot by your side. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ctually, it is not that hot except that I usually mix it with a tablespoonful of hot chili sauce for some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;sipa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Bicol Express.  Think eating it on banana leaf (again!) with bare hands (again) after hours of swimming. That is the fondest memory I have with bicol express. So far, the best I've tasted is the one always brought by her jagnes (that's Agnes!!!) straight from the region of sili and pili. The fat from the pork and the enormous serving of sili mixed together make you forget that you're on a diet with the cups of rice one can consume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/9/4"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/3/photos/9/300x300/4/mayon.jpg?et=QmlQibCE8oJ4TDal2xH1mg&amp;nmid=19565248" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" size="2"&gt;On my way to Deo in Tabaco, Albay in 2004  to eat the yummiest Bicol Express! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh my hotness! Please pass the water (or milk or banana or sugar cubes)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-6904414779637890841?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/6904414779637890841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=6904414779637890841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/6904414779637890841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/6904414779637890841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/07/hot-and-spicy.html' title='Hot and Spicy'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-2542386130314050072</id><published>2008-07-24T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T08:58:31.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 mom, 3 dads and a hot bin</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div style="text-align: justify;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Last night, I was able to finish the show 1 Mom 3 Dads after weeks of hiatus. Although this was already shown earlier this year and I started watching it a few weeks back, I only managed to watch the ending recently because the damn dvd player can't play the last 3 episodes...waah!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Of course, a spoiler sucker like me would research about the ending instead of trying to figure out who was the real dad or who would Nayoung ends up with. But no, I did stop myself in watching the ending online. (I only watch CFs on youtube or Veoh...not an eppy).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Like Dalja's, the ending's bit &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bitin&lt;/span&gt; in the sense that she ended with no one among the three guys (huh, sucker for a happy ending!). It was a fun watch though since for a change, the focus of the story is about friendship and how to raise a kid.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Aside from the 4 adult stars, the real star is actually the baby. She looks so adorable especially when she was one year old. Her expressions are one of a kind. Another reason to watch this is Milk...the cute little dog of Jae Hee. But as the show progresses, I noticed that Milk's exposure decreased and eventually by the end of the show, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala na sya&lt;/span&gt;. What happened? Did Jae Hee let him loose? Or did she die because of the uber cold Seoul weather?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;I should be gushing about the LG Xnote ads...nah, not that I have that LG laptop. It just happened that Bin is endorsing it with Shim Min Nah and Ryu Seum Boem (?) in a different kind of "brand entertainment" - the term SoKor's use for a new  type of  ad campaign. Think a whole music video for a hair gel or in this case, a series of short films for a laptop.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He looks so thin in the CF's photos. Good thing that the telly adds a couple of pounds. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I should say the same for the Outback Steakhouse ads he made last month. He was utterly thin that he endorsing a restaurant makes you think if he does eat steaks and burgers (or that Outback should feed him more steaks and burgers and fries). But lo and behold, I saw these very recent &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/album/84/Not_the_usual_Binniephotos"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;photos &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;that are definitely heart stopping. (Now, I can actually imagine him taking on the role of the bad-ass, foul mouthed friend in the upcoming drama based on movie "Chinggu.")&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-2542386130314050072?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2542386130314050072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=2542386130314050072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2542386130314050072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/2542386130314050072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/07/1-mom-3-dads-and-hot-bin.html' title='1 mom, 3 dads and a hot bin'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-3531226894095325355</id><published>2008-07-18T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T11:25:00.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Cards and 100 Nudes</title><content type='html'> &lt;div style="text-align: justify;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago, I watched the movie 21 on video. It was a movie based on a true story of MIT students trying their luck in Vegas by playing 21. I actually didn't pick up the said title even though I like Kate Bosworth (for her role in Blue Crush)- it was Shirl's choice for just  one reason - Jim Sturgess. That guy in Across the Universe (I can actually hear his voice crooning"...she is just a GERL for me...") flick.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;While watching first half of the movie, the story reminded me of an eppy of my other-other fave TV show "Numbers" some months ago. Counting cards...I like the sound of it. But I do suck in playing cards (kahit Lucky 9 or tong-its) or anything inside casinos. I remembered the first time I was in a casino - my officemate and I were given tokens so that we can play at the slot machines. Newbies that we were, we inserted the coins at the wrong slots. No wonder we wasted so much time trying to play at a 10-bucks machine with 5 bucks tokens. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As for the movie 21...if you love Jim or his voice ---you'll have a field day since aside from the usual dialogues, you can hear his American English in almost all the scenes since he is actually narrating the story. What's the fuss about his American English? As Shirl pointed out, he is a comrade of Ewan McGregor of the land with men in kilts. Of course, McGregor's Zip Martin (of Down With Love) was way better than Jim's Boston accent.  For short sentences, he did fine but try listening to him in the scene where he explained "variable change" to his professor. Naoobvious ang Scot drawl (or whatever they call for Scot's English)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was a no-brainer for a movie that involves probability and basic math. At the end of the movie, you're left with mouth hanging asking the biggest Q of all "yun lang?" I don't know but maybe I expected too much from the movie.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;While majority of sangka-UPhan trooped to Araneta Center in celebration of Peyup's 100 years, besty and I went into a more quiet venue to commemmorate the hundred years. We viewed the 100  works of art by UP alumni- 100 nudes to be exact  ... from watercolor to acrylic to digital prints; Amorsolo to Abueva to Francisco; wood sculpture to bronze; on canvass to chinese scroll paper; the very obvious nude paintings to "where is the nude here?" type. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am not really a visual art afficionado (although I try to appreciate the works of masters and newbies and the stories behind the paintings and sculptures) but I do get an occassional kick (or a high) looking at pieces of art. It must be the effect of Hum 2 in freshman year (for some reason, I enjoyed that class kahit we were asked to paint an apple and weave a ball). I remember, though not related to painting but to an art in general, during one of the George Washington Ball auctions at the US Embassy, I was mesmerized by the pattern of a carpet up for auction. I was looking at it intently for more than  five minutes until a guest approached me and commented that the design is really great. Oh yeah, the word great was not enough. It was magical that you felt the colors and pattern are pulling you towards them (probaby, ride on a magic carpet?). When it hits you, it hits you bigtime, I suppose.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Back to the hundred nudes...Shirl and I decided to pick our favorites. Well, Shirl did pick out the painting with uber clean lines done on acrylic while I preferred the one done on something that looked like hazy charcoal. Hay naku, even in types of media, my besty and I are worlds apart. We did like the same sculpture, though...the miniature Nine Muses that you can also see inside UP Dil (the bigger version). We felt isa kami sa mga muses. (hehehe)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How's that for the kick off in celebrating the sentenaryo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-3531226894095325355?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3531226894095325355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=3531226894095325355&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3531226894095325355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3531226894095325355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/07/counting-cards-and-100-nudes.html' title='Counting Cards and 100 Nudes'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-3213093241284039127</id><published>2008-07-10T06:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:39:41.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0);FONT-FAMILY: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It is not another Stitch plush toy, for one. Although I got hold of a new Stitch - the biggest of all my collection with blue fur and soft paws (the others had something that looks like felt paper).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's actually a Gorillapod that I've been eyeing since I read it from shopcrazy at femalenetwork last December (along with Asus eeepc) as great buys for the holiday season. Yeah, I am way behind the holiday season. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I really wanted a tripod that can fit into my not so large bag so that when kodak moment is within striking distance, I just can plop the digicam somewhere sabay pose. Yeah, I love to take photos but sometimes, I also want to be in the picture. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png"&gt;  But the Gorillapod does that and more. You can bend, flex and position it on uneven ground for a unique pic orientation&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here is a sample of what it looks like ...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SHV1egoKCDAAADhEo4g1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" style="WIDTH: 193px;HEIGHT: 258px;" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SHV1egoKCDAAADhEo4g1/DSC00359.jpg?et=KVQLzxVigRBPgIol9SPCsA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We'll see if it can hang tough on limestones on our Coron trip next month.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-3213093241284039127?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3213093241284039127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=3213093241284039127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3213093241284039127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3213093241284039127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-new-toy.html' title='My new toy'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-3392166995433696849</id><published>2008-06-26T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T12:57:27.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silgaek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SGMfEAoKCDAAABpWFm81"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SGMf-QoKCDAAACkLczQ1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SGMgNQoKCDAAACywA-I1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.gudnytgirl.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SGMgNQoKCDAAACywA-I1/1214318476_sg03-2.jpg?et=XyAYEAJgg%2BcSQChfi6rv1g&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;a look into the adventures of sung chan. if you love cooking,  kim rae won and korean cuisine...this is it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i looked  forward to this show since it was announced last year...my golly, this looks like iron chef meet tyler's ultimate (oh tyler florence, where are you?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;not bad that someone like raewon will be playing the manga character sung chan  since he does cook in real life (rice pilaf ba, shirl?).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;last i heard, the show is doing really good  - rating wise. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;all i have to do  is wait...wait...chogyo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gudnytgirl.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SGMfEAoKCDAAABpWFm81"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc6600"&gt;grabe, i've survived my first full week of 12-hour workdays...wlang pahinga... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc6600"&gt;tomorrow is just another day...for now, i'm halfway into dreamland already...super antok na ako... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc6600"&gt;but yes, i have to pat myself on the back...well done, shirly...you've done it...kinaya mo pala... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc6600"&gt;i'm enjoying it, and I guess it's time to work hard again after a 10-month hiatus...i'm just making up for those laaaaaaaaaaaaaaazy days i had...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#cc6600"&gt;time to be up and running again...and be an energizer bunny...(Sana nga!) aza! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-9061187080254863880?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/9061187080254863880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=9061187080254863880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/9061187080254863880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/9061187080254863880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/30292827.html' title='30...29...28...27...'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-5535739263810306647</id><published>2008-06-19T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:40:11.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe and I...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center; "&gt;&lt;img class="photoimg" id="photoimg" style="FILTER: alpha(opacity=100); opacity: 1; MozOpacity: 1; " height="500" src="http://images.adrianne917.multiply.com/image/4/photos/66/500x500/5/IMG_0088.JPG?et=Abab50MR0xsl5mgWFePgfw&amp;nmid=100733696" width="375" s_oid="functionstart_facebox(e){if(FaceboxDisabled)return;if(!e)vare=window.event;//show_big_blank_div();mo" s_oidt="2"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center; " align="left"&gt;I just love this picture...wala lang, kalingaw kaayo...Chloe is looking at me intently, and look, I can hold her now...it took me 6 months to finally have the guts na kargahin sya... &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center; " align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center; " align="left"&gt;One realization for me, di tlaga ako handang magka anak. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center; " align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center; " align="left"&gt;For one, di pa ako marunong mag alaga ng baby. another thing is, i'm still selfish that i'm nto  yet ready to give up the comforts of being single and child-less...hehehe... &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center; " align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center; " align="left"&gt;Maybe one day, yes...but now, not yet... &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center; " align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-5535739263810306647?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5535739263810306647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=5535739263810306647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5535739263810306647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5535739263810306647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/chloe-and-i.html' title='Chloe and I...'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-5396656134635020765</id><published>2008-06-19T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:09:17.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishing for weekends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Times New Roman, serif"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;because of the 12-hour workdays i have since june 11, i always find myself wishing for the weekend to come &lt;em&gt;pronto... &lt;/em&gt;last week, i was planning on just sleeping in, doing nothing, and maybe 1 or 2 episodes of &lt;em&gt;goodbye solo &lt;/em&gt;and ogle at CJM... (and maybe "review" some scenes of &lt;em&gt;daisy &lt;/em&gt;too!). &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#993300"&gt;well, these plans were just plans...malas ko!   &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, serif"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;last weekend was a very busy one for us. we embarked on another only-for-weekends raket.  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman, serif"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rewind muna tayo: &lt;/em&gt;remember our beads business &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;weekends? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;Well, it's gone kaput already. we still have some beads in storage, but inspiration has ceased us already. maybe we're way past that stage. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;of course, during the past few weekends, La-bella and i found ourselves busy with scrapbooking. i even highlighted some of our works in the photos section here. but then, our interest also waned ...well, maybe because we don't have any recent trips to showcase. just wait until august, we can add a page or 2 for our palawan trip...hehehe...can't wait for that... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;recently (just this month, to be exact), we found ourselves busy taking in orders for banana bread. (Shameless plug, you can post your orders here, or you can just text us. it's much cheaper than the well-known bakeries, of course - but it's much more delicious, heheh). just last sunday, we baked the whole day just to fill in the 16 orders of our "specialty".  (thanks to ban ~ love's bro ~ we got orders from sitel). we also made time to try out a carrot cake recipe which we plan to modify, and then market... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;of course, my brownies were a hit. so this is an addition to my list of baked goodies..  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#993300"&gt;so, was i able to take some R&amp;R last weekend, you may ask? in between baking the goodies, i got the time to prepare our weekly menu, play with bratty genesis, do some overdue laundry, have a DIY facial mask and take some sunday afternoon siesta... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#993300"&gt;it was a tiring but productive weekend for me... i just hope i can keep with this kind of energy level for the rest of the semester...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-5396656134635020765?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5396656134635020765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=5396656134635020765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5396656134635020765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5396656134635020765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/wishing-for-weekends.html' title='wishing for weekends...'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-4712670181805678011</id><published>2008-06-19T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T13:22:56.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adik!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;i'n not really a fan of "wonderful tonight" but who cares? it's bin singing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;Vods during his Japan visit last year that I gotta share...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;http://tieba.baidu.com/%E7%8E%84%E5%BD%AC/shipin/play/19e385366a104da0bce8f184/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;you just have to love that chin and the 5 o'clock shadow (hmm, he is actually singing Love's First Snow - Snow Queen's themesong)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;http://tieba.baidu.com/%D0%FE%B1%F2/shipin/play/2d5685ec001a97d955d27a79/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic; "&gt;di ba sya napagod sa kaba-bow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;http://tieba.baidu.com/%D0%FE%B1%F2/shipin/play/2429c4eef53921332437678e/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-4712670181805678011?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4712670181805678011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=4712670181805678011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4712670181805678011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/4712670181805678011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/adik.html' title='Adik!'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-1893910728290492032</id><published>2008-06-17T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:39:39.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not just a bag of coffee beans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0); FONT-FAMILY: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; "&gt;Tagaytay is not what it used to be. No more cold mornings or bright days with cool air embracing you. The flower and the fruit stands are still ubiquitous...so are the establishments like international and local chains of fast food restos, grocery stores, travel agencies, ukay ukay shops and alike. I remember years ago that one has to go either to Dasma bayan or Mendez to buy clothes or eat at a local fast food. Now, you just have to stand  along the Aguinaldo highway to decide if you want some designer coffee, a Korean meal or burger to-go. Mushroom Burger is not your only option anymore.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My friends and I opted  something out of the English garden - Bag of Beans. It could have been Sonya's but given that we are all mega commuters, we decided a heavy load of English pies and coffee instead.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you think about it, the three ladies going to Tagaytay to lunch...este merienda is like fetching me up in the hilly place of  the city of pineapples. Hehehe I think they did enjoy their short stay even though they commuted longer than their actual stay in the city. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Back to Bag of Beans...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was all out chikahan as if we haven't seen each other for a long time. Oh yeah, we regularly do lunch (err dinner) like the usual bunch of ladies at home especially when Agnes spends the night in Pasig. We're practically neighbors - She from Makati; and Rhiz, Shirl and I are nex- door neighbors. anyway, over fraps, bottomless coffee, english and apple pies - we again discuss the merits of...I mean, discuss about love (not me!). And since we were in Tagaytay, the topic was more focused on Agnes since Bag of Beans holds a very special place in her heart. Just ask manong guard who took those photos a long time ago. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What is eating out in a very nice looking place ala The Secret Garden without the usual photo-ops? There were a couple of guests who had their Kodak moments but I think we did the most poses. Well, except for that other girl who really posed in almost every crook and cranny of the garden. I dunno if she plopped herself in the large daybed inside the restaurant. Oh yes, kulang na lang pati ang CR...which is actually megapixels-worthy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We then dropped by SVD to bring some meds to someone who's sick. That is, after getting lost in Aguinaldo Highway. We roamed the grounds for awhile and even used the men's john (what can you expect? it's a seminary...mas madaming CR panlalaki) for last minute call of nature before heading back to Manila.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was a great visit from friends. It didn't matter that I had to wait a little longer while my officemates had gone home.  I thank them for taking some time off and  commute  to Tagaytay.  Our first out of town together, actually.  Sa uulitin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-1893910728290492032?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1893910728290492032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=1893910728290492032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1893910728290492032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/1893910728290492032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-just-bag-of-coffee-beans.html' title='Not just a bag of coffee beans'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-5810842544112163119</id><published>2008-06-16T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T18:43:33.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Much of Human Life is Lost in Waiting?</title><content type='html'>Also known as Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Leave it to us to put a  pa-emote quote in the middle of an action packed movie called Indiana Jones. Actually, this was the line quoted by Professor Oxley during Marion and Indy's wedding.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No more young Indy ala Hans Solo. Even Ford in The Fugitive. But the desert color look suits him fine. He is still the same old Jones...just older.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Shia LaBeouf really cracks me up in his James Dean look. Like in  Transformers, he can really be a comic relief. I just didn't notice the same for Disturbia (oops, obvious ba that I did watch most of his recent movies?). Lucky guy to have those good breaks, huh?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What I really like about the movie is not really the actors but the "feel" of the movie. The adventure and the look. Hey, can you blame me? I am one of Pleasantville's fan (and Back to the Future I). You know, the old movie ---50s to 60s era. It must be their hair...or skirts. LOL&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you are a fan of the movie series...you lost a whole lot of human life years in waiting for the sequel .But the waiting is really worth it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-5810842544112163119?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5810842544112163119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=5810842544112163119&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5810842544112163119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/5810842544112163119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-much-of-human-life-is-lost-in.html' title='How Much of Human Life is Lost in Waiting?'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-8361770255345838010</id><published>2008-06-13T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T16:59:16.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Not That Into You..a movie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; "&gt;hmmm... star studded, I may say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; "&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; "&gt;check this out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; "&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; "&gt;http://www.filmschoolrejects.com/news/were-just-not-that-into-this-new-trailer.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-8361770255345838010?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8361770255345838010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=8361770255345838010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/8361770255345838010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/8361770255345838010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/he-not-that-into-youa-movie.html' title='He&amp;#39;s Not That Into You..a movie!'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-716112538037317417</id><published>2008-06-13T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:52:13.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of movies missed and movies watched...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#990000"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this was a blog from last week i forgot to post:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;font color="#990000"&gt;i think i'm way behind watching all the blockbuster movies already. would you believe if i'd tell that i haven't watched the critically-acclaimed Kung Fu Panda, the much-anticipated IJ4, and oh, and even the box-office hit Forbidden Kingdom. and yes, sorry, my dear Ewan, I haven't patronized your last movie too! (it had bad reviews, and i'm afraid i might lose some amor for you and for hugh j)... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;missing these movies is a crime...so hopefully, i'll get to watch them...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;*** &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 343px; " height="381" src="http://www.virginmedia.com/images/1indiana_jones_1sheet-450.jpg" width="209"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#660000"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fast forward to 10 days later...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#660000"&gt;finally, we got to watch IJ4 last weekend. la_bella already made her review. and of course, the last scene really struck me. oo nga naman, &lt;em&gt;how much of human life is lost in waiting? &lt;/em&gt;that got me to thinking too! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#660000"&gt;i have a reputation of the one who's waiting patiently. (ploning din ba ako? hehehe...sino kaya si tomas?!) .... not anymore, dapat ata hindi talaga hintayin...baka wala na nga atang darating... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#660000"&gt;IJ4 actually kept my hopes up. indy and marion got married after more than 20 years nga eh! See? I can still wait for him...whoever  he is ~ be it someone from the past (like henry!) or maybe someone in the near future (very near future please!)...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#660000"&gt;not contented with our IJ overload that saturday, we watched the 1st installment (i.e. indiana jones and the raiders of the lost ark) on video the next day. marion was already in the scenes..it takes more than 2 decades for them to realize that they're MFOB... me pag-asa pa talaga ako... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#660000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;but i don't wait for another half of my lifetime!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#660000"&gt;i'm such a hopeless romantic, really! sino ba naman ang makapag-emote about waiting for someone that long behind all the adventures of prof. h. jones? hehehe.. ako lang... ^_________^ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;*** &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 361px; HEIGHT: 218px; " height="279" src="http://www.chicagotribune.com/media/photo/2008-03/37190234.jpg" width="82"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#ff6600"&gt;i think i'm already loyal to jim s. that i decided to snub my ewan in favor of js...i watched 21 and yes, it's a no-brainer...feel-good movie...simple storyline... but of course, js impressed me there because of his american accent. you can't even recognize his jude character in this movie as ben campbell. what a transformation! JS is such a versatile actor... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#ff6600"&gt;"21" is the fact-based story about six MIT students who were trained to become experts in card counting and subsequently took Vegas casinos for millions in winnings (from imdb). kate bosworth was his love interest along with kevin spacey, aaron yoo (a chingoo) and liza lapira (a kababayan). &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#ff6600"&gt;the movie has some funny lines, of course. and JS was effective as a geek. hehehe... well, i watched this since i was curious how he would do well in an american role...not bad actually. pwede na...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#ff6600"&gt;i look forward to all his upcoming movies...finally, he's made it in hollywood! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;*** &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img height="235" src="http://www.torontounplugged.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/u23d-bono.jpg" width="365"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#cc0000"&gt;i felt bad i missed the U2 3D movie which was shown in SM City The Block and MOA. it had a lot of very exceptional reviews, and of course, it's the next best thing that you can have to ogle at bono and the rest of the guys, and sing their songs. and somewhat, feel move alive with them. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#cc0000"&gt;i was low on cash (as i always have) ~ especially that i was just living on a part-timer's meager salary...asa pa ko na ma=repeat pa. i can still wish, can't i? ;-D &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-716112538037317417?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/716112538037317417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=716112538037317417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/716112538037317417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/716112538037317417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/of-movies-missed-and-movies-watched.html' title='of movies missed and movies watched...'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-477592613304417657</id><published>2008-06-13T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T08:58:19.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappearing Act</title><content type='html'>    	 	 	 	 	 	  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;A few weeks ago, I got a phone call from Agnes asking me for direction on how to get to Mr. Kebab. I gladly provided one, which summed up to “tell manong driver to take you to delta.” Then she asked me what she should order. “ Special chelo kebab if type mo may rice. Pwede rin open plate shawarma.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;A few minutes later, I got a text message.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;“Wala na ang Mr, Kebab. at mga katabi nito.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;“Pati ung grocery?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;“Oo.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;I used to go there with the other members of the foodtrip troika (aka SF and RL). After awhile, we brought some friends and introduced them to Persian food beyond the onion-laden shawarma. There was Beau who only ate the pita bread. Agnes with the chelo kebab. Even my officemates Alex and Helen  or Shirl's former AAP colleagues for them to sample what we always raved about in that little kainan in Delta.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;I used to remember the dimly lit kainan and the plastic tables and chairs. I remember seeing Bert and his former GF. And eventually eating out with Bert and his-then future wife Jessie (wifey na ngayon!). Or seeing the owner which Shirl and I fondly called Mr. K. Or his friends who dropped by and partake the yummy food Mr. Kebab offers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;When we transferred to Proj.3, we still go there for those Keema-craving nights. That's 12 pesos jeepney ride in 2004! It was actually more of traversing Proj 2, Kamias, EDSA, Kamuning, Morato and Timog just to eat pita bread loaded with ground beef with mayo-garlic sauce and hot chili sauce. Bert, also a fanatic, was surprised to see us there (we've seen him there a couple of times since he used to live nearby) since it was really out of the way.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;And when we discovered Music Match – it was the place for dining out before belting out especially when we are low in cash (reserved for the allnighter videoke, FYI).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;Just the other week, I actually confirmed that it's gone. Along with Wang-Wang, the Chinese kainan with VIP rooms for videoke. New Life supermarket is still there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;But that corner won't be the same. I hope it just transferred to another location like what happened to A Veneto in Visayas Ave.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;I'll miss the keema and the mayo-garlic sauce. The shawarma wrapped in short bond paper. The hummus and the motabal that actually taste the same. The tiled table and Arabian inspired lamps. Heck, even the Mr. K crew that makes you wait for so long during billing-out time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-477592613304417657?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/477592613304417657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=477592613304417657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/477592613304417657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/477592613304417657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/disappearing-act.html' title='Disappearing Act'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-7959846486263149314</id><published>2008-06-10T08:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T12:07:20.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day on a  high!</title><content type='html'> &lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;   	 	 	 	 	 	  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;first day of class, not so bad so far. so far, so good actually. after my class, the school director asked me if the students gave me a hard time.  i told him, not yet. hopefully,  not for the rest of the semester.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;my first 2 subjects are comm1 and mgt classes – with the same students since they're in a block section. i was with the same set of students for the past 3 hours, and so far, wala pa namang pasaway.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;almost half of my students just graduated from high school – with a various personalities at that. syempre, in a group, you can already sense the GC,s the happy-go-lucky's, the bahala-na kinds, the silent ones, and of course the popular jock/cheerleader types...i want them to feel at home with each other, and with me too!   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;so far, so good. oh i said that already. well, i guess this is really for me. this is the calling that i haven't paid attention for such a long time. it's about time that i pay attention to what my heart has been telling me all these years. i hope  i can make my nanay proud... :-D  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;gotta log off for now.  have to take lunch, and get ready for my 1 pm mgt class...teacher na talaga ako!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;PS &gt;&gt;&gt; a bonus, our campus is a wi-fi zone....galing di ba?  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-7959846486263149314?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7959846486263149314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=7959846486263149314&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/7959846486263149314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/7959846486263149314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/1st-day-on-high.html' title='1st day on a  high!'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-3804022102413003527</id><published>2008-06-07T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T14:41:27.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new Woorijib</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;Looks like the renovation is just in time for Rhiza's bday celebration. We just had a very heavy lunch here in Kalayaan...it was like a Korean fiesta with all the banchans and food and meat and kalguksu one can imagine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;We were so full that we can't laugh that much or else...you don't want to think about what might happen. We had samgyeopsal, kimbap and kalguksu and 2 rounds of banchans. Our fave banchans? some caramelized or candied onion (well, it tasted like onion, IMHO) and kimchi. Three rounds of kimchi, actually!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;Rhiz and Shirly, though, had to change to wooden chopsticks from the metal ones since the latter can't get hold of the food a bit longer? As for me, I don't have any prob with the metal ones...not that I am an expert but I just eat the food I picked much faster. Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;For dessert...they served us some hot green tea on the house and sliced apples. Why apples? no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;We'll be back definitely. And we'll be occupying the low tables at the 2nd floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;Asssa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-3804022102413003527?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3804022102413003527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=3804022102413003527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3804022102413003527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/3804022102413003527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-woorijib.html' title='new Woorijib'/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-34983469297298961</id><published>2008-06-06T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T22:17:08.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school?! </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;it's like going to school again. only this time, i will be always in front of the class ~ but hopefully, not doing all the talking. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i finally had my schedule/teaching load, the contract signed (oh yes, being a Mila is really a passion, it's not about the moolah)...and even my supplies given to me. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;can't wait for tuesday to come. i actually have mixed emotions right now, i'm excited, nervous, happy, and basta, ewan! wait and see na lang sa tuesday. i still have to take some pointers from my brods, and the more experienced teachers, and of course, the most influential for me - my own Nanay! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;well, being a teacher really runs in the family. i was just the last one to ride in the bandwagon...i hope i won't tarnish our family's reputation at all....:-D &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9531424-34983469297298961?l=dosamigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/feeds/34983469297298961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9531424&amp;postID=34983469297298961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/34983469297298961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9531424/posts/default/34983469297298961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dosamigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-school.html' title='back to school?! '/><author><name>DosAmigas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644882982514333413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1ZSb5PS-B88/SH26Cn5c75I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EIZTyMh1oK8/S220/IMG_0057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9531424.post-6406394072179892125</id><published>2008-05-29T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:00:44.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation is over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#663366"&gt;Bilang na masasayang araw ko...&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#663366"&gt;i bid adieu to my late nights, my 4-hour work days, my Korean drama marathons, ogling endlessly at  JWS, searching for the perfect brownie and choco cake recipes, and just oh-so-laaaaaaaaaazy days... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#663366"&gt;my almost-a-year bakasyon grande is over... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#663366"&gt;I welcome the 12-hour work day (and maybe occasional weekend work too).  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#663366"&gt;Come June 3, I will again work my a** off~ Waaah~ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#663366"&gt;and yes, you can now call me Ma'am Fajarito... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#663366"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#663366"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#663366"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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If only taebong looks like him...wishful thinking. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_up.png"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#660000" size="3"&gt;A really good way to start my day... 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